Love In The Library Novels & Stories

I knew what was going on and I couldn't resist. My pulse got faster and my temperature – higher. My lips parted slowly and I let her in. Her tongue... Her saliva... And her face were mine for seconds. So there we stood, in a deserted dusty and dark room – out of bound to students, with one of the biggest bullies groaning in pain and the other, knocked out, and me, kissing a… vampire – The love of my life. "Ehm ehm!" Amaya brought us back to reality as she stood at the door.

’ Maria pondered over Nina’s words, then added, ‘Why did you sleep with him then? What was the use in lying. When the heart is involved it seems a futile exercise. ‘Because I love him,’ She reached for a peppermint from the goldleafed dish on the onyx coffee table. ‘You do crazy things when you’re in love. You agree to stupid conditions just to be with someone.’ ‘Wow! I guess I’ve never been in love.’ ‘Who’s never been in love?’ The small figure loomed out of the darkened shadows of the lower deck.

She loved her family and she even loved the Pack. Although she was very grateful and very loved she couldn't help but feel like something was missing from her life. Something she couldn't quite figure out. When the end of her walking stick tapped the door to the library Eva stopped walking and stuck her hand out. Her fingers searched for the braille words on the door that read library. When they did she smiled to herself and pushed the door open. As she walked in her smile grew knowing she was all alone in the library. There were no sounds of hearts beating in here and she let herself breathe out in glee.

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

I pulled out the card to read it before he came. "My love for you is like a flower, it blooms every day. from the moment I set my eyes on you, until this day. I promise to nurture what we have and protect you with all I have" it read. it was handwritten making it more romantic, I held on to the letter smiling at the words. I thought he didn't like me. I had tried not to think about the marriage or my choice all day but thinking about it now, Ibrahim seemed deliberate and sincere. "Ma'am Mr Mukhtar is here to see you" Flora said over the landline interrupting my train of thought.

The beautifully written paragraphs painted vivid pictures in my mind, allowing me to momentarily forget my own worries and immerse myself in a world of love and possibility. The book weaved a tale of sacrifice, forgiveness, and unwavering belief in the power of love. Each turn of the page brought me a renewed sense of hope, reminding me that even in the darkest of times, love had the ability to heal, to mend broken hearts, and to bring joy back into the world. As hours passed, my heart felt lighter, and the weight of my concerns seemed to fade into the background. The library had become my sanctuary, serving as the bridge between the harsh realities of life and the enchanting realms of imagi

he muttered and made his way inside the library, he was sure the girl didn't know who he was because just like the rest of them, she would have flirted with him Emiliano said a few charming words to the librarian lady because he took a few books and his due date for returning them had passed, and hence it was a crime, but he knew just what women like to hear even if they were young or older, they all fell for sweet words and compliments "Aww how lovely, don't worry I'll spare you on this one"the lady said with giggles and Emiliano smiled faintly as he shoved the books inside her little cabinet just as someone pushed him from behind

God, that woman is insufferable. I’m making my way back to Rivers hotel when I pass a flower shop, I stop at look at the flowers and I pick a bouquet of sunflowers, yellow tulips and a few daisies. River is going to love this. I pay the nice lady at the shop and leave my tip for the café in the jar and walk back out. I get back to her hotel in what seems like 10 minutes. I go up to her room and let myself in with the key she gave me. I set the bag and coffee on the counter and walk into the room. I don’t notice River at first, all I hear is the sad song from the romance movie playing and that’s when I see her.

"Too noisy and crowded." She chuckled, took the pile of books from my hand. "I've to be somewhere right now. I'll come in an hour. Handle the library, okay? Nobody is here." I nodded at her. Sitting on the floor, I arranged the books back into their right place, brushed my fingers against their spine. Why couldn't love be like books? At the end of the day, I knew it would hurt me, but yet, that hurt was too sweet, but this. How to react when the person you loved couldn't trust you? Had I done something to doubt my love?

Vera followed us, carrying the books she had already read to return to the library. Janus didn’t need a tour. He made himself at home instantly. Vera and I exchanged glances, looking at Janus strolling around as if he owned that place. I rarely came to the library in my previous life. “Do you want another tragic romance?” Izumi, our royal librarian, asked. She stood on the other side of the circular library desk, intricately carved and styled out from the rosewood. I looked at Vera, who blinked at me blankly and innocently.