Why Some People Become Lifelong Readers Novels & Stories

Her passion for literature and her commitment to fostering a love of reading had touched the lives of many, leaving a lasting impact on the hearts of those who walked through the bookstore's doors. Alex, with his unwavering dedication to environmental conservation, had become a respected figure in the sustainability community, known for his innovative approaches and his commitment to creating a better world for future generations. His work had inspired change, sparked conversations, and left a legacy of hope and possibility for a greener, more sustainable future.

A few would just mumble some words I cannot hear but would eventually continue with their own lives. Scanning the bookstore, I noticed that only a few customers were present. Most of them were probably in their retirement age, looking for something to spend their time with. I looked for books about enhancing physical abilities and even strategies for war. I bought all of the ones I found interesting and useful. I hope these books will somehow help me.

I was already looking forward to break time. When bell was rung, everyone rushed to the cafeteria. I chose a seat at the far end of the hall, placed the food made by dad on the table. A book in hand, barely eating but reading. I'm one of those people that became a book lover by force. I find my peace in the books I read. The fictional world is better than my real life anyway. Besides, it would help me hide a bit of my loneliness and sadness.

you know what I'm talking about right? Writing is just a skill, a talent, a gift that is hardly found. Whenever one tells people that they are writers, people just have that glow in their faces, they get surprised, they don’t even know where they could start, but Candice never had those thoughts. Whenever there was a novel to read in her class, she was always the reader,and guess what? She was always chosen😋 such that no one could believe that she has always been a reader of all the classes she was into since grade 2 and she believed that it wouldn’t even change in her very last class of high school, she loved it after all.

I asked her because I knew I did not, I wanted to live, have a wife and kids of my own not because I need them to survive but because I want to have them, care for them and protect them, I wanted to live, something I stopped doing a very long time ago “Well… yes, I guess it is, I guess we all really do not want to die and would find ways and reasons to prolong live but that is similar to fighting the tides, death is a force far greater than all mortals and no mortal can deny it. It is inevitable.” She sounded like a scholar, she was very intelligent I give her that, when I did buy her I noticed she spent all her time in my library, in-fact the only thing she ever asked for was more books, sh

I know it sounded silly or hyperbolic, but it was how I have always felt, even since I was a little boy who didn't understand most of the words I read and would often be seen with a notepad beside me where I put down the words I wasn't familiar with. I have come to realise that it was ineffable— at least, for me— to put in words to anyone all of the reasons why I found reading to be more than just a hobby. I couldn't relate to people who saw reading as just a hobby— to me, it was that and a million other things. All I needed to be pumped at the start of the day was to have my coffee on the table beside me and then a book in my warm hands— there wasn't much I would pick over this.

She scoffed softly, "Of course not. Never… I just wish things weren't so different." "I don't understand that," and I didn't think I was even going to try. "It'll take years for her to get into those books," she promised. "One of the volumes is over a thousand pages. She'll have to read about the ancestors, the Legends-" "The elders are always there to teach her what's important," I was certain of that. Plus, why would I subject my mate to dedicating a lifetime to reading about the past when our future was in the moments of today?

I told her that I couldn't pick just one, to which I added, “She's crazy, Chelsea. What person who appreciates reading can have a favorite? I denied, because it sounded like something impossible. There is a huge variety of categories. No it can not be done. "But there must be one you could read over and over again," she refuted, deeply immersed in the subject, making it do or die. The one that doesn't matter if you know each line by heart, continues to surprise you, makes you lose sleep, makes you feel like you won't find one like it. His blue eyes looked at me carefully.

"Is that a bad thing?" "Of course, it's not. I actually like those people who love to read books. Their minds... I like the depth of their way of thinking. Complex but full of wisdom, and they know to view things in different angles or perspective. In my many years of existing, I have only met some people with that mind depth. Most of them are writers and bookworms." "I also think that way," I said. It really feels good to have someone who has the same perspective as yours. You know, talking about something is different from talking about something that concerns you in a way that both of you have the same way of viewing the topic.

I have been an addicted reader for the whole of my life. I love reading and if a book is written with the best of the characters and intriguing plot lines–it is almost impossible for me to part with it. I think it is somewhat similar to millions of other readers out there. Generally, werewolves love reading. It is just magical as well as essential. A werewolf has to be intellectually sharp or else he is not needed at all. He’d be mocked, looked down upon, and officially banished out of the ‘society’.