Why Do People Love Reading Novels & Stories

I wanted him to get back his life so I can go live mine. Feeling bored, I slid into my book and off my E-library. I might be a high school dropout but I knew how to read and I loved to read. Especially romance books. I clicked on a book and started reading. “Oh giving it to the manwhore, I’ve read it, Melissa died.” Mona suddenly said, peering into my phone. I glanced at her, surprised that she seemed to like reading romance books too. I thought an Iron Lady like her might only like reading horror, action or crime based books

Possibly, a father, an uncle, or a brother tried to breed this trait in children who would later enjoy literary pleasure. People, actually, could read books in the public library or school library. But, it was more enjoyable to look for books in this street. There was another reason for it because some good teashops lied in this street. After buying books, one could relax at the teashop, just turning over the pages of the book over a cup of tea along with a pot of green tea. It was also a habit almost every book lover did after a visit to second-hand book shops in this street.

When she stops talking and looks up at him he tells her, “I don't care what you read or watch. I just hate werewolf fiction because it is all a bunch of made-up bullshit.” “I guess so, but isn't that why people read it? They know werewolves are not real, but still they love the stories? They can picture it in their minds and for a while, the world is a bigger and far more wondrous place for them. A place where magic exists and there is more to people than the mind can fathom.”

Sitting on her bed, with crossed legs - a lady in her pajamas reading a book. More precisely, a romance book. In this age, who doesn't want to dream about those fantastical love stories? If it is about transporting oneself to another dimension, isn't it cool that way? Becoming a villain in a story, isn't it thrilling enough to be adapted into a movie? Jade was one of those people, and forever will be. She's an avid reader of love stories and had a large collection of that in her room.

"But that is the purpose of it. Books are designed to give you a wide sense of imagination. They were created so all of us can see beyond the physical world. I am not a good reader but I still can't stop myself from reading a lot of books about keeping calmness in my heart. If you ask me why I read those kinds of books, I will give you a lot of answers you would be pleased to hear." "I wish that was easy to actually do. I am more of a fan of historical books. I like reading about the dark ages and how medieval men lived their lives when the Catholic Church was killing millions of innocent people in the name of God." "So, you do read a lot?" The woman cut me quickly. "I didn't say I read a lo

"It's a collection of love letters from different eras. Each page holds the raw emotions of someone's heart." Liam smiled, captivated by Emily's enthusiasm. "Let's sit here," he suggested, gesturing toward a cozy reading nook bathed in warm light. They settled into the worn armchairs, Emily's head resting against Liam's shoulder, as they embarked on a literary journey through time. As they delved into the world of love letters, their own connection deepened. They marveled at the beauty of handwritten sentiments, the vulnerability spilled onto parchment, and the enduring power of love throughout history.

I bought so many books that I had to build a mini-library in the shop, and that's when Henry began to read them as well. But there was one thing I noticed about the books he was reading. It was always those "abandoned by the woman he loves, so the male lead gets revenge by getting stronger," type. People, in my opinion, read novels that describe a tale that is similar yet wildly different from their own. People who want to fall in love read romance novels, while those who want to be adventurous read adventure tag books. So I had a feeling. "Say, Henry, have you been rejected by your crush or something?" As soon as I asked, Henry had the book in his hands.

Books are oxygen for the literate. For me, there's no other way to breathe. Breathing comes naturally to living organisms. For a nerd with a perfect attendance record and zero friends, air fills my lungs, and words fill my head. I like filling my head with facts, opinions, and fanfiction. There's nothing better than reading Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings fanfics on a Friday night.

I laugh again. "It's so overly done and used, two people who love each other but are too stuck up to admit their love? Why do you like it so much?' "That's just it. I don't like the book itself, perse, but I love how it alone can bring out all these individual interpretations and perspectives of anyone who reads it." I pointed down at him. "And that is why it's my favourite." He nodded his head in response. "What?" "Now that's beautiful."

Sprinted to the door, I pulled it open, not expecting it to open, but it did, causing my heart to swell in joy. Ambling to the shelf, my eyes darted round the various book covers. Fiction was my favorite book to read because the best thing about reading was to be able to escape from your life, to be able to read hundreds or even thousands of other lives. Non-fiction does not have that power, it does not change you the way fiction does. To me, if you are not affected somehow, even if it is the slightest change, you are not reading the right book. I would love to think that every novel I have read has become a part of me and created who I am in a sense.