My Learning Library Novels & Stories

She smiled and took the letter from me. "I will get it delivered to him as soon as possible." And with that, she took the lock key from me and left. "Oh moon goddess, please get my message delivered to him without obstruction. And reply my message immediately, Leoric." I prayed and placed my head in my reading table. I wasn't given enough education but I still loved to learn on my own. The pack library had a lot of books of different subjects, Economics, Commerce, Geography, Mathematics and more. Placing my head on the table, I waited for Leoric's reply when I heard the familiar menacing voice, the voice that usually made my heart beat rapidly and my blood pump excessively.

He nods and responds briefly. "Ah, I see." We moved to the other floors, and everything went more easily than I had anticipated. "When we need to do research or whatever, we may go to the library. It has computers, audio recordings, and silent study spaces for individuals who need to rest." "This school has a lot of surprises. I have no idea about these things." "Does it compare to the ones in America?" "I'm sure there are bigger ones in America, but this isn't terrible. That's great that Dad's investments didn't go to waste."

I loved the frustration written all over her face. Bad Luna! After class, I headed for werewolf class, Merida and Jason didn't come, It was just Lyall, Crescent and I. Lyall couldn't take the tension he felt amidst us, he excused himself after a few minutes. God kill me! He was staring right at me. "Gamma talked about an hidden library, wanna check it out?" He asked. "Yeah" I replied. We walked into a corner, this school has so many hidden places. We saw a shelf that had books on it, but it was just normal human books, we were looking for spell books, magical books or history books.

“It’s for your legs.” “And that one?” “Your arms,” Leina said patiently, though her lips twitched. “And that?” “Abs.” I pursed my lips, cheeks warming. “So… it’s just torture machines. Fancy ones.” They burst into laughter. “Not torture,” Liya said between giggles. “Training. But maybe we’ll teach you one day. If Mr. Kaine lets us.” Her eyes glimmered mischievously. Their laughter followed us into the cinema room, the conservatory with plants taller than me, and finally the library. I stopped breathing there, staring at rows and rows of books—old and new, leather-bound and glossy, their spines like soldiers waiting for command.

I would gladly take the pain and injury from her so that she can get better and give us the information we need to keep us safe from anything that may be headed our way. The library is on the common floor, there are 4 rooms there, the biggest being the common room. It’s got TV’s, gaming systems of all kinds, multiple computers and pool tables, even a foosball table that my brother has always lost to me on. (He says he lets me win… I think not)

I flipped through the channels, one after another. Nothing held my interest. The shows were loud and meaningless. The laughter felt hollow. I kept changing channels, hoping something would catch my attention. It didn’t. After a while, I sighed and turned the television off. I sat there for a moment, staring at the blank screen. I felt restless. My body wanted movement. My mind wanted distraction. Then an idea came to me. The library. Lucien had said that it held many old books about pack history, laws and traditions. I realized that I knew very little. Everything I understood came from Lucien or Isolde. Maybe it was time to learn something on my own.

Compared to that, this library is smaller with fewer books. Back in my pack, there’s data on lots of special wolves. Mom and dad made sure that there’s information for everyone to find. Dad used to tell me. “Knowledge is power.” This library lacks it. It’s strange since the packhouse library should have the most data stored here. If the information I’m looking for is not here then I won’t find it anywhere else. It’s like someone erased them from history on purpose. I rub my temples in frustration, trying to shake the fog of disappointment settling in my head. That’s when my phone buzzes.

Bittersweet memories mixed with sweetness named longing. "Good then, all the scores are perfect. Your group provides a very unique program, moreover there is a mobile library and tutoring for village children, you are great even though you are not from a non-educational background, you can develop literacy," said Mr. Halim with a face. her smile.

The world was vast, and danger could lurk in the most unexpected places. That afternoon, Lune decided to visit the library. It was a quiet refuge where she could dive into her studies without the distractions of socializing. As she walked through the aisles of books, she found solace in the printed pages and the scent of old paper. She became lost in her work, immersing herself in history and literature, desperately trying to fill her mind with knowledge and ambition.

"Annie, you know how Raymond feels about me." She paused deliberately. "There's only one ending for the child you're carrying." A chill crawled down my spine, then came the final blow. "That child will die." The words had barely left her mouth before my hand moved. … Smack! The crack of the slap echoed through the ballroom. I did not hold back. Every ounce of anger, humiliation and fear exploded in that single strike. Of course, I knew exactly what Lilian was doing. She had not come there by accident. She was trying to provoke me, hoping to get a reaction out of me. If I had learned anything about her, it was that there was probably a trap hidden somewhere beneath that sweet smile.