Modern Library 100 Best Fiction Books Novels & Stories

It wouldn't kill to explore. It was a library. A very very sad library. The only books here where history books not any type of history but vampire history books, school books, and some war novels with some mystery books here and there. Looks like their taste in books suck because why? Why would someone's library lack romance, sci-fi or even fantasy even though it's one. "Are you done crucifying my books?" Damian said slowly i didn't panic because i already knew he was there. "Nope not yet give me a second" i held my hands out "yhup I'm done" he laughed as he walked closer.

For being totally relaxed, free from unnecessary anxieties is one of the best ways of sustaining a healthy pregnancy. As he took the couple and their daughter around the house before going to show her her bedroom, they were thoroughly amazed at the level of furnishing involved in the whole sections of the house. The kitchen had the most modern gadgets and state of the art utensils. Each of the bedrooms had its own toilet and bath, furnished with beautiful tiles and the most elegant washbasins, sinks and bath thubs. The blinds and curtains were of most exquisite designs with the most royal appearances. The place was indeed meant to represent what a modern home should be. By the living ro

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I looked around the large library on the fifteenth floor of the office. Two years I worked here, I never visited the library because of course work is more important. Besides being used as a display, this library is usually used for programmers who want to work in peace. If Big Man's secretary hadn't taken Rhysand and me to the library, I might have been the only employee who had never visited this room. I love reading. Reading novels. The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now.

It has never been my goal to impress my sister with anything I do. I scroll through the books in the library until I come to my favourite section, Mystery. I always love the thrill that comes with not knowing what's going to happen next. You can make it more interesting for yourself if you start to wonder what is happening and what will happen. I take a few glances through the books on the shelves and take a book that looks the most interesting out of all the books I saw. 'In the Woods' by Tana French.

Not really for the money, my mum can give me enough of that. But—and this might sound unbelievable for a twenty two year old—because it’s quiet. I just needed the silence. The smell of books. The calm. Somewhere I could breathe without remembering what I’d lost. And the books don’t ask personal questions. Judge me all you want, but I like the smell of old paper and alphabetized order. I think that’s why I decided to study Literature in the first place. By the time I clock in at the library’s front desk, the caffeine is already seeping through my veins, replacing the alcohol

Mom supported me, not because she understood, but because she loved me and wanted me to be happy. I stood up and walked around the library, feeling a little restless. They had all of the classics, and some of them looked as though they were expensive copies. Other authors that I regularly read, such as James Patterson and Dean Koontz were on the shelves. They even had some of my female favorites, such as Lisa Jackson, Lisa Gardner and Heather Graham Pozzessere. Then I wondered down to another section where I found some more provocative books. They had a lot of erotica books. One huge volume stood out: The Kama Sutra.

After he left, I made the decision that in order to prove my innocence, I needed to identify that mystery individual who gave me the envelope, which Aaron despises and believes I am the betrayer who perpetrated the information leak fraud. But where do I begin? I have no idea who that man was or how he gave me the package. Plus, Aaron wouldn't let me leave the house. What am I going to do now? I groaned and walked over to the library. To relieve my overworked head, I'm going to read some fiction literature. Well, one of Aaron's mansion's most attractive features is its library. Rows upon rows of neatly lined up books with their spines facing outward, color-coded with dots, fiction section sor

Not knowing what to do within the four walls, sitting under the tutelage of two friends, she spent time reading books. The library is large and caters for every taste, from historical novels to mysticism, 20th century literature and Sherlock Holmes antiquarian collections, the first as far back as 1902. But no matter how much I liked to dive into the worlds of the authors, I was haunted by a thick layer of dust on the shelves and books. I decided to do something useful and clean these treasures from years of dirt.

Mila I didn't stop until I reached the double glass doors of the two-story library we had passed earlier. I shoved the doors open and stepped inside. I walked over to the nearest bookshelf and traced my fingers over the spines. First editions. Classics. Historical fiction. Biographies of obscure 19th-century monarchs. Every single genre I had ever spent hours wandering through the city's second-hand bookstores to find. I walked toward the center of the room, where a reading table sat beneath a modern chandelier. Resting in the center of the table was a leather-bound book, an expensive silk bookmark resting between its pages.