Book Basement Novels & Stories

"Oh and regarding the books you would like to purchase for our lessons, you should see the ones I have first to know which and which is left." "Oh that's awesome!" I smiled. "Where can I find them?" "They are in the basement. Darius, would you be darling and go with her? They are in the corner with your old toys." She said to Darius. For the first time in forever, I saw Darius' cheeks turn red. "Mom! Are you kidding me? You kept our old toys since we were kids?" "Well I wanted to give them away but you guys were so attached to it so--"

"You can say that. So I knew very well that Mathew won't be a good leader and he won't have a good ending if he sat in the Chairman position." I glanced at Bite. Bite was bitten to death by vicious dogs. It was a very cruel death. How could a boss of a company end up this way? "We are here." Bite's words snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked at the library in front of me. "What's this?" "This is the entrance to the basement. Did you see the dull book in row three?" "The third book?" "Yes. One needs to push that book in order for this library to move. A row of stairs downward would appear behind this. But for us, there's no need for that."

After a couple of deep breaths, he gripped the broom handle and started down. The basement had originally been two separate rooms, but he’d had the contractors tear down the dividing wall to make one large, open space. He’d been told the owners of some of the older homes in the area had their basements converted into wine cellars, but Brad wasn’t much of a drinker, so he had decided to transform his basement into a library, a monument to his personal addiction. Against the walls were tall bookshelves that stretched almost to the ceiling. Along the top of each wall was a runner with a rolling ladder attached to it, giving access to the upper shelves of each bookcase. The only breaks were for

Massive rows of bookshelves stretched all the way up to the vaulted ceiling, looking like giant maze walls in the dark. "Where did Emily hide the journals, Lisa?" I asked, keeping my voice to a breathless whisper. "The restricted basement," Lisa said, pointing toward a heavy iron gate at the back of the room covered in glowing red runes. "She spent her last three days before she vanished researching the academy’s original layout. She found a blind spot in the basement floorboards."

he said. A little while later, we found ourselves in the basement of the building. Liam unlocked the door to a small room at the end of a hallway, and I was immediately hit with the scent of musty books and the taste of dust in my mouth. “These are the archives,” Liam said as he flicked on a yellowish fluorescent light. “As you can see, they haven’t been maintained in some time.” I coughed, waving a cobweb away from my face. “Good lord,” I rasped as I looked around at the half-rusted filing cabinets and stacks upon stacks of books and papers and old newspapers. “This place looks like it’s been abandoned for years.”

Holy. Lena closed the door, her hand skimming the edge as if shutting a holy vessel. She did not rush to turn off the lights. Rather, she walked between the shelves, letting her fingertips trace worn spines and whitened covers, breathing in the scent of paper and years. The bookstore was her sanctuary. Her cathedral.

“Oddly, no. I was sure they wouldn’t waste time attacking us. After all, we’re the only people here now.” “I will not look a gift-house in the mouth. Let’s just check the basement and move on.” Gemma unlocked the basement door in the butler’s pantry and turned on the lights leading into the basement. The basement layout divided itself up into several rooms. One of which held wine and spirits. Another storage for preserved foods. They hadn’t used both rooms for a long time. The last rooms held more storage, laundry, the last held electrical, furnace, and water heater. Nothing much looked touched and clearly no artifacts, or research. “That’s disappointing. Let’s see about the second floor. We