Major Hillard Library Novels & Stories

Irina didn’t finish her word, she remembered unpleasant event. Two days ago, Irina stood in front of library’s doble doors, reading a sad announcement that hung on the door. It said that library would be close for few days due to the passing of senior librarian, Mr. Herald, all the library’s staff were mourning and would attending his funeral. Irina knew Mr. herald since she was child, when her father brought her to the library for the first time, it’s Mr. Herald who greeted her and recommended some good books to her. Encouraging her to be smarter than boys with the help of books.

"Of course. I understand." As they moved down the hall, Michael pointed out the offices of the people she'd met at the first interview, Stan Hodges, Ellen Standifer, and John Hemphill. Maggie remembered how condescending they'd been. That will have to stop, she thought to herself. They walked past the offices of several other associates. Michael stopped in front of a pair of frosted glass doors. "This," he began, swinging open the doors, "is our library. It was donated by a very wealthy, very grateful client."

The Harlow County Archive was on the second floor of the public library, which was itself a modest building on the east end of Main Street that had been expanded twice and maintained well and smelled, on the inside, like the specific combination of old paper and institutional carpet that Eli associated with every library he had ever been in.

Our clothes were soaking wet because of the rainstorm and we had to drop by in Giofré’s house to find some clothes to wear. And since almost all of our stuff were stuck there, we managed to change our clothes so we could head to our destination which was the library. Library of Hillford was the oldest library in this town and was the main library of this city. It was one of the largest libraries in this country, containing the oldest—ancient—books that only the Hillford was authorized to have. I remembered, during high school, I had been there once. It was for a research and when we got the chance to use the computers, we found some skeptical files in there that the librarian was quick to no

The motor sounded like it was something straight out of a movie and as Liam pulled out, I found myself giggling. It was a short drive to town hall and the library archive. I'd never been inside the old brick building, but always thought it was cool. Huge white pillars flanked the entrance, the cliché clock ticking away at the pinnacle. The main library, a more modern, concrete structure, stood across the street. But Liam informed me the information I needed was in the older stacks, still housed on the second floor of the municipal building. It felt so small town USA my mood stayed happy until we passed through the main doors.

*** HALLEVILLE CENTRAL LIBRARY The building stood very tall as if kissing the sky, at the center of the town, the name was trimmed onto a portion of flowers in bold cursive font right in front of the library. Someone explained to me why we're here arranging the new books we donated to the library. I huffed as I dragged a brown book of dictionaries towards the assigned shelf. I proceeded to climb the ladder to place them. It was a hassle, but I need my full points to graduate as an honored scholarship student. I stacked four huge dictionaries on my arm and climbed up the ladder, taking a risk just to finish my work as quickly as possible, but my luck ran dry as it came because a dull sting ca

said Doom as we headed to the Herald Library. "Yeah, I would agree. Life here in the Ville is harmless and secure," "Well, living in Reaper's Lair is not bad either. It's just that the lair is designed for Reapers only, hence its dark façade." "I know right, I really abhor that place." "But it actually looks the same with your Ville—from my perspective, of course." "I wouldn't mind. I am fine here." We arrived at the Herald Library, the second largest in the whole Heavenly Realm after Superior Hall. We have a massive library because we also keep a record and archived files. Also, our library was one of a kind.