Eloise May Library Novels & Stories

“God I love a man who reads,” she breathed and laid her head on the desk, spent. * * * The sex out of their system—for the movement, at least—Eleanor and Daniel made diligent progress on his library. Daniel sorted, reclassified while Eleanor dusted the bookcases in question and reshelved the newly Deweyed books in proper order.

Routine meant no surprises. Luca climbed into his chair and watched her with quiet focus. “You’re staring,” she said lightly. “I’m thinking,” he replied seriously. She smiled faintly. “About what?” He dipped his spoon into the oatmeal with exaggerated care. “About how books smell.” She blinked. “Books?” “Yes. The library ones smell different from the house ones.” Elaine’s chest warmed despite herself. She had taken the librarian job two and a half years ago — one of the few positions available in Castelbianco that required minimal background checks and no curiosity about her past. The town library was small, tucked into a converted stone building beside the church.

It’s been a week since this little break was given to us, and there’s only a week left before we finally go back to our school. Amelia and I were happy and content with what we have as of now, and there was no day we weren’t seeing each other, but today was the first time we wouldn’t. Me and my friends were inside Eve’s library. It might not be seen in her outward appearance, but Eve loves to read classic books and anything fiction. She has her own library both on the first floor and second floor of their mansion.

Fifteen minutes passed. Yoursa had just finished dinner, so she decided to return to her room. But when she passed by the library, Yoursa saw Oliver in the place. With curiosity, Yoursa decided to enter the library and see Oliver, who was busy looking for books on the top shelf. "What are you doing in my library?" asked Yoursa, not liking the idea of Oliver entering her library. Yes, it was Yoursa's library that Matthew's grandfather had gifted her when she was ten years old.

I guess you don't really judge a book by its cover. “Would you like to rest a bit milady before we continue?” “Nah, I still have more than enough strength to continue.” I rejected. “Nmm, where should we head next?” “The library.” Eloise voiced, “She would love it.” I certainly did indeed loved it. I was a lover of books, and I wondered why I hadn't thought to ask about the library. The library was very large, with shelves filled with books arranged neatly and sequentially. There were sections for each genre of books, history, fiction, lifestyle and the likes.

“But I heard they have dance classes in the evening.” “Ooh, we should go then” Mia said. She looked already excited at the thought of it. “I’ll join if you do,” I said. “I might come just to watch,” Jordan spoke with a wink. Elisa rolled her eyes. “Of course you would.” After that, we found the library on the east side. It’s building was tall, made of red bricks, and large glass windows. We stepped inside, and the air was cooler than warm weather outside. The smell of books filled our senses.

Audrey walked behind May, watching her step. May had kept her gaze in front and didn't even turn to see if Audrey was coming with her or not. She was walking like someone In a hurry and had only stopped when they entered into a big room that was obviously a library. Audrey gasp, looking around. She had never knew about the Library! Everywhere was neat and the books were all neatly arranged. It was obvious that these are ancient books. "Wow!" Audrey says, but still May didn't reply nor look at her. She stopped at one of the book stocks and slowly push a particular book and surprisingly, there was a door!

Knowing Otis would scratch to be let back in when he was done, May closed the door and returned to the living room. Not wanting to leave a mess for Molly, she grabbed the vacuum cleaner and began cleaning up Otis’s fur from the carpet. Once she finished, May found herself puzzled when Otis still hadn’t returned. However, not wanting to jump to conclusions and further fuel her anxiety, she decided to wait in the library and distract herself with a book. Perhaps the newest novel would take her mind off her nerves. Light on her feet, May walked to the library and stepped inside. The room, with its large windows, took on a different character at night. In the daylight, it glowed warmly with oran

Isabella's POV Eli never went back to the office. He called his partners at 5:03 a.m., told them to reassign every case on his docket, and by the time the sun rose over the lilacs the estate library had been transformed. The long mahogany table was buried under colour-coded folders. Three whiteboards on wheels formed a semicircle, covered in timelines and arrows in Eli’s terrifyingly neat handwriting. Jayden’s laptops glowed like a NASA control room.

Elias didn’t let me rest long on the table. My body was still pulsing around his cock when he pulled out, a fresh trickle of his cum leaking from me. He lifted me like I weighed nothing, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me deeper into the restricted section, the rare books room at the back of the library. The heavy door creaked open. Inside, glass cases held priceless first editions, and tall rolling ladders leaned against the highest shelves. The air smelled older here, dust and leather and secrets.