Allen Library Novels & Stories

“This library is only accessible to the Alpha, Beta and Gamma families. It’s got the same type of fingerprint scanner as our apartment.” I didn’t want to sit at the desk, so I grabbed a few of the books and sat on the large couch instead. Easton kneeled down to take my shoes off before sitting beside me on the couch. He turned sideways a little and pulled my back into him so that I was laying against him and could position my legs to hold a book. I propped one of the books open on my legs and began to browse through it.

“I like the idea.” They left the lecture room together, walking across campus toward the main library. The silence between them was comfortable enough, though Alicia’s eyes kept darting toward Kevin. He was infuriatingly calm, hands in his pockets, posture confident. When they reached the library, Alicia stopped in her tracks, awed. The building was massive, its design intricate, almost regal. Towering shelves peeked through the glass walls. Gold letters engraved above the entrance gleamed in the sunlight. “This place is huge,” she breathed.

Whatever he would even think about a cancelled study session. I pull on my Yale hoodie, pick up my annotated copy of The Great Gatsby, and go. Sterling Memorial Library looks like a cathedral that someone decided should also contain books. Vaulted ceilings. Stone archways. Windows that filter afternoon light into long pale rectangles across the reading room floors. The whole building operates on the unspoken agreement that serious work happens here, and the students bent over tables throughout the main study area seem to have received that memo without needing it explained. I find Eli immediately.

Outside, he saw the ad playing something that caught his eye. "Do you desire to contribute to the betterment of humanity? Come join us at Excel! As a side benefit, there's also good salary and bonuses. All people with knowledge are welcome!" Allen looked at it longingly and then went to a library; it was time to do more brain work till the night. The Sun's rays were yet to hide when he entered the Grand Library. He met his friends, the old books, and the faint lights. After hours at the library, he did some stretching to get rid of the stiffness from sitting too long.

Students were already settled into their classes, leaving the empty hallways quiet except for the distant sound of teachers lecturing. Zack pulled Anna toward the library entrance, his steps quick and confident. “Library is empty this period, Mrs. Andres always takes first period for a coffee break,” he said, glancing at his watch. He pushed open the library doors, the familiar scent of old books filling the air. The main room was empty, bright and modern. Left of the entrance are several light wooden tables paired with matching wooden chairs. The chairs were neatly pushed in. To the right of the entrance and extending into the back of the library, there are multiple tall wooden bookshelves

BUT THIS ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅• IS PRESENT DAY. ANYWAYS, PLEASE ENJOY! ༻☆✫☆༺ The Goodwill library was a sanctuary of knowledge and silence. Tall wooden shelves lined the walls, filled with countless books that whispered secrets of the past and promises of the future. The soft hum of the air conditioning and the occasional rustle of pages turning created a soothing atmosphere. Students were scattered throughout the library, some hunched over their computers, others buried in textbooks, all lost in their own worlds of study and contemplation.

Anna nodded, jotting down a line in her lovely pink notebook. In the afternoon, the wind is cool; it is not sunny; the air is gentle. Anna went to the library, sat down at a table by the window, and picked up the books from the table. Now, about half an hour from the meeting time, Anna wants to come early to visit the library of the most prestigious school in this city. The Medrano school library is divided into three separate sections, in which Anna is sitting in the third section, for 10th grade students.

I clearly heard the instructions Sain gave them and that is not something that needs to be delayed especially now that they already figured out the Mafia Romano. I took a deep breath. "Does the library located in the west wing?" I inquire. "No, it's in the north east at the end of the hallway near the-" "Got it," I cut him off. "I'll go get him" I smile and turn around. I already where is that library he is talking about. That's the place where I heard Nicolai and Sain talk about Laurent Alcatraz.

A small part of me didn't believe any of this but I wasn't ready to call his bluff yet, till I knew my family would be safe from whatever Aiden was planning. “Take them inside the library,” Ellie ordered as we got to where she sat. Silently, Hayden and I followed Jon as he led to a door and pushed it open. The library’s interior was entirely different from the large room we had been in a few seconds ago. The interior had a serene feeling with its high ceilings and large windows that let sunlight pour through the panes. The walls were lined with wooden shelves that stretched to the end of the room, packed with books of every shape, size, and color.

“Of course. A good Alpha must have a good library.” He opened the door. I gasped. The library was huge. It was three floors tall with shelves that reached the ceiling. There were ladders on wheels, soft chairs, reading tables and lamps that glowed gently. Sunlight streamed through tall windows and made the dust in the air look like tiny stars. “This is…” I could barely speak. “Amazing.” Lucien watched my reaction with a smile. “I thought you might like it.” “I love it,” I said without thinking. “I love reading.”