Magical Library Book Nook Novels & Stories

“It is a very rare book and I know that there are not very many copies left of it as most of them were destroyed by some that thought the contents gave away too many secrets. It is called ‘The book of Forbidden Supernatural Knowledge’.” “I don’t have that book in my library, but I believe that King Noah has a copy in his Royal library… What are you researching?” “Mates…” “What about mates would be in that book that isn’t in the two I have already given you?” I’m not sure if I want to admit that I am thinking of rejecting my claim over his sister and her claim over me, but then, as I reasoned before, it would allow her to find a better match for herself. I guess I took too long to answer as h

/ Nozomi wasted no time in transforming and leaving through the shadows. While she was out, she questioned her book, “Can’t you books sense or see other magical people in the area? Or do you just choose not to say it?” “What do you think?” “What exactly are you books? Why are you books here? How did you come about? Are all of you the same?” Nozomi wondered aloud. Her book chuckled. “Ever the curious one.” “One day, I’ll get the answers.” “I look forward to that. Maybe then I’ll get my answer too.”

I muttered and shuffled toward the library in search of the tan leather-bound book. Atticus’s library was enormous and the shelves of books also housed different magical artifacts on display. I was warned to not mess with them until I understood their properties. Searching everywhere I was growing frustrated. Heading down the last book case I growled. Not having any luck locating the book I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and raised my arms “Room of my family's bloodline please allow me to enter by showing me the book for your entrance!” Opening my eyes and tilting my head I heard movement down the row of shelving. Going toward the sound I see a tan book sticking out on the bottom shelf.

"Where are you, little star?" She followed the familiar stone path back to their cottage, a structure that looked quaint and rustic from the outside but housed one of the most extensive magical libraries in North America. Books filled every surface, magical tomes that updated themselves with new information, historical texts that showed moving images, research journals from supernatural scholars across the world. Knowledge was protection, according to her father. The more she understood about their world, the safer she would be when the time came to rejoin it. If that time ever comes, she thought, not for the first time.

The Mirabella library was steeped in a rich aroma of well-worn leather and hidden mysteries, its ancient shelves lined with tomes that whispered secrets of ages past. Autumn paced restlessly before the grand hearth, the flickering flames casting dancing shadows across her features, illuminating the pages of the Book of the Veilwalker. The sigil emblazoned in silver on the open page pulsed gently with a faint light, almost as if it were alive, its allure anchoring her attention like a siren's call.

“Come with me.” Winter walked around the library. She then went to the very corner of the room, pressed the room button and made it open. A secret room that holds magic books for tier one witches. The book was flying, unlike the books in the front room which were neatly arranged on the shelves. Helena just found out there was a room like this. Each book was coated in fairy powder, so it could fly on its own. “This is the book!” Winter exclaimed. She reached for a book with a red cover; a book that could show a map of the world.

“How does a library not have any historical books?” “Honestly, I don’t know,” she said, sounding genuinely puzzled. “They’ve never been present any time I’ve escorted you here in the past. But maybe you should ask Lord Kael about it. He would definitely tell you why since you don’t remember, or he could probably provide those books for you.” “I will.” I nodded slowly. “For now, just find me something lighthearted to read.” She searched a few more shelves and returned with a slim volume bound in pale green cloth. “This one is a collection of magical folktales.”

Books about herbs, waters, potions, magic and all sorts of healing techniques, along with history books were my favorite reads and luckily for me this dusty, abandoned library was chock full of em. I slide a finger over the spine of the book I was reading currently, suddenly an image of Zander sliding his finger up and down my spine yesterday night suddenly invaded my mind. I groan and drag the book out it's position on the shelf and walk over to the small chair and desk set up by the window to read. And yet even as I attempt to absorb the meaningful words of information my mind is invaded once again by a certain green eyed Prince.

If Zander got to know about this he would kill me. I tried to find the journal for a spell to make the library look as it was before. I found it on a mountain of books. Going through the book to find the spell was difficult when it was written in so many different languages. I finally found it. Thanks goddess it was written in English. I stood near the library door and chanted the spell. After getting bitten by the book I have good experience never underestimate the power of a book whether it is open or closed. All the decorations and books that were on the floor started floating in the air and moving towards the direction where they were before the hurricane. Within three minutes the whole

My heart thundered like a wild cat inside my ribcage. This book is definitely bounded by magic or some other shit. This looks old, hell ancient and how did I get my hands on it at the first place? No librarian would give me that older book to the new comer like me even if I am an alpha. Now that I think back, the man who gave me the book was new. He didn’t know much about the rules and conduct about the library. Maybe it’s just coincidence. I shake my heads to get rid of all the unnecessary thoughts. Maybe Diana must have done something. A protection spell or something, she already saw the book back in my room and I bet she definitely read the title back then.