Harry Hole Books Novels & Stories

Then I add, “But I’m not in any rush to be a grandmother.” Noah chokes on air. Emily snorts in the front seat. Raven bursts into laughter. “Trust me,” Raven says, wiping her eyes, “I’m not ready for that stage of life either.” The tension breaks. Just for a moment. Just long enough to breathe. Grace and Liam are already hauling my books into the dining room when we arrive. Stacks and stacks of them—old leather-bound grimoires, Warren family journals, spellbooks, prophecy collections, everything I’ve ever studied.

At least he didn’t actually kill me. My phone was destroyed. Screen completely gone, glass everywhere. I crawled over and picked up the broken pieces with shaking hands. Sick feeling in my stomach. “Don’t worry,” a voice said from the corner of the room. “We’ll make a hundred more.” I froze. In the darkest part of the room, where the shadows were deepest, something moved. A massive pure black wolf stepped out like he’d been part of the darkness itself. His eyes glowed faint gold. Kael.

There was a table. Books stacked on it. Not like the ones I used to see at home. These looked older. Some of them had markings on the covers I didn’t understand. I walked closer. My fingers hovered over one of them before I touched it. The cover felt rough. Worn. I opened it slowly. The pages were filled with symbols. Not letters. Not words I knew. Shapes. Lines. Things that looked like drawings but weren’t. I frowned. “What is this…?” I flipped a page.

The rest of the busy room always seemed to blur into static whenever he looked at me that way. Dangerous. Very dangerous. Harmony suddenly gasped, her fingers tightening violently around her books. "Oh my God." I shifted my stance away from her. "What now?" She pointed a rigid finger toward the heavy book still sitting on the shelf between us. "The creepy history book." I followed her gesture, my pulse quickening slightly as I read the faded gold lettering on the spine: The Founding Families of Black Hollow. Right. The entire reason I had wandered over to this dusty section in the first place.

I hated fighting with Bernardo but each time I remember what he did that made us fight this time, it just made me angrier but still I love him, and seeing a childhood photo of the both of us together with our fathers made me emotional. I couldn’t stand there looking at the same picture all day when there was so much to explore so I reluctantly walked away. “I think you guys will want to see this so come upstairs. The third room.” Harry’s voice came from upstairs, alerting us that he might have found something that would be of interest to both of us. Helaine walked out of the room that she had been in holding a book. “What’s that?” I asked her. “A children’s book.” I made an ‘oh’ with my mout

The greatest people that ever walked through this gate. Tom smiled, then walked away. Harry scurried behind him. As they advanced inside, they turned to the library. When they got in, they saw the librarian chatting on her Android phone, a headset over her head. When she noticed their presence, she smiled at them both, then pointed towards the Author's Catalogue. Tom nodded and walked over to the direction. Harry noticed they had a new librarian, he didn't know this one. On getting to the Catalogue, Harry noticed a little girl in purple skirt and top, and a purple sweater over the top. She was swallowed by what she read that she was oblivious to her immediate surrounding. Harry observed the

Something that will change his life forever and perhaps, take him closer to his destiny, or far away from it into the cold hands of death. Harold rearranged the dispersed mound of books upon one another, this time, away from a lose brick in the wall. Strains of dust that had previously been on the borders and fringes of the yellow-paged books; in layers, fluttered off them as Harold moved them, and they glided in the air, obeying gravity as they did. He sneezed twice as he carefully placed the last book on the top of seven others, then he glanced at the dim rectangular hole that was burrowed into the wall.

The full detail of what happens is in Harry and Brooke's book! ^ I really hope that makes sense aha.

Chapter Twenty-four **** I should have known this day would come. From the moment Harry’s eyes met mine in the shadowed library corridor, something in me shifted. He wasn’t like the others. He wasn’t like Jason with his fiery intensity, or Kael with his unshakable loyalty, or Raven with his storm of secrets. Harry was quiet, calculated, and dangerous in a way I couldn’t explain yet. And now, standing at the edge of the training grounds, I watched the tension turn into something real.