Mr Lemoncello's Library Book 1 Novels & Stories

I take a breath quickly going over everything, trying to see if there was something I was missing or forgot to tell her. A vision of the library Althea took us down to where the mirror was hidden away, came to life behind my eyes. “The library-“ I whisper over the phone “Something about the library it just so…” “Can you describe it to me?” Lamia asks. “Huge, never-ending, old with rows upon rows of shelves full of old books. A fireplace with a stone hearth. Two leather wingback chairs and an antique table sat between them.” “Anything seem out of place?” Lamia’s tone held a waiver that was unlike her.

When will Chloe be outsmarted? With Chloe's silence, Jucel decided to continue. She held up her right hand with her palm up, and bluish-green light swirled above it. A small book appeared floating just a few inches on top of her hand. Her free hand did a swipe across the book and it glowed brighter. They had to look away because of the blinding light coming from the book. When the light died down, they turned their gaze to Jucel hand only for their jaws to slightly slack open. The small book transformed into a large, thick book!

Resting in the center of the table was a leather-bound book, an expensive silk bookmark resting between its pages. I didn't even need to look at the title. I already knew. I reached out and flipped it open to where the silk ribbon lay. It was the beginning of chapter four. The Count of Monte Cristo. I stumbled backward, bumping hard into the leather armchair. The chair was upholstered in a velvet. The exact texture I loved to run my hands over. "Oh my god." I breathed. It felt suffocating. Elena stepped into the library, her eyes darting from the book on the table to my pale, terrified face. "Mila... what is it? What's wrong?"

I never forget anything". Vince replied and Rosella grinned slightly. Then Vince began leading the way to the library and it didn't take them so much time before reaching the library and like Vince said Grace was already there pressing her phone while waiting for them. "Is this the school's library?". Camila gasped at how immensely huge the library was, and every inch of it was filled with different kinds of books. "Of course it's the school's library. Why do I have the feeling that you'll be coming here more often than usual?". Rosella said and Camila just glanced at her.

He had signed it to make the book owner a lucky person. He squeezed it among the other books in his library, and moved a few steps back to get a good view of it. The first shelf read: Joe Robert; Ghost House, Witches Lair, Lockwood, The Boy Who Saw Ghosts, Acherons Corpse and Duckhead. He seemed satisfied as his face-beamed with smiles, but was cut short when he noticed that the torn book had made his library ugly. He swore under his breath, picked up his mobile and dialed his secretary's number, which rang twice before he picked up.

Not if it meant exposing that Chelsea wasn't forced to pay the consequences for accidentally kill all those immigrants. “I understand,” I said quietly. Elara studied me for a moment, then nodded. 'Thank you." She said and then We continued walking toward the library doors. And when we stepped inside— I stopped in my tracks. “Oh my—” The library was massive. Towering shelves stretched so high they almost disappeared into the ceiling. Chandeliers made of glowing crystals hung above us, casting soft light over endless rows of books, scrolls, and ancient artifacts. “This is… insane,” I whispered at first.

We needed all the evidence we could get against Mr Ranault even if it means coming to see a stranger alone in a library. The library had another floor for history and science while the bottom floor was for kids books and pretty much basic stuff. I searched around the ground floor of the library but there was only two teenagers,some women and two nerdy collage guys. There is no way any of these people had that manly voice I heard on the phone last night. Just as I was about to go upstairs,I saw a man seating in one of the chairs with a book in his hands titled: A little life. The man had brown skin like dark chocolate. He pulled the book down a little to be able to peep his eyes out and look

I get dressed in the clothes that Alice has picked out for me and make myself presentable in the bathroom before following her to the library. Alice opens the heavy wooden door to the library. Inside, at one of the desks, sits a skinny man with balding brown hair. He’s hunched over a book and doesn’t seem to notice at first as I approach, but as I come closer he suddenly speaks. “Good morning,” he says, turning the page in his book. I look down to see that the book is open to an illustrated page that depicts a Bear and a Swan fighting. The top of the page reads ‘The Final Summit’.

The smell of leather and aged paper filled the air, and the golden light of chandeliers created a comforting ambiance. I ran my fingers along the spines of the books, each one holding stories of the pack's history, traditions, and beliefs. My gaze eventually settled on a worn leather-bound book titled "The Chronicles of Luna." Curiosity overcame me, and I pulled it off the shelf. The book's pages were yellowed with time, and the intricate calligraphy captivated me. Lost in the world of ancient legends, I was startled when Rico's voice broke through my reverie. "It's time for dinner, Royal."

came a soft voice from beside him, snapping his head over, he was not surprised to see Lizz in the library, a few books in her arms too. Looking at the book she was talking about, it was called, ‘Beginners Knowledge of the Battle Games.’ “I think I will start with that first” Rex said with a chuckle. “I am quite sure you are not allowed to be speaking with the first challenge being so close.” Looking up to see Rector leaning against a bookshelf, Rex smiled and nodded, Lizz bowed and with a smile and wink to Rex moved off to a different section of the library. “How is the study going?” Rector asked.