Mr Lemoncello's Library Book 1 Novels & Stories

Leon explains, “is for the Prince and his family. Only the prince, his personal guests, and his private staff are allowed beyond the library.” “Library?” “The room with all the books,” he sighs. “It’s a shame you cannot read. Can you at least spell your name?” Then he stops, his cheeks flushed, “What is your name, by the way?” “Millicent, and yes,” I say proudly. “I know how to sign and read my name.” He watches me for a moment and then nods, not saying anything more. We walk in silence for several more minutes, passing closed doors and open hallways, stopping before a stone door decorated with gold filigree that, Leon explained, had been grown rather than constructed, into the shape of vine

In their eyes, Mauro and Helena’s entire family were dead. I surveyed the warehouse as I stepped in. My eyes wavered off to the many doors before two men standing at the end of the room. One of them was fairly older than the other, the sides of his hair and beard white. Elias fucking Morello. The other, I didn’t recognise, but he looked as delighted as Morello was to see me. “She’s here, Boss,” Ciro said. Boss? “Well, if it isn’t the lovely Bella Di Falco,” Elias mused, inching toward me.

Once we returned to our hotel room. Everyone had gathered and got the whole story from Jo. After Lily left her in the restroom, Jo didn't want to wait and decided to explore. She went to look around each stall. Jo thought it would be fun without an adult by her side. Then Jo saw ice cream and wanted to buy it, but she didn't have any money, so that is when Richard approached her. He started to flirt with her and seemed to find her childish behavior cute. He offered to pay for a cone, but Jo refused to speak with a stranger. When she walked away, Richard got handy. Grabbed her wrist as it made Jo cry. Ares was closed by and saw the commotion and started attacking Richard. Seth and Terry arriv

"What?" "Nothing you should be worried about," I said softly, walking into the library to join the others who were already in. Elle was already at the library lectern, her hands on it. "I need something related to Princess Ivy, daughter of Queen Rida Red." She shrugged and stepped back. The catalogue glowed, and a small violet and grey book descended from the sets of flying books and floated in front of me. "It worked," I said, trying to reach out for it. The moment my fingers graced it, it electrocuted me. I flinched back, falling into Ace's waiting arms. "Great, another problem."

The pages turned themselves, faster, a blur of images: Elena, five years old, watching Javier sign the loan, her tiny hand on his sleeve. Sofia, hiding chemo bags in the restaurant’s freezer, tears in her eyes. Marco, twelve, hacking the city’s traffic lights to keep the power on. Me, proposing by the East River, lying when I said no more wagers. The book laughed, a sound that wasn’t sound but pressure, a weight on my heart. The alley shifted. The rubble became the Hamptons mansion’s marble floor, the smoke the gala’s chandeliers, the ash the warehouse’s crater. We were inside the book, the pages walls, the words chains.

Her phone rang and she said, frantically, “Okay. He is here. “ The guy downstairs opened the door for their customer and everyone grew quiet. Expecting. “What is the big deal?” Mike asked and sat in one of the chairs while the others were standing up, nervous. “Because this is our most serious job so far. “ Ellie said. “And we’ll be working with one of the richest collectors, and…” The door opened and Mike’s world started moving again. *** “Hello, everyone. I hope I wasn't late. “ He smiled and everyone flocked around him.

Everything led back to her and our kiss and I wanted to do it over and over again, and more. I fell on the bed, kicking my shoes off and picking up my favorite book. La Divina Commedia, a three-part poem about the travels through the three regions, Hell, Purgatory and Paradise. It was an immediate distraction from my tormenting thoughts and the fact Emiliana was only down the hall. Or so I thought. Soft knocks, almost inaudible, tapped on my door. Louder ones followed before the door swung open.

Too bad for those girls who gave her bad remarks; she'll know about them soon. Sherly nodded gratefully, falling into step beside Lary as they made their way through the maze-like corridors of the mafia headquarters. If Sherly does not have the blueprint layout of the headquarters, she might be unable to memorize everything. "Wow, Miss Sherly, why don't I feel like you're confused?" Lary asked with confusion and excitement in her eyes. How could she say it? Lary did not know about her being a Scorpio, so how could she tell him that she memorized the blueprint of the building? Even the hidden doors—did she know about them?

I will want him to abandon the mafia life but since I'm not sure of him, whether he'll be my forever, I can't say or do anything. We walk upstairs to the golden library, it's written so on top of it. The door is gold and giant, I believe this is the reason it's named so but when the door is pushed open and I see the interior, everything is gold, the book shelves and the ceiling, a gold chandelier stands in the midst, suspending from the ceiling, giving it powerful rays of light on the entire room. I feel this' my best place. "I think I can take a book from here?"

’ I growled. ‘Yes, Kitten. Hard, against a wall as soon as I get the chance. You look like an adorable glowering kitten by the way.’ He said, making my nipples harden. A comeback was on my tip, when he suddenly uttered a loud “We are here.” I looked up to see that we were already in front of the library. I watched as Zeke inserted a key and unlocked it. The library turned out to be quite large. Huge. Books, lots of books were arranged on high shelves in a way that was aesthetically pleasing.