Layton Library Novels & Stories

“You’re very welcome. And, by the way, make sure Lennie doesn’t see you go up there. It’s not that you’re forbidden to go. Brandon just uses it sometimes. If she does see you, let her know I gave you permission to use the library.” It sounds like a dangerous offer, but I would love to see the library, regardless. I watch Mr. Katrakis push the trolley outside. After cleaning, I walk to the third floor and reach the library. I turn the knob and grin when I find that it is open. I breathe in awe as thousands of books appear before my eyes. It’s so beautiful! The library’s floor is polished, and it has a granite fireplace and a comfortable, well-worn sitting arrangement.

Lucas taps on the map, curving his lips, “the brother doesn’t have the right answer either.” “No way, Damon said he picks her up every night.” “Yeah, on the street in front of the library,” Lucas chuckles, shooting me a taunting look, “Does that necessarily mean that she was in the library before that? Nope.” “What do you mean?” I frown, “Why would Lilith even lie about it? Damon and she has only each other, and she would never--” “Calm down, I think I know where she is,” Lucas takes a turn, putting us on the busy street where we already see the tall tip of the gothic-looking library, “One last question: Your friend, does she attend bars normally?”

“They will be fine, the path between Moonlight and Dark Forest is well patrolled and safe to begin with. It’s the one upside to living away from the majority of the hustle and bustle of Humans and larger cities.” “I know. It’s just weird not having him around.” Tristan’s hand wrapped around mine, tugging me into his side and wrapping an arm around my back as he guided me, without any resistance, towards the library on the 5th floor. It was the Luna’s Library and housed the more important books and papers. Things that would not necessarily be left in a place that could be accessed by just anyone. “We’ll be more likely to find something useful in this collection than the main library.” He smil

“ I need to go to the library to take a book for the next subject , The teacher said that he will lower our points if we did not have that book . I nearly forgot about it . Aron , you also need to come with me . “ said Ayla . “ Can’t you take the books yourself ? “ asked Aron . “ I can not take mine , myself . I can’t take yours as well . The librarian lady won’t allow me . “ said Ayla . “ What a pain ! We need to go to that stuffy room again . “ said Aron who was really fed up with the library . “ Ha ha ha ha ! My brother has never been so much in a library before . It’s understandable that he is annoyed . “ said Amra with a laugh .

he said. "We can go to the pack library. It's the best place to start if you're a tourist. Besides, there's everything you could possibly know about Alpha Bennett there" I said innocently. Luan smirked and nodded, driving to the location I had given him. *** After 20 minutes, Luan pulled up in front of the library building. I got out of the car and looked towards Luan. "Let's go" I said He got out of the car and we entered the building together. In the first room there was a kind of gallery where there were not only thousands of books about the history of our pack, but also huge screens with pictures of other packs and details about them.

"Please let me know as soon as you find anything useful. Anything at all. If there is any way I can help, I will. Perhaps I could even go to the library with you." "Alright. Come with me. I don't think we have something better to do at this moment." Freya nodded and followed after her, and they soon got to the big building. "Which book would you like to read today, your majesty?" The old librarian asked her. "My lady." He greeted Freya. "Do you know if I can find books on lycans?" Luciana asked.

I had to make things right, not just for Olivia and the twins, but for everyone. Picking up the phone, I dialed Layla’s number, hoping she’d have a solution for one of our most significant losses—the library. Layla’s pack had a long history of maintaining the largest collection of books and scrolls in the region, and I hoped she could lend her expertise. After a few rings, Layla’s familiar voice greeted me. “Nathan? To what do I owe the pleasure?” “Layla,” I began, my voice strained with weariness. “We need your help. The library’s gone—destroyed in the last attack. We’ve lost countless records, books, and ancient texts.”

Layla exclaimed with a bright smile on her face, oblivious to the librarians’ suspicions. Layla confidently walked to the anthropology section, ready to find her answers. She first started in the symbol section, slowly skimming through each book as to not miss what she’s looking for. Each book was vastly different, some being new releases with what only seemed to be myths regarding the symbols as make belief, and others old enough to conjure up the creatures they speak of by themselves. Yet none of these books had what she was looking for. As she walked down the aisle, a dark blue book poked out from the top shelf; catching her eye almost like it was magnetically drawing her to it, and every

This is ridiculous. Greta chuckled. "Well, that's the rule. As a matter of fact, all the books in the library contain some information you couldn't get anywhere. Of course, information varies on every floor. That's why status was important to enter the library. The higher your status, the higher the floor you could access. There are 12 floors and the top two floors need a Royalty Membership Card and as the name suggests, only the royalties can enter that floor." Information. My instinct told me I could find clues about Leonora Moon in this library. I must enter this library no matter what.

Mr. Lloyd and I arrived at the library. The downtown library was five stories tall. Being a weekday, it wasn't crowded, but finding someone I'd only met once in this 30,000-square-foot building seemed nearly impossible. After two hours of searching with Mr. Lloyd, we came up empty. Maybe she hadn't come today? It would make sense - having her important belongings stolen might have left her in no mood for reading. Disappointed, I headed back to the car with Mr. Lloyd.