Novel & Cerita Halo Librarian

the message read. “This is my chance to find out what Alma is up to, I can't miss it” I ignored Haze's message, slipping my phone in the pocket of my trousers. I gently pushed the door open, the library was illuminated by the soft glow of a crystal chandelier, Heavy drapes covered the windows. The air was filled with the smell of polished wood and old paper. I've always liked the library, its towering shelves that were filled with books that had secrets to share, although I hardly ever come to the Hernandez library, I wonder what kind of books they stacked in here.

I couldn’t wait to finish the novel and then upload it to Zoodago, the sight where I published my works and had so many loyal readers. As I typed, a sharp voice cut through my concentration. "Humans aren't welcome in this section of the library." I looked up to see a stern-faced librarian glaring down at me. She had on round black glasses and a plastic-looking hairdo pulled back so tightly, I could see the strain around the edges of her face. Her eyes were cold and completely filled with disdain. "Excuse me?" I stammered, taken aback by her hostility. "You heard me," she snapped. "This area is reserved for special students. Not humans."

If someone wanted something from the other side, they would need to walk all the way to the end. Miracle scanned the list of book references hung at the information counter. History, history, history—her eyes lingered on the titles. And they soon fell on the librarian as he stopped tapping the keyboard, responding to her presence. "Yes? How may I help you?" he offered his assistance. "Oh, hey." Staring at his black lanyard, she looked for his name. "Thomas? May I know where can I get history books?" "History?" His elbow slipped, knocking the plastic mug off the table and onto the floor. "Oh shit!"

I slapped myself awake and walked towards the entrance of the door. As I walked, dragging my feet across the hallway I notice one of the classroom doors open. It happened to be the librarian’s office. I sneak over to the office and here someone talking. There was no mistaking it, it was Haylee. I peek through the door and see Haylee reading some sort of book. Her fingers seemed to trace each sentence giving her the ability to read. Haylee was a nerd so there really wasn’t anything I found unusual about the scenario besides the fact that the only school librarian we had did not come to school. It seemed Haylee snuck into the office to read. She really was a big nerd.

"Your Highness, the librarian already left and this place is already secured just like what you ordered." I removed my heels before entering the library. Fara was holding my heels before she locked the entrance door of the library. I immediately walked towards the area where the history books of the Sylvestre are kept. My eyes landed on the bookshelves with the crest of the Imperial Palace, it's exactly the same as the past. This area has always been a secret one since these books are totally the most powerful weapon against the Empire. Fara followed my command of using the name of Hades to break the security inside the library. The librarian is such a strict old man in the past, without the

"The Alpha family has been collecting books from all over the world for hundreds of years, and since you enjoy quiet places, I thought you might love to spend your afternoon reading in here." Hazel stepped into the library, her mouth opening slightly in absolute awe as she looked up at the towering shelves that reached all the way to the high, painted ceiling, where a beautiful crystal chandelier hung down to cast a warm, golden glow over the entire room. "This place is absolutely beautiful, Chloe," Hazel breathed, her face lighting up with the first genuine smile she had worn since arriving at the pack house, as she walked along the shelves, her fingers lightly brushing against the spines o

Mira grabbed my arm and yanked me behind a taller shelf, both of us squished together like sardines, her fake mustache tickling my cheek. “Shh,” she hissed. The footsteps stopped right next to us. I could see the edge of a cane tapping the floor and then this soft, raspy voice that belonged to Sable Reed, the blind librarian who somehow always knew exactly where you were even though she couldn’t see shit. “Students,” he said, calm as hell, “this section is for advanced research only. If you’re not here for a specific title, I suggest you move along before I start reciting the overdue fines policy aloud.”

Misty’s temperament seems harmless to her, but with his genetics, that could be a false sense of security. Acheki walked to the holographic desk and reserved a private study room. He held out his wrist. The robot librarian scanned his wrist, pulling up his library information. In a robotic tone, it repeated what was on the screen. “Jalefel Acheki. Return book date, march eleventh. Book One Day and Night: the carnal diaries. Book Two Chasing Spirits. Book Three Living in the Human World.” He covered his face. It wouldn’t have been a problem if he was alone, but someone else heard his reading list. He glanced at her briefly. Akaisha wasn’t paying attention. The robrarian unlocked a private roo

"Hale monitors incident reports. An unbooked room with structural damage filed the morning after someone placed you in that corridor, and it wasn't difficult to figure out." "Does he know Lyra was there?" Kael asked. "Lyra logged her faculty access card at the third-floor library entrance yesterday afternoon," Mira said. "If Hale checks both logs, the answer is yes." Kael finished eating without tasting anything. Hale's office was on the third floor of the east wing, a large and neat room with floor-to-ceiling shelves and a wide desk that always held the same items in the same positions. Two chairs are in front of the desk, a single window behind it, and a small cabinet on the left wall that

“I think so too. Everyone attests to how smart he is. He isn't one known to forgive either.” “Well, we'll keep our fingers crossed for now. My wolf is begging me to run but I don't have a good feeling about it.” Shelly gave me a side glance. “There's something special about your wolf. I feel for now you should calm down pertaining to letting anyone to see your wolf. I know the perfect person to ask.” “Who is that?” “Her name is Hilda, she is the librarian of the headquarters. She seemed to know so much about everything when we met.”