Lars Larson Books Novels & Stories

So he took advantage of being home on sick leave and spent whole days on his laptop, searching the Internet across the globe for the most reliable sources possible. Maria, after long conversations with her husband and Miguel, let herself be persuaded and promised that she would find some way to contact Nadir, but the search was more difficult than she thought. Firstly, Maria didn't know exactly what to look for, and secondly, where, after all, she didn't know anyone interested in something like black magic and summoning demons. But one night the answer came to her by itself, in a dream in which Maria saw quite clearly the book she was looking for and a spell that would help her contact the c

Lars was in the fourth section, the contact network, pen in hand, face arranged in the focused and still expression he wore when he was processing something significant and had not yet finished. Roman read for two hours straight. He turned every page. He read every annotation, every sourced reference, every documented contact across twelve years of patient, and methodical tracking. He did not stop to make notes. He read the whole thing first and understood it whole. When he reached the last page, he closed the folder. Set it flat on the table. Sat back in his chair. Lars looked up. "Someone has been watching this man for a very long time," Lars said.

He was looking at a book that was 10 inches thick. This wasn't the first time Keelin had seen Lars reading, but it was the first time she'd seen him so focused. He read it so intently that she walked up to her and still didn't notice “Lars” While calling, Keelin called softly on the tabletop At this moment, Lars looked up at her with surprised eyes "Since when did you come in?" “Just come in, what are you doing so focused on?” Lars closed the book and leaned back. "I met a vampire today"