Librarian Fantasy Novels & Stories

Above them there was no sky, only a vast expanse of grey, fading into black in the far distance, broken by innumerable spheres of mirror silver that floated serenely through the 'air'. This was Michael's first visit to the higher dream worlds. He had spent a week clamped in 'training wheels', as he referred to it, stuck in the near Astral plane. Julia wanted to be sure that he understood the basics before letting him go further. He had used the time to 'improve' Lucy, and had discovered that the way he wanted her was not as far from what she was as he had thought. After a few nights work making dream suggestions, Lucy was a complete slut with exhibitionist tendencies, a strong liking for bon

I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library. Libraries were meant for smart people, brilliant people who were trying to embrace their full academic potential and become the next big person in history. Not for people who wanted the thrill of testing their ability to make out in silence and distracting the rest of the clearly sensible people. “Do you two mind? Some of us actually come here for important busin—” I stop halfway in my whispered complaint when my eyes landed on the boys huge veiny dick grabbed tightly in the brunettes fist. His hand was underneath h

Kinks: Blackmail fantasy, public risk, oral worship, glasses kink. In the hushed, dimly lit expanse of the grand library, the scent of aged parchment and dusty tomes filled the air. The soft hum of the fluorescent lights overhead cast a cool glow on the polished wooden floors. Among the towering shelves, Laila, the librarian, was engrossed in a book, her eyes hidden behind her thick-rimmed glasses. Her fingers traced the pages, her cheeks flushed with a secret pleasure as she lost herself in the smutty tale.

Lucan believed the underground ruins hadn’t been fully mapped—that there were still doors hidden beneath the library, sealed with blood-bond magic only Seraphina could open. As the day wore on, Seraphina couldn’t concentrate in class. Her fingertips itched with dreamlight. She kept seeing flashes of other lives—herself in a red gown, her fingers dripping with glowing ink, runes circling a cracked stone table. She could hear Lucan’s voice in those memories, sometimes laughing, sometimes screaming. Sometimes both at once. By nightfall, the line between past and present was paper-thin. — They entered the library after hours through the west gallery. Lucan moved quickly, lifting a panel beneath

The space was vast, filled with tall wooden shelves that stretched from wall to wall, every inch lined with books. “Ugh, the library’s never been my favorite place,” Anna muttered, glancing around with slight distaste. Just then, a woman approached them. She looked like she worked there, wearing a name tag and a warm smile. “Good morning, ladies. What brings you here today?” “We’re looking for ancient historical fantasy books,” Rhea explained. “Specifically anything about mystical creatures.” “Oh, we’ve got a few of those tucked away. Not many people are interested in that section anymore,” the woman said, already motioning for them to follow her. “They’re quite old. Some pages might be miss

The zipper of Lila’s crimson dress slid down with agonizing slowness. Cool air kissed her spine as the silk parted. The woman—call her Jade, from the emerald flash of her gown—peeled the fabric from Lila’s shoulders, letting it pool at her feet. Lila stood in nothing but black lace panties, sheer thigh-high stockings, and the heels that made her legs look endless. The man—let’s name him Victor—circled her slowly, eyes raking over every exposed inch. His gaze felt like a physical touch.

The guilt was eating me up inside. “I’ve been reading a few books from their library.” “You, read?” Sasha asks, like the thought of me reading was blasphemous. “Yes. Read.” I glared at her. She raises her hands up in surrender, muttering something about just being a girl. “They are interesting fantasy books.” “Ohh, fantasy, I’m in.” I rolled my eyes knowing her dirty mind was the one active here. “Not that kind of fantasy book. Real fantasy.” “Real fantasy. Like wha—“

She looked up as we crashed onto the marble floor, her eyes—one gold, one silver—studying us with interest. "Well," she said, her voice like music and thunder combined. "This is unexpected. Escaped prisoners, a dying human, a guilt-ridden fledgling vampire, and—" Her mismatched eyes fixed on me. "—the little witch who opened the door. How fascinating." She set down her quill and stood, moving with a grace that made it clear she was something far more than human. "Welcome," she said, spreading her arms, "to the Library of Lost Deeds. I am the Librarian. And you, my unexpected guests, have a choice to make."

“Section of imagination. What an odd name.” “What?” Silence. She must have her attention fully on the books in the shelves, thought Lucas. “Don’t take your time too long, we can come back later.” Irina showed herself at the aisle in between the standing shelves. “Where did you get all these books? Do your kingdom doesn’t have a library?” His answer came as she disappeared, back to the inner corner again. “We have. Actually, I stole those books from every library amongst the three kingdoms.” Reappearing on the same place, Irina showed with eyes that had turn wide looked at Lucas. “I married a thief.”

"Come along. Some interesting stories are waiting to be told." Jay got up on his feet and followed the Author out of the room. As he expected, everything was made of words, even the servants in the Palace. It seemed the Author was the only celestial being that wasn't made up of words. Jay followed the Author walking on the long hallway until they reached the door at the end of the hallway. The Author opened the door, revealing a gigantic library with unknown numbers of brown-leathered books on the shelves. The library size seemed to be endless as it stretched further down Jay's sight. Hundred of servants working the library. Some of them arranged the books, carried some books from shelf to s