James White Library Novels & Stories

“There’s a bookstore that stays open late.” Emma turned toward him. “Now?” James shrugged. “Just briefly. I want to walk.” Emma nodded. “All right.” They parked along a quieter stretch of road. James lifted Ethan carefully, letting the small head rest against his shoulder. Inside the bookstore, the scent of paper and old wood greeted them. Soft white lights made the shelves feel like corridors of time. Emma wandered toward the section of notebooks and journals, her fingers brushing spines until she paused at one with a simple cover.

“Go ahead. You’re the Great Elder and have the right to enter the library chamber as you please.” “Alright.” James nodded and left toward the main peak without any hesitation. The Doom Race’s library chamber was behind the main peak.

James informed him handed him an iPad with Melissa's recent activities. "Ms White has been meeting up with the people who worked with her father, requesting for financial statements and her fathers last movements before the accident. First it was her fathers former secretary, and though it was a secret meeting, our men were able to follow her undetected. If she gets any information about the organization, or gets any closer, they will kill her." As he explained, he looked at Mark knowing how hard it could be, dealing with an investigation that threatened the people close to him. Though James was is assistant, he was his close friend too, having worked together for many years way before he to

Immediately after breakfast, Iris asked James if they had a library where she could pass the time reading books. She wasn’t a big fan of books and didn’t read as much as Lia, one of the maids back at the Taylors' mansion but there was a limited number of things for her to do here and the library would be the perfect place to avoid Luca today.

she said aloud. “What is the meaning of that?" Michael asked. "It is the biggest universal research library in Germany and one of Europe's most important universal libraries," Savannah smiled, delighted to pose as a first class tour guide. "Currently, it has over ten million books and ranks among the best research libraries worldwide. It is rich with history and contains one of the most important manuscript collections of the world, the largest collection of incunabula worldwide. In English, it is called the Bavarian State Library. It is where we are going to find answers about James Blackwheel."

BETH The party is dying down. "Fancy a nightcap?" asks Richard. "Mmm, yes, good idea." We order a brandy apiece, and make our way through to the library. James is there, reading, sitting in a leather armchair by the fire, long legs outstretched in front of crackling flames. Richard, frowns, his eyes meeting mine. "I thought he´d be upstairs with..." he murmurs. "James? Is everything alright? We thought..." My husband´s words trail away.

"James, I brought your file." A deep voice rang out. Everyone turned their heads. Seeing Desmond arrive with a group of people, James stiffened in fear. This time, Desmond had brought quite a crowd to Summit Academy. Realizing the severity of the situation, James quickly stepped forward to greet him. "Mr. White, what an unexpected honor! What brings you here today?" James reached out for a handshake, but what Desmond placed in his hand was a brown envelope. James glanced down at it, and his name was printed on the front. He asked, "Mr. White, this is…"

Some women might not be so happy for his quick turning away but nobody complained when they looked at the numbers written on the cheque. “Send her back. I am not in the mood.” The voice was harsh, washed the whiskey down his throat for the second time. “Hm, but this woman was sent from John White. She’s kind of your taste.” James gave more details in case the boss wanted to change his mind. Leonard sent a cold gaze to his bodyguard. He recognized the name ‘John White’. The owner of a luxury pub in the city. His long-term debtor. He sent women every time he could not pay interest!

, he huffed stressed. The others snickered at his exasperation. * Rinzen followed James easily, ignoring the other's conversation, "Why underground?" he asked quietly. "It was the safest way to hide the path to the library", he answered vaguely. "The library?" he asked quietly. James nodded, "Hale Academy has more than one library to her name", he stated, "But the one for the school, is normal I guess", he paused, "About as normal as a magic school can provide that is", he muttered somewhat amused, "Though it only holds reference books, and books related to the course load, and testimonial based pamphlets, and the likes, the remaining books a student usually brings and there's techno-magic t

James is careful not to introduce me as their Luna which I am grateful for. The walk to the library is a short one. I look up at the building and it appears to be the oldest building in the entire town. The outside is completely covered in red brick with large white pillars that stand at the entrance. As we walk into the building the smell of musty old books hits my nose and I breathe in deeply. The smell of books is one of my favorite things. James gives a wink to the young woman sitting behind the main desk and she blushes a deep shade of red, but when her eyes land on me she narrows her eyes. As we pass by the desk, I whisper to James, “is she a friend of yours?”