Novel & Cerita Little Library Of Banned Books

She looked nothing like the old librarian she was used to with her big spectacles and prominent wrinkles on her forehead. “G-good morning, ma’am!” Millie greeted the lady with a timid smile. The librarian lowered her specs and studied Millie like she was a police officer. “What can I do for you missy?” The lady spoke in a harsh tone which seemed natural for her. “Uh… I was just wondering, is the book called, The Art of Poetry available right now, ma’am?” Millie asked her. “The Art of Letting Go is the only one available, but if you want to see it in the big picture, you can just go into the movie house…” The lady blurted out, chuckling a bit.

I close the door quietly. I spend an hour in the smaller library looking at the books. He has everything. Fiction. Nonfiction. Art books. History. A whole shelf of poetry that looks like it has never been touched. I pull out a volume of Mary Oliver and flip through it. Someone has dog-eared a page. I read the poem. "Wild Geese." I read it twice.

This book was the only one I had come across so far that may be helpful. ‘Wait, wait, wait, hold on a minute! There is a secret room in the library? And who is Pipsqueak?’ Josie asks. ‘Yes, the library keeps all the forbidden and banned books there. It was like a military operation to get in there without being caught. Pipsqueak is a friend from school. You all know her.’ Everyone gives each other a confused look. Zak passes the spellbook to Flint. ‘I read in this book that curses can be made from relics and placed in bedrooms. So Nina and I searched her room when you guys knocked and startled us. Nina slipped, I caught her, and you all saw the rest.’

It would have been better if she didn’t do this at all, rather than offering herself to a cheap dirty five minutes man which she didn’t even enjoy, he left her still feeling unsatisfied. “Oh sweetheart, give that to the staff at the entrance of the library. It means you have access to the library for a lifetime, and you can even read books from the restricted area. Orla smiled softly on hearing that; maybe going this wasn’t completely a waste. Apart from the fact that she didn’t need to worry about a new library card, she could now access the restricted areas; it was a part of the library that contained banned books and books on supernaturals that everybody didn’t have access to.

The title and some space to store some things in the game are good too…but…’ The system interrupted his thoughts “Kindly read the book “the things that are permissible to bring in the library” before you read anything else. This is the number one book that is most read by the past leaders and now you would be the one to carry their legacy….Con-gra-tu-lations.”

Ellie’s POV The restricted section was tucked behind a heavy door at the far end of the library’s upper floor, sealed with a lock that required the pass to be handed to the librarian on duty before she would let you through. The room beyond wasn’t large. It smelled like old paper and leather, and the shelves were packed tightly from floor to ceiling with books that looked like they hadn’t been touched in years. Some of them didn’t have titles on the spines at all. A single window let in a narrow strip of afternoon light, illuminating dust motes floating in the golden shaft.

He hissed, staggering, but didn’t drop the makeshift weapon. Books exploded from the Librarian’s chest like shrapnel—fat tomes spinning end‑over‑end, paperbacks whistling like bricks, and loose pages turning to razor‑edged confetti. “Down!” Grant shouted. We hit the drift. A dictionary the size of a concrete block shrieked past my ear, slamming into the ground where my head had been, crushing a mound of pages into paste. The librarian reared back, chains writhing. “AUTHORS ARE RESOURCES,” it thundered. “NOT OPERATORS. NOT FREE.”

Ella’s POV Over the next few days, when I wasn’t helping Anya with preparing for her date or taking care of Lucien, I was in the library. By the third day, I had managed to bribe the librarian into giving me access to the restricted section, a portion of the library that was typically reserved only for official pack business. The restricted section had yielded a few promising titles at first. I found several texts right off the bat on bloodline afflictions, and even one book on ancient curses.

Everytime a book catches her attention, she would pick it up. There are a lot of books in different kinds of litsrature. Some were about history, a guide to a better archery, how to properly handle a sword, steps in forging an armor, and etc. There were even books that are forbidden to be displayed in public. They were mixed among books that were displayed in each shelves. Those were books that aside from this library located in an alleyway, no other library dares to display those books in their shelves. Naomi also wanted to have her hands on one of those forbidden books but she dared not to.

I was done with my touches fighting the inner voice telling me I was doing too much just to go and read in a library where I was banned. Now you might wonder why I was banned, and it's not for the most popular reason. I was a quiet reader. It so happened one day, after I discovered the library in the Darkmoon manor. I went in there to read just like every other person does. My coming into the manor was not accepted by many and the lord over them all was Lucas who still had this resentment against me, back then when we were still younger wolves. I was always fascinated with whatever that was written in a book and it so happened I stumbled upon the art section.