Ewa Library Novels & Stories

EVE Agatha came over one Saturday afternoon, with her arms full of shopping bags, her eyes darting with the kind of excitement that usually meant gossip. “You’ll never believe who I saw at the mall,” she announced, collapsing onto the sofa beside me. I was half-distracted, scrolling through pregnancy forums I shouldn’t even be on, but at the mention of who, my heart picked up speed. “Who?” I asked, trying to sound casual. She smirked. “Ian.”

Everyone had known Eshe wasn't meant to stay forever but that didn't make the short notice of her departure any easier to swallow. It was as if Daniel sensed what Eva was thinking. "She's in the library." "Thanks." Eva mumbled before heading back out of the room. Thankfully the packhouse was quiet making it easy to get to the library. Before she even entered, Eva could hear the soft melodic tones of Eshe's voice. Eshe spotted Eva the moment she entered the large library, a soft smile gracing the older woman's face. She excused the guards she had been talking to before walking towards Eva.

Ethan asked, as he swirled between the shelves on the revolving ladder, searching curiously for some books he knew were somewhere in that library; The ones that talked about women analogy. He had always seen Ava come to the library to read some particular books in the past, and she always seemed so deeply engrossed in them whenever she was reading them with a smile. She even wrote out the words sometimes into her book like she was taking some kind of lessons from it. Though he didn't know if it could be related to touching a place in her heart, he thought finding them and reading what it was about might help. "I wanted to make the reports about today, sir," Jesse answered.

Add it to your library please. .

Because the library somehow reminded her of him too. The same leather chairs he preferred. The same faint scent of coffee lingering in the room. The same silence that suddenly felt intimate after all their late.....night conversations. Elyra sighed softly before sitting near the large window with one of the old church files spread across the table. Focus. She needed focus. Not thoughts about Zevarion’s hands around her waist. Absolutely not. Ten minutes later..... the library door opened quietly. Elyra didn’t even need to look up. Her heartbeat already knew.

Lucy Hale I approached slowly, my footsteps light against the carpet. When I peeked through the gap, my breath caught. Elias Ward. His jacket folded neatly on the chair, sleeves rolled up slightly. He was pulling out old volumes and stacking them on a nearby table. He looked focused, flipping through pages and repeating the same with other books. My heart felt restless, eyeing the empty hallway, hopeful that no one came. What was he doing in the Hawthorne’s library room?

Serious. She pushed the door open anyway. The library was bigger than she expected. Tall shelves, heavy wood, the kind of room that made you feel like you were supposed to whisper even if no one told you to. Three of them were inside. Evren stood near the table, arms crossed, looking like he was already tired of whatever conversation he’d been dragged into. The other two turned at the same time. Eira froze. Too late to pretend she hadn’t just walked in. “…I brought food,” she said, lifting the plate slightly like that explained everything.

’ in words, this was quite close. Realizing that we had much more important matters at hand, I released her reluctantly and asked, “ How will we find Eric and Emily now, Eva?” “ Don’t worry about that, Alex. I will find a way. I am going to the library. Will you be alright on your own?” “ You want to read…. at this time?” I asked in disbelief. “ I want to find a way to track and revive them. We have a good collection of ancient books and manuscripts. They have always guided us during perilous times.”

he gave me a small smile and I nodded in return. I left him sitting on the floor, at the encyclopedia corner. We both knew what our goal was, we were not going to stop until we completed it. I guess there was something in common between Beta and Iota after all, their drive. I headed toward the Literature corner, searching for books at the isle of fiction. Our library follows the Dewey Decimal System, so I headed towards CAN. There were four shelves of books dedicated to authors with the surname starting with CAN. I heard myself sigh; this was going to be such a long search.

Storm had told me this was the only place where there were still books on paper; the rest was all digital. "I’d like to know about the war and the Winter Bone pack." I said. Eve sighed, "Well, I can tell you a bit about that, if you like. I'll try to find some books about the history after if that's fine. " I smiled at Eve, "I’d love to hear it." She looked around the library and closed the doors. "Okay, so this is a secret. I trust you to keep it to yourself." I nodded. "I will keep my mouth shut."