Audiobook Library Novels & Stories

- This is good news after all our losses - says the librarian, - I don’t know if the news that I want to tell you is related to all these events or is it just an absurd accident, but let’s immediately go to the library hall, I will certainly have to show a very strange book. - Duk looked at Alud so that he without even asking anything unquestioningly trudged into the halls of the library. Dooku silently watched as waves of bewilderment rolled over Alud's face as he read a book sent to Dooku by a mere mortal named Conrod. After a while, Alud looked at Dook.

The library is by far the most unpopular place in all of Crescent Peaks – most werewolves in town regard books as waste of good trees. As a result, the library became a clean, silent place to spend time in and learn interesting things at the same time. Just as always, Archibald Novak sat at the solitary long table placed exactly in the middle of the building. It was surrounded by bookshelves on both ends – the books in the shelves were sparse for Archibald’s taste, but he had no choice. He was reading a book about warfare as part of his self-studies as one of the zetas in the pack. He was expected to be knowledgeable, especially about military strategies. He was not complaining, but more ref

’ *** In Dorsal Finn library, Agnes Clutterbuck pushed a small trolley stacked with several neat piles of books. As she approached the section marked Historical Fiction, the wily librarian hummed a happy tune in her mild Scottish accent. As she tapped a silver, thistle-shaped ring against the trolley’s tubular metal frame, the leaden air was lifted by light little chimes. The quilted material of her trademark purple body warmer creaked in time with slow casual movements, and her glasses, hanging from a fine silver chain around her neck, danced in the air as she leaned forward to place a Diana Gabaldon novel on a lower shelf.

I muttered " Go inside. Take only school-related books. Reading storybooks are not allowed." she added. " Storybooks..." Issac muttered. " Okay sure," I grabbed Issac's hands and went inside. I never saw a library before. But this academies Library is much bigger than I thought. It keeps on going with twists and turns. After half an hour of searching, I got nothing related to ravewood city while Issac is reading a book that is not related to Ravewood.

Settling down in his chair, Micheal procced to complete his outstanding work when Autumn's table lit up, catching Micheal's attention as his eyebrows furrowed. Placing down his pen, Micheal picked up the table as he stared at the screen in curiosity. Unlocking the screen with one swipe, Micheal's eyebrows shot up in shock and amusement. On the screen was an audiobook entitled 'My Filthy Girl'. Micheal glanced at Autumn, who slept peacefully before looking back at the table as his body tensed up. Glancing down at the headphones that lay on his desk, Micheal forcefully swallowed before he picked them up and placed them in his ear. His shaky finger then pressed play as music immediately filled

Kaya’s POV "Oh, no, no, no, please no!" Aunt Lily suddenly groaned from the direction of the kitchen. I looked up from my book, the one called Beasts of the other Realm. A book I found at the school library actually for some reason. I was yet to find the other. Ara, the school librarian suggested I try the library in town, recommending that it had a rich supply of supernaturalized books or something along the line so of that. Long story short, Ara loved her myths that were for sure.

The rain always spoke to her soul and soothed her heart. She let out an almost indiscernible groan as she spread out the books she had in her arms. Kirkwood Library was well stocked, but sadly did not cater much to those interested in supernatural research. The books they had on the subject seemed sadly outdated and she silently wondered if this exercise would bear results.

All that was gone. One stupid mistake of a witch had cost them everything and I had gone and repeated the same mistake. I sighed, studying the hallway we were walking through. It was dusty and covered in cobwebs. I doubted if anyone came there. Aaron unlocked the door and kicked it open. That wasn't a good sign. The room was filthy and everything was covered in cobwebs. The broken bottles of elixirs and moldy spell books told me all I needed to know. The room had belonged to a witch.

“Move on. She’s not here.” We waited until we were sure they were gone. “I like books,” I told him quietly. “Books?” Aien raised an eyebrow. “That’s a rather wide subject.” “I like stories,” I blushed. “I like learning about the past, reading the stories of other people’s lives and adventures. In Uyan Taesil, there is a library so very full of books that I feel I could read every day for the remainder of my life and never reach the end of them. That seems like a great shame, don’t you think? That there are stories right there on the shelves, on that parchment, that I will never know, and that, perhaps, no one else will either, for I’m quite certain that, other than my father, no one ever goe

The only thing that could be heard in the library was silence, as well as the quiet sound of pages being turned. Azalia and Amos were the only ones here. The immense library of the Adom Kingdom, which was filled with endless shelves full of books, was close to empty at this time of the day. Azalia had wanted to go there in order to change her mind, thus forcing Amos to accompany her. But, as her blue eyes travelled on the pages of the book in her hands, it wasn't on reading that her mind was focused...