Starting To Read Books Novels & Stories

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"Like what to eat and what to avoid, and all do and don't. "Really?" "Hmm" "Then I too need that book." "Sure." 'Until then, we can purchase an ebook and go through it.', Rex suggested. 'Agree. Whenever she will be sleeping, we will read those ebooks.' 'Yep! That's a perfect idea.' *****

"Thank you for letting me read your collection of books." This time Lexie was more used to it and she wasn't afraid at all as she walked down the stone steps to Rafe's room. She already knew exactly what was waiting for her down there. And now she felt really enthusiastic, instead of being frightened by the darkness that surrounded her before the lights around her flashed one by one. “I'm the only one who usually reads those books. Glad if someone else reads it too.” "What book do you like?" “I read all the books. Novels, books about business, books about autos, anything. At least I have to enrich myself with knowledge so that other people can't fool me.”

My heart was blank emotionally towards him. “Meanwhile, I think you should get started on picking out your books before you get tired and start to sleep again, so that they can get to work,” Cain advised me and I nodded eagerly. “Yes, sure,” I said quickly, but my shoulders sagged sadly. “What’s wrong?” Cain asked. “I…I don’t know anything about books,” I admitted with a little shame. “I wouldn’t even know what to pick because the only books I know about are the ones I read in college,” I added.

Ashley's POV I walked over to the reading corner in the orphanage and picked up a brightly colored picture book. Its pages were filled with cute animals and simple drawings—the kind of content the kids could easily follow. I lowered myself onto the floor on the other side of the group. "Hey, kids," I said softly, a smile warming my voice. A few of them turned toward me. I opened the book and began reading in a relaxed, natural tone. "Once upon a time, there was a little bunny who absolutely loved carrots."

"I'm still in the first chapter though, I'm a very slow reader but I think I get the hang of it." "You're still in the first chapter Sufyan? Au'zubillahi." She bursted into laughter and he felt slight embarrassment creep in. "Get out abeg, I don't know how to read books. I find reading really hard. " He said. "People like you shouldn't exist, don't you know you gain more knowledge when you read?" They talked longer into midnight, until they were feeling sleepy. He found out she enjoyed reading non fictions and she read at least a book every month, Sufyan found that interesting. He admired people with the ability to read and enjoy it, he was always bored with books.

Deciding to try one more time, I opened the book, and this time around I didn't just flip through the pages, I decided to go through the words one after another. After spending hours staring at the strange words m, they slowly began to make sense. "I can read it!" I squealed excitedly, drawing the attention of everyone who looked at me like I'd lost my brain.

He started to speak once again, shifting into a serious mood almost in the blink of an eye. “They made me so happy and I felt really excited as soon as I saw the books, and yes, I’m sure I’d even be more obsessed with reading once again, coupled with the fact that I can read whenever I want to here, compared to how I used to mostly only be able to read Kate in the night.” I started to speak before gasping a little and starting to rephrase some things in my previous sentence. “I can read whenever I want to, right?”

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But now I found myself wanting to know all about them. “My Lord…” I started, turning to face him. He signed documents at his desk and ate, not paying me much attention. “During free time… would it be okay if I read some of these books?” His hand stilled. “What use would you have to read those books?” I swallowed. “It’s just for fun,” I told him, my voice dropping to a whisper. “I've always enjoyed reading and gaining new knowledge. If I am to remain in your world, I should learn about it, right?”