Novel & Cerita Anthropomorphic Animal Books

she replied her and when she noticed the worry on her face, she said, “Be at ease. There is nothing to worry about.” Like a spell, Amber suddenly felt relaxed and she walked to one of the shelves before pulling out a book. A frown came to form on her face and she pulled out few other books before placing them back in its place. Turning her body to look at the woman, she said to her, “Your library is for cookbooks, flower characteristics and Animal instincts?” “Mm, what were you expecting?” the woman answered, not looking at her and Amber scoffed. “I thought you might have some fictional books with some genres like Teen, Young Adult, Billionaire and Romance but I can’t find any of that right

’ He sniffled. ‘Maybe I can find a way to fix that, too,’ I muttered, scanning the pages of an ancient, dusty book I’d found buried in Moon Chasm’s library. I didn’t find anything. There were old fairy tales, so old they barely seemed recognisable anymore, that spoke of affronted gods casting down their children and making the first wolves. Some were classic tales, like the one about three pups going too near a river and being turned into toads to save them from drowning; others were cautionary tales, warning young wolves away from humans and forbidding any sort of romances between us and them – all in a fun, rhyming sort of way, of course.

I have to walk halfway down the row before I finally enter the plants and animals sections. The first couple of books are on forest plants. Then, I spot a book whose title is 'Herbs'. A short title, but it perfectly suits the book. I flip through the pages to find page after page covered in writing without a single picture in sight. Wanting to cover all of my bases, I search for a book that has pictures of the herbs. Not even five books away, is a book titled 'Herbs Catalog'. Each page of this book discusses a different herb and contains a large image if what it looks like.

Flipping open the book randomly, my eyes skimmed over words that made no meaning to me. I turned around as heavy footsteps approached, only to find Yeti balancing a ridiculous amount of books in her arms. “Found some good stuff—” she paused as her eyes strayed to the book I was holding. “What is that?” “A book?” She walked past me, dropping the heaps of books on the table before turning back to me. “Let me see that.” She said, prying the book from my fingers. “Forgotten Beasts: A Study on the Supernatural.

The fresh, vibrant space made it easier for me to fall asleep. This book room had many precious books that not everyone had the opportunity to read. Most were books written by werewolves, but there were also many masterpieces of mankind. I had only read two books, both by werewolves. From those two books I knew that werewolves' knowledge was not inferior to humans at all.

The students each chose a picture book and read quietly. Jonathan sat by the window, focused on reading a picture book about the world of wild animals, when Teacher Ria walked over and sat beside him, asking kindly. “What are you reading, Jonathan?” Jonathan looked up and excitedly held the book cover toward her. “I am reading about the animal world. It says here that in the A****n rainforest there are pythons that are dozens of meters long. It is really fascinating.” The teacher smiled and affectionately patted Jonathan’s head.

Alice asked suddenly, bouncing slightly in his arms. He glanced at the shelf, then down at her. “Which one? The one with the animals?” Alice nodded vigorously. “Yes! Animals!” He set her on the floor and picked up the book. His voice changed, softer, gentler, as he read. He made different voices for each animal—the elephant’s deep trumpet, the monkey’s high chatter. Alice howled with laughter at the monkey, clapping her little hands. I stepped closer, drawn in despite myself. “You’re really good at that,” I said quietly.

He was still having a hard time accepting the redhead as his son's mate. But Anthony kept mute, not replying him; rather, he walked to the cupboard near the bed. He picked up the books on it, and smiled for a second when he found the book he was looking for. Dropping the other which seemed to a history note on the cupboard, he scanned the animal book on his hands until he found what he was looking for. "Impossible..." He mumbled, as he looked from the feather in his hand, to the bird's picture and tale on the book.

Cannai claimed to furrow his eyes and brows still stocked on the same page. “It’s a fable,” she said as she read the last paragraph of the page. She turns the page. “What? Wait, I don’t understand the paragraphs, what does it mean?” Cannai asks, sounding serious. “It’s all about talking animals that give lessons to the readers. Mostly for children,” Nanami answered and get the book from Cannai’s grasp. “Oh, you mean us? We are foxes that talk,” Cannai said. Nanamai chuckled watching Cannai’s face in realization.

"He's a wonderful puppy, I see you love him very much." The boy started to rant about how much fun he had with his dog every day. Cossimo laughed, "Yeah ... a dog can teach you a lot of things can't they?" The boy nodded with a smile. "They can teach you how to love unconditionally because they love you unconditionally ... no matter what you do, they will always love you." Gonzo came back with the Frisbee and Cossimo threw it even further. "They teach you about loyalty, a lot of humans don't appreciate the loyalty of a dog ... they should learn from it."