Allen Library Novels & Stories

and I closed the link, I turned to see he was linking Addison. It's been twenty-four hours and we were doing our own thing, Addison went with Lily and Michelle to meet up with an old friend and Lora joined me with Bolt and Roger to go to the ancient library. I filled her in on what I was doing and she understood, that if we could find out the information, we could help the guys get the closure they need and Rusev can avenge his family. The library was at an old church that was underground in a vault, there was an elevator that took us at least twenty floors down and I was impressed. It was like a huge mall with plenty of books and scrolls. They were staff all around and you would never expec

ALINA Before they all left, one of the maids had taken the liberty to show me all around Dante's gothic yet heavenly mansion. The brilliantly lit hallways stood awe inspiring in illuminating our paths. I couldn't keep count of how many doors I was being led into. From Dante's study room, to the room which had all the cleaning supplies installed in them to the laundry room, the magnificent spacious library with beautifully designed shelves that looked like they were carved from the finest of woods. They were arranged alphabetically in rows and different books were stacked in them. The library had this aura of ideas, imagination and knowledge oozing all over as a result of the different antiqu

m. Jax, Oliver, and I went back to the packhouse while Matt stayed in his office. The Library is on the left side and extends from the first floor up to the second. Light wood bookshelves were strategically placed close to the walls to create space for sitting areas. The light grey carpet muffled the footsteps, providing the readers with a quiet environment.

' "I'll be there, Dom." I waited until he left for his "lacrosse practice" before heading to the library archives. It was 11:00 PM. The archives were tucked in the basement of the North Wing, a labyrinth of dust and silence where the university kept the rare architectural blueprints. I had the keys because of my scholarship. I needed to upload the final 3D renders of my thesis to the main server. It was my ticket out of this gilded cage. The air in the basement was damp and smelled of old paper. As I reached the heavy oak doors of the restricted stacks, I heard it.

Their reception and centered sitting area was as big as the Morrison's pack house. They hung giant chandeliers made of deer antlers. My eyes caught the attention of a room. It was filled with books and long spiral staircases, but what intrigued me the most was that it was filled with plants everywhere. The center sitting area didn't have many plants because Alarick explained that kids and teens mostly hung out in this area because of the free wifi. But the library was like an indoor forest, filled with bookshelf after bookshelf—books of all kinds, including historical archives of their pack on the very last floor.

"You can read them facts. 'Did you know the speed of light is 299,792,458 meters per second?' They'll love it." Cale considered this. "The library," Cale said. "It is a controlled environment. Alphabetical organization. Dewey Decimal System." "Exactly. Structure." "And it is quiet." "Usually." "I will... investigate," Cale said. "I will perform a reconnaissance mission." "Just go talk to the librarian, Cale. Her name is Mrs. Gable. She's nice." "I will assess Mrs. Gable." "Good." Elion finished his bowl. The milk was bright blue.

The prolonged sufferings kept tormenting Rowena, even in her dreams. The Supreme Alpha couldn't shake the thought off. Dean stood alone in the west wing library, surrounded by shelves older than most packs in the kingdom. Leather-bound volumes filled the walls from floor to ceiling, their spines marked with fading silver runes. Dust drifted lazily through the shafts of light that slipped between the curtains. Few people knew this room existed. Fewer still knew what it contained. “The Moonborn Archives.”

If only she was Vixen. I stepped into the library, Libby immediately coming into view. She bowed on spotting me. “Alpha Kael, welcome.” “I see the Library is empty, as always.” She nodded. “No one comes here anymore. Everything they need is on the internet most times.” It was probably for the best. The pack house library contained crucial information that shouldn't be made public. Especially the archives. “The founders day celebration is nearby. I need the book of historical records.” “Oh, the book is in the restricted section of the archive.” She pointed to the closed door on the left.

Lars didn't feel like receiving another 'sorry' either way, so he didn't press on. In the lower area of Librarium, a spherical mechanism was erected on the center. It was a complex magitech structure riddled of revolving gears, and its inside was glowing in same lilac color as the force field that shrouded Librarium. It was guarded by several members of Alliance that greeted Lars and Rachelia as they passed them by.

Every time my boots clicked against the marble steps, I kept bracing myself for another text to buzz against my hip, another threat counting down the hours until it got dark outside. At the bottom of the stairs, Alexander led me straight into the library. It was this huge room with floor-to-ceiling glass windows looking out over the city, packed with dark mahogany bookshelves that went all the way up to the roof. The whole room reeked of old money, heavy leather, and wood polish. Two older guys in slick charcoal suits were sitting at a big conference table in the middle of the room. They had stacks of neat, identical papers laid out in front of them with terrifying precision. A heavy silver