Librarian Fantasy Novels & Stories

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

He came to realize how desperate he was to save trivia 's life, yet still, his very own life in the hands of a woman who betrayed him years ago was the best choice he could make. “Good enough..you but not solid, you will not become a slave to me? When exactly did you slave away? When you see me, that's all you see? Wicked magic and sorcery! Witches flying over on broomsticks and yanking out propels souls to eat? Having people's fingers for dinner just to maintain our beauty because we mainly look like ogres?” Faedra asked her gaze stone cold while she filled in her complaints; she still couldn't believe that all he saw was her as nothing other than an evolving monster.

Master Buckins muttered, furrowing his brow in distaste, “Well of course we do, did you now here the count of books I told you we possessed?” “Would you mind getting some to speak about those?” Rex added, winking at Lacey while Master Buckins was looking at shelves muttering. “I do not think I would like to deviate from the current lesson plan” Master Buckins responded, straightening his posture, turning back to Rex and Lacey. “I understand master librarian, you do not wish to show us something you do not have” Lacey added in sneakily. “Something we do not possess, young lady, I could show you over 30 books on creatures you would never hear or know about that reside in this library!” Master

Red hair contradicts the librarian's depiction of long white strands, and I find standing with my mouth agape. Evander waves a hand in front of me. “Liliana, are you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “I almost did.” “Excuse me?” he asks, cocking his head. I shake mine and force a smile. “Nothing. Thank you for sharing, Evander. Now if you will excuse me, I need to go to the library.” I step away from a confused looking Evander and make my way back to the library once more. The librarian had claimed that Venus had white hair. That piece of information was crucial because it linked the artist to the Sorceress but Evander had said otherwise.

This she would do until she was ready for bed. Linda’s house was filled with books. Overburdened shelving units lined the walls, but they were unable to contain her collection. Books were stacked up all over the place, creating literary towers that she would weave through as if a labyrinth of knowledge. Books were Linda’s passion, and in them she found a portal to other realities. She could live other lives, be other people, have epic adventures and torrid romances and thrilling battles. To the outside world she was what her grandmother would have called a spinster, a forty-three year old woman who’d never been married and hadn’t even been on a date in the last ten years, no children and no

the librarian spoke as he arranged them in a particular order, “are in the reading order. You should get all required information in book one, but you can more information in others as well.” “Thanks,” Arthur muttered. “And it would be great if you can keep this between us,” he requested. “You are my lord, sire. This is all yours,” the librarian pointed around. “People don’t need to know when you take something that is already yours. It is your business, not theirs.” And with another bow, he left. Arthur was all alone in the library. It felt haunted. Arthur knew he should read all the books the old librarian had left for him, but something in the ominous environment made him sleepy.

The librarian asked him to sit down for a talk. “Man, I run this library and I know which books are here. I know that you read those books so don’t try to decieve me. I’m gonna tell you this just once. You’re not fiction, stop reading those fictions and stop trying to act like them.” “Stop it. I just enjoy reading them.” “You are a werewolf. I know it.” “Werewolves are not real.” Anthony countered. “You are not fiction. It is not a figment of your imagination. You’re a werewolf,” Yugo, the librarian told him. “and that’s okay, because…”

“Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?” Sophie nodded eagerly, already breathing faster. “Yes. God, yes I do.” Lucian looked at me. His eyes were still furious, he must think i’m stupid. Unfortunately, this was the only way out. Trapping another soul would protect me from being caught. I picked up the most forbidden book. “Shadows of Three” : a story about one powerful man claiming two willing women. As soon as I started reading aloud, the magic surged. Lucian’s melted into dark hunger. “Then let’s give her what she wants.”

She looked like a **Librarian**. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am the one who files the 'Failed Realities,'" she said, her voice soft and kind. "I am the one who watches the stories that nobody wants to buy. And I’ve been waiting for a character to step off the page for a very long time." She walked toward us, her candle-light illuminating the titles on the shelves. *The Age of Iron. The Silent City. The Garden of Thorns.* "The Aethel-Group thinks they are the authors," she said, looking up at me. "But they are just the publishers. They find beautiful things and they try to package them. But you... you found the violet ink. You found the original source."

I'm not sure what the others are gonna use as an excuse though. "From what I've been able to find out, Abyss is an organization of anti-magic. They want to steal all the pure magic and turn it dark, and this will give them the power to control all magical creatures and corrupt the world. It basically will poison Mother Earth until it is uninhabitable," Kathrine explains. I really don't remember her saying any of this... Is this new information? Or am I really missing some of my memories? I look over at my best friend cuddled up to my brother and she looks confused too. So this isn't just me, right? Unless there is something out there that is trying to wipe away our memories of this Abyss thi