Librarian Novels & Stories

Sociology 101 – when someone expects less of you, you tend to get away with more – made up by yours truly. Mrs Peterman was the Academy's grouchiest head librarian in all of New-Man history. What luck to have been caught by her! Donning my luckiest pair of underwear today didn't help much. Lady Luck must have been jealous by how good I looked in red briefs. What a prissy existence! Before I had time to scowl, Mrs Peterman's high pitched keening had me cringing. "Titus Crowley! How many times must I remind you that students are not allowed to access the

“ .. Pardon me mam.. I was just in a hurry. Kindly issue me this book." She approached the issuing section and reported the name, number and code of book along with the other credentials to the librarian. “Well, sign here." ordered the librarian drifting a pen towards the girl. She hastily signed the paper over there and before she could leave , the librarian spoke once again getting on her nerves... " Since, it is a prohibited book according to your course, so I can only issue it to you for two days. You have to return it back before day after tomorrow. Otherwise , get ready to pay the heavy fine

Picked up his library card and went to the librarian. "Ahh, Harry? You want to borrow another book?" Greeted Lis, a girl aged 25 years and 2 years older than Harry immediately stood up as she looked at Harry who was walking towards her. It was no secret that the librarian liked Harry so much, that even Harry himself was confused about how the girl knew him. Harry was uncomfortable dealing with him but forsake of Kirey. Harry was willing to face Lis for the books that Kirey had borrowed. The reason he came to this library was also to be able to lend Kirey a lot of books.

Casper asked. Rex sighed and said, “There are things that even I do not know. The old librarian will soon be handing over to his son but whatever secrets he would pass on to his son, he is going to share with us. Meet our old librarian, Linux Blade.” An old man whose hair was all white, walked into the conference room. Though old looking, his stature and countenance exhumed strength and he still had the appearance of the traditional Blades. He took a seat beside Rex and said, “This is what was passed down to me from five hundred years ago.” He dropped a big book, the size of an encyclopedia on the shining luxury conference table

Lars didn't feel like receiving another 'sorry' either way, so he didn't press on. In the lower area of Librarium, a spherical mechanism was erected on the center. It was a complex magitech structure riddled of revolving gears, and its inside was glowing in same lilac color as the force field that shrouded Librarium. It was guarded by several members of Alliance that greeted Lars and Rachelia as they passed them by.

Susan said and flipped through some more pages, which were full of grey names, and stopped at the last name in the long list, which was in dark green ink, and pointed it to Madam Pince, who read and recognized it. 'Irma Pince - Librarian' "It's my name. And above it is my predecessor's name." The librarian said. Some names above, she noticed another pair of names that she recognized very well, the first of the two was in grey ink, the second was in dark green ink. 'Albus Dumbledore - Headmaster Minerva McGonagall - Deputy-Headmaster' With that she noted the pattern of the book too, but Susan explained it anyway. "The names in gr

“This is my mate, Alpha Killian of the Nightshade pack. Killian, this is High Priest Corbin, his soulmate, Margot, and their daughter, Belle.” I shook their hands, including little Belle’s, and told them hello before we headed into the building they were standing in front of. It was an office building and a library. It smelled of books and ink. I could hear people moving around in the library while papers shifted in another office space. We followed them into a small office space and closed the door before we all sat down. Corbin was behind a desk piled high with papers, scrolls and books. This place was a mess, but I bet he could find what he needed even in the clutter.

He can't sleep at all and is not planning to drug himself to sleep like Renata and Alexa did. The library was thick with old mahogany and shelves full of well-worn books long held in high esteem. He traversed between the bookcases that looked like they could have reached to touch the azure ceiling. In spotting a volume, the sound of somebody’s presence startled Dionysus. There, standing tall with his blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, was Gilbert Gardier. He was every inch the lord of a library, self-possessed but authoritative, standing tall in posture with the book clasped before him and his reading glasses.

A slow smile lights up her face and she nods, preening lightly, “Well, I was going to say congratulations, on the Moon Jubilee. It was spectacular, and there’s really no other word for it.” I smile indulgently, “Thank you very much. I’m glad everyone enjoyed it.” She nods and looks away, this time with a slight blush coloring her cheeks, “I also wanted to ask if I could help you with what you’re looking for. Is it a work of fiction or some bit of pack history? I’m the assistant librarian, and we barely get anyone in the library lately, except for the random few of course.” I heave a breath of relief when I hear that because hells, I was starting to get a littl

Somehow I ended up climbing stairs and reached the third floor and here I pushed open a random door and ended up in the library. Just great. This is where more sheep come to hide from the popular sheep! But it was almost empty except for the huge rows of shelves filled with early book editions that would make the National Library jealous. There were so many books and many of them were leather-bound. Somehow the architect had made the library like a big sphere and the center isle cut it into two halves and that diameter led to the librarian’s desk. The librarian was a sleepy grey-haired woman with glasses who had her nose buried