Novel & Cerita Stories Read Aloud On Youtube

"Then tell a story and let's hear it!" Lambert said seriously, which made it hard for Lydia to refuse. She pursed her lips. "What kind of story do you want to hear?" "What can you tell?" "I know a bit about fairy tales, Greek myths, and ancient legends..." "Then you know quite a lot. Well... then tell a war story." Lydia widened her eyes and looked at him suspiciously. "Are you doing this on purpose? There is no such option!" "No. It seems that you don't know that many stories."

Since they were here as reporters and they needed to write articles once they returned anyway, perhaps listening to an interesting story or two would help them with their writing. With that in mind, the two girls then re-joined the crowd of people who were listening to the Master of the Desert’s tale. The tale itself went by ‘the Legend of Capra Nanny,’ and the bearded man made sure to use his most serious tone while sharing the story.

Not one chained to me. "We walked down the hall into the library. I could hear children giggling as Audra told them a wild story about giants and beanstalks. I smiled as we rounded the corner just in time to see her reenactment of a giant. I let out a laugh gaining her attention. She looked at me in shock before turning to the children.

“…and then the wolf didn’t scratch or bite, because he was glowing—glowing like the moon! So the shadows just ran away crying!” David chuckled at that, shaking his head as Rhea wriggled out of my arms, triumphant in her storytelling. Before I could even take a breath, Niko pressed into me, tugging insistently. I lifted him as well, his little legs kicking in excitement. His story came out in fast, broken bursts, but his enthusiasm filled the room like firelight. “…and then the great Alkim growled so loudly that even the stars listened, and then he—he punched the shadow in the face! With his heart, momma! With his heart!"

”Sometimes I wonder if I’m even doing a good job at this parenting thing,Jayden hates it when I read him bedtime stories…he says he loves when you do it. I chuckled at how helpless he looked right now. “Let me guess…you’re always reading every words on it without stop.” “As I should.” “No…trust me,children love those funny and dramatic gestures a lot…so when reading it…you have to be dramatic when it’s required…that way,it won’t be boring for them.” He smiled at me.”You’re a great mom,Tess.” Gosh…I could feel myself blushing right now. “Thanks and you’re not bad yourself.Even Leah adores you…Aside your awful storytelling…Jayden’s fond of you too.”

Zayn asked, smiling, and Zelda, upon realizing she had lost, began to wail, and kick her legs around. "We're still waiting. When's the story ending?" Tristan asked, and Zelda sniffed. "There's still Goldilocks and the Three Bears. We also have Hansel and Gretel. Then we'll tell Sleeping Beauty again." "We already told that!" Zayn snapped. "Well, we'll tell it again." "We're not telling it again." "Gosh!" Will blurted out, unable to wait any longer. In the end, we stuffed their mouths with goodies, and ran off with them, slung over Titan, and Tristan's shoulders.

“Second-best in the department—right after you. You even had the same advisor.” She sent me two videos. “Watch these. Tell me if they feel familiar.” I tapped the first one. It was a Yale campus event—a public reading competition. Christian stood on stage, fluent and expressive, reading a German version of a fairy tale. My fairy tale. One I’d once made up on a whim. I remembered sharing that story with Gabriel Romano years ago. He’d taken the pages, promised to read them later. That night, I’d seen a photo on his social media instead—

She watched Noble tell the story, really wanting to enjoy the warmth of a family of three here. "I want to listen too." Alina lay on her side on the bed, closed her eyes, and said: "Noble, find something sweet and happy." Noble glanced at her and smiled: "Okay." He had never refused Alina's request. In the nursery, only Noble's voice finally rang out. His voice was deep and strong, very pleasant to listen to, and also very enchanting. Ryan listened for a while and fell asleep; even Alina, who was initially immersed in his story, was also very interested.

Lily scoots closer and leans against my arm. “Tell me a story.” “What kind of story?” “Prince and Princess.” I pause for a moment to think. “Once upon a time, there was a prince who lived in the huge castle. He was strong and brave, but he was lonely.” Lily listens, her eyes wide and attentive. “One day, he found a Princes in the rain. She was lost and scared, and he brought her home. They fell in love and then—” Lily interrupt “That’s like you and that Scary Eyebrow Man?”

"Volunteers for what? Militia?" "No. For the library. Reading to kids. Or shelving books." Cale frowned. "I am not a librarian." "You like books. You like order. You like silence. It's perfect." "Children are chaotic variables. They are sticky. And loud." "They're also funny. And they need someone to read them stories." "I do not know stories." "You can read them facts. 'Did you know the speed of light is 299,792,458 meters per second?' They'll love it."