Kendall Young Library Novels & Stories

I watched her disappear among masses of students before I myself got out of the car. I hastily headed to the old library where I found Khan waiting on the old worn out stone staircase. The Library had been designed to look like a Greek Pantheon, like the one in ancient Athens. It was no longer in use because a mysterious fire had almost razed it down. It was under reconstruction at the moment. Khan was in a long tweed coat that reached his calf. His face was a frown of deep thinking and uncertainty. “Khan,” I called him as I went up the old stairs.

He tells me, seeming almost shy. I walk through the pathway, taking in the bursts of colours surrounding me. I decide to pay attention when we're heading back inside. I look back at Kaiden but he's still standing where I left him, allowing me to explore. "You can bring books here, I'll show you the library next. Or the movie room." He says. "Not that it's put to much use," Kaiden mutters under his breath. "You like to read?" I question. He shrugs before answering, "Sometimes."

It was a library—an enormous one, with towering shelves that seemed to stretch endlessly, filled with books of all shapes, sizes, and colors. “This is the pack’s library,” Caden explained. “Everything you need to know about werewolves is here.” I nodded, letting my gaze wander over the rows of books. There was something almost magical about the place, an energy that seemed to hum in the air. Caden gestured for me to follow him as he walked deeper into the building. We stopped in front of a massive iron door. He pulled out a card and swiped it across a panel. With a soft click, the door creaked open.

Since there was really no reason for me to stay in the hospital wing at this point, the three of us decided to move to the library immediately. The library is a 50 foot by 50 foot room, in the southwestern courner of the castle. You can enter the library from all four floors of the castle, it is a four floor library. The first floor is mostly for the children, there are bean bag chairs, and a daily storytime, all the text books the older kids need for school, the packs history books are all here, where the kids can use them for school. Plus the storybooks and fairytales. It looks like most libraries, the walls are lined with shelves, and there are rows of shelves around the room, high window

“I checked again during class. One of my old friends said she’s in the library. She usually spends her breaks there.” “Let’s hope she hasn’t left,” Kehlani murmured. The library sat at the far end of the building, tucked behind a heavy wooden door that muted the outside world. Inside, it was silent, except for the soft hum of the air conditioning and the occasional shuffle of pages turning. They entered quietly. Rows of shelves stretched before them, each one crammed with books and shadows. Kehlani scanned the aisles while Sandra whispered directions. “There,” she said, pointing toward a corner desk tucked between the fiction section and the windows. A girl sat hunched over a thick textbook,

Angela admitted; "since your education is progressing very quickly and to congratulate you, I have decided to take you to the Library of the Peak, in the town of Breddon" I jumped up from my chair, overexcited by this news. Angela and Keith had been telling me about this library for, I would say, two years, and every day I dreamed of visiting it. Apparently, it would be one of the most grandiose libraries in Edios, maybe even in the whole world, if I were to leave out the royal libraries of the countries.

Then the two went up to the library side by side after saying goodbye to the parents. "Mom, Dad we just need to talk something." "Sure, go ahead." Mr. Ruiz waved his hand in agreement. Meanwhile, as Candy was sorting out the wedding invitations she noticed that the guest list was not there. She remembered that she had left it last night at the library so she hurried out of the room and walked down the hallway to the library. The library is at the end of the hallway next to a guest room. When she was in front of the library she heard two men talking inside. She recognized one of the voices and she was sure it was Kenneth. From the small opening in the door she peeked at who Kenneth was talkin

School was over, I didn’t see why I couldn’t have my phone. “So what do you want me to do?”. I asked. “We’re going to the library. Miss Young needs some books sorted and you’re going to help her”. “Remember I have a broken hand”. I frowned. “Yes but you still have use of the other one”. He smirked. “Okay”. I rolled my eyes picking up my bag. “You head to the library and I’ll meet you down there”. He went back to his computer. The library was empty not that I expected people still to be here. Picking the first table I dumped my bag and went to find Miss Young.

BUT THIS ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅• IS PRESENT DAY. ANYWAYS, PLEASE ENJOY! ༻☆✫☆༺ The Goodwill library was a sanctuary of knowledge and silence. Tall wooden shelves lined the walls, filled with countless books that whispered secrets of the past and promises of the future. The soft hum of the air conditioning and the occasional rustle of pages turning created a soothing atmosphere. Students were scattered throughout the library, some hunched over their computers, others buried in textbooks, all lost in their own worlds of study and contemplation.

He pumped his fist into the air, gave a hoot of victory. I raised one brow. "Excuse me, this is a library." He slapped his hands over his mouth. Sniggered. "The magic section is over here. You can follow me if you want." "Sure." I looked around the cathedral ceilings, all of the walls covered in books of every shape and size imaginable. "What's in all these books?" Young Kord snickered. "Every book we've ever read. We have an eidetic memory. If it comes in written form, we've memorized it."