My Little Library Books Novels & Stories

It didn’t occur to her until now, but what she would find didn’t have to be good. Was she prepared to face it? Was there a reason the headmistress and Jake kept the truth from her? Well, she was about to find out. It was too late now to stop. “I’ll check this shelf,” Isaac said. “Cole can take that one and Syanna the smallest one.” “Why do I get the smallest one?” “Because you’re slow,” he said in a ‘duh’ tone. “Fair enough.” Syanna could see why these were the unique books. Most of the other books in the library were ancient, brown and huge, but these looked magical.

I still said hoping it didn't sound harsh because I was just saying this randomly or maybe not very random. “He probably thought you wouldn't be interested. It's nothing” She assures me. “Of course”. Rietta moved inside the room and I followed. As I walked in after Rietta the strong woody fragrance of old books hit my nostrils. I took in the smell for a while before going in for the visuals. The library was a small one but it was filled with lots of old books. “This is the special alpha library. You can read whichever book you want till dinner” She said to me. I smiled at her for her generosity.

I turned it on, but there was nothing good. It was 11 o’clock. The truth was that I was a little bit tired, but I didn’t want to sleep without saying goodnight to him and thanking him for his hospitality. I remembered the library in the small room. It was full of books. I could find something to kill my time while waiting. There were different kinds of books. From history to fiction, and fairytales, but what caught my interest were a bunch of books right in the middle of the selves with black and golden binding.

When they got there the library was a dream library big, bold, and with lots of books my favorite. My eyes widen as we entered the room seeing the section of shelves with thousands of books in between. On top where the roof was a glass dome on top just like the greenhouse. With the dome help bring the natural light into the building showing the tiniest details the shelves had details of all types of animals frogs, deer, birds, and others. Books flying from all directions. While some to other students and some to different shelves to sit on either the top shelves or in one of the mini compartments that were inside the shelves.

Klevon is telling us how much he likes the place because he can be alone and can practice his swordsmanship any way he wants. As we come closer, the library comes into view. The said library, however, does not look like a library. It only has a small door that is only four feet in height. As Klevon opens it, the smell of old parchment and leather-bound books greets us. “Pardon the musty smell. I am the only one who likes this library,” Klevon says. Klevon stoops down and enters through the tiny door. We follow him down the creaking stairway and into the basement.

"Do you want any book from the library?"I smiled as I looked at Cody, my little brother. He was only 8 years old and already carried a lot of problems on his shoulders. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"he shouted excitedly and gave me his silly toothy smile. We don't pay for the books. We have a ticket and when we show it to the librarian, he gives us the approval to borrow maximum eight books for the whole week. We were near the library so I suggested to take him there. He was such a bookworm. I also loved reading a lot, so this ticket was all our lives.

I did not speak English as fluently as I could when I grew up a bit but I was still a rather bright girl, so a few kids around the neighborhood who passed by my house would ask to play with me and I thought I could be friends with them. “Lana, don’t go out by yourself.” I used to hear my mother screamed as she saw me walking pass the gate with the friends and she would grab my hand and took me away from the friends I just met. I think they became scared of my mother in particular so they rarely invited me out again and things became so boring around. I studied and played with the maids or alone, but the dolls were not enough. Even with the computers that existed at the time I was still so bo

I ignore the faint hint of fir and pine and concentrate on the strongest of my baby scent is leading me up the stairs. I follow her baby smell to the second floor and down the hallway, stopping at a closed door. I cock my head to the side curiously. They are in the library? I carefully open the door as quietly as I can and step inside. I look around not seeing them. I sniff the air and know they are here somewhere. I start walking towards the back when I hear little giggles from my girl and some other giggling. Sophia must have the boys here too. Our library is like the human libraries with shelves and shelves of books ranging from human history, to werewolf history, to war strategies then t

Watching television had not quite worked out for Mercy either time that she had tried it, so she decided to spend her day reading a book. Luna Isabella had recommended something called Little Women to her, which she said was a classic, and so far, Mercy was enjoying it. She’d curled up in the window seat in the bedroom she’d been sleeping in. Outside, fall leaves fluttered from the trees, spreading a blanket of color all over the velvety lawn. Mercy’s eyes kept wandering away from the words, even though she did like the book. Once her eyes strayed from the words, they quickly slipped to August.

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.