777 Books Novels & Stories

I walked through the back door and into the east garden and I stood in the middle of it and I breathed through my nose until my hands stopped wanting to shake. My wolf rose up slowly inside me. Fully, this time. Like she had been waiting for exactly this moment to finally take up all the space she had been denied. The letter was still in my pocket. Heir to the Lycan throne. Fifteen days. I pressed my hand flat against my chest and I made myself a promise I had no intention of breaking. Damon Voss had spent seven years making me small. He had fifteen days to enjoy it.

I walked out from my apartment, ready to study. I have 3 classes for today and then I'll just go to Jayson's office. "Elsa!" I turned to see Kevin. "Hey Kev, what's up?" I asked. "Uhmm.. do you have that book? The big one and it's green." He said as he tried to remember it. "Yeah I have it, it's the perspective book." "Yes! That on. Do you have it?" He asked. "Yeah, I have it at home. Text me, I can bring it to work later."

“This is the thirteenth largest library owned by Herald.” I was greeted with tall shelves that were full of books. Wow. Our school library or even our town library couldn’t compare to that repertoire. Has Sean read all of the books there? Maybe those were business books that’re full of graphs, economic statuses, and etc. They say that a CEO’s average read in a year is 60 books. Awesome, right? After all, learning doesn’t stop after graduation. “All of them are literary books,” she said. I smiled. So that meant they’re all stories?

I let out a long breath I didn’t know I was holding, and walked toward the library. The room was huge, with tall shelves reaching all the way to the ceiling, filled with thousands of books. There were books about history, science, art, and politics, but most of all, there were books and files about business, finance, and power. They were arranged perfectly, organized in ways that made sense only to someone who knew how the world worked.

There was a ladder which the library workers used to access and take care of the books, and I wondered just how many books were held in this library. Billie led us deeper until we got to an empty hall. "It's huge, right?" she said, taking in my expression. "I once got lost during my first few times here." I found a small rag and dusted the large desk, while Billie took care of the seats. "There's probably a billion books here," I muttered, and she smiled. "Thirty thousand four hundred and twenty-one," she said, and I furrowed my brows. "What?" "Thirty thousand four hundred and twenty-one," she echoed. "That's how many books we have in here."

“What do you mean?” Voodoo’s eyes narrowed speculatively. “The other books in his library were in Spanish, but this one wasn’t. It was also thicker. Fifteen books for every shelf. That’s how many books he had on his shelves.” Logan clears his throat and arches a brow. I can tell that he, like me, is wondering if Voodoo is sane. “What does the book have to do with anything?” I ask in hopes that he’ll clarify further.

Hanin asked while looking at the amazement of the books arranged neatly on the bookshelf. Jeno sat on the chair of the study table, he then nodded while opening the book lying on the table. "Yes, all the books are mine." replied Jeno. "Amazing!" Hanin was amazed. Didn't expect Jeno to be that good in the book. Jeno even has a book as many as 2 full shelves when he is not even 7 years old. "Are all these books your parents bought?" Hanin asks again, he still wonders why Jeno can have so many books. Doesn't that guy get dizzy reading this many books.

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”