Section In A Library Novels & Stories

“They’re yours too. Take whatever you want.” “Really?” Her eyes sparkled. Lucas chuckled. “Yes. Pick them quickly.” Almost flying, she ran towards the shelves that made Lucas shook his head smilingly. “I promise to take only one or two books. Any recommendation?” “The shelves at the inner corner, I called them section of imagination. I put all books that entertain me there. You’ll like it.” She let a chuckle escape as she stepped towards the corner. “Section of imagination. What an odd name.”

he told me. "Yeah, sure," I replied, and walked over to the medical section like he directed, while he probably went to his favorite spot by the window. As I went over to the medical section, I searched for books on pregnancy and gathered all I could find, and lined them up on a wooden table, in a very secluded area of the library. I scanned one book through another, delving into each page, but with each passing second my hope was dwindling, as they all seemed to carry the same piece of information.

She walked up to the librarian, sketchbook out of her white tote bag and in hand, with her page open ready for answers. “Hello, do you know which section I need to search to find similar symbols to this?” she politely asked the librarian as she lifted the open page. “Hmm, where’d you see something like this? It can be found in the anthropology section under either the symbol, folklore or mythology sub-sections.” The librarian said as she gave a somewhat suspicious look to Layla, staring her up and down. “Thank you!” Layla exclaimed with a bright smile on her face, oblivious to the librarians’ suspicions.

I kept the overhead lights off, not wanting to make my head hurt worse than it already did, and relied on the small table lamps to illuminate the titles as I began making my way down the rows of shelves. I started in the science section, where I pulled out a couple of books on native werewolf plants and herbs. There was a good chance that I already knew most of the content in those books, but I figured it was as good a start as any. Then, I made my way over to the healthcare and medicine section. I pulled out anything and everything that seemed relevant to my cause, adding them all to a cart I’d found at the end of one of the rows. I was just about to settle down at a desk to get to work whe

The Restricted Section occupied the farthest corner of the university’s oldest library wing, a narrow labyrinth of floor-to-ceiling shelves that smelled of dust, leather bindings, and the faint acidic tang of aging paper. Overhead lights were kept deliberately low. Signs in heavy type demanded absolute silence. At this hour—well past ten—the only other living presence was the night librarian two floors above, and even that felt theoretical. They had the aisle to themselves.

Taking a deep breath in, I walk inside and look for any secret door or anything. 'It's a secret library. So how can it be visible under plain sight?' Sia asks, knocking some sense into my otherwise jumbled head. Right. But this library is so huge that it's difficult to find some secret place among it. I have explored it earlier just when I was bored and there are so many sections to it. It's like never-ending. The doors or the gateway have to be somewhere in the wall or between the shelves. I sigh and walk ahead until I stop in front of the librarian's desk. My lips curve into a smirk when I find Branson. focused on his paperwork. "Hey, Branson." I say and walk towards his desk. He looks at

piper said winking at her. After she finished her meal Hazel stared at her wrist then at the door. "Piper, can you take me to the library?." Piper's eyes lit up. "Yes! Let's go." She danced dramatically. ....... The library was three stories of old wood and older secrets. Piper led her to the history section, the third row, back corner. "Anything specific?" "I will know when I see it." Hazel ran her fingers along the spines. Territorial wars. Bloodlines of the east.

Ellie’s POV The library was smaller than I expected, really just one long room at the back of the meeting house. But it was packed full, the shelves stretching all the way from the floor to the ceiling. Small, but mighty; exactly what I needed. The section on local plant life was tucked between a section on historical accounts and fiction novels, which was an interesting method of organization, to say the least. To my dismay, there were only three books in the entire section. Not so mighty, I supposed.

Aeliana blocked out their voices as she started to focus on where she was standing. Slowly, she approached the railing at the end of the second floor that opened into the empty center of the massive library and curled her slender fingers around the cool steel. The location gave her a good view of the entire library. She looked around and stopped at the area opposite to them on the ground floor. ‘Chemistry’ Opposite to that, it should be…. the Physics section! That’s where I studied. Where I spent most of my time in the library. That’s where… all that... happened…

Dante said. "You were here at seven and you left," she said. "This time you'll see it properly." She paused. "There's a library near the house. Still there. I walked past it last week before the hip decided to be dramatic." Dante looked at her. "The same library?" he said. "It's been there since 1906," she said. "It doesn't go anywhere." She held his gaze. "The mathematics section is on the second floor. Left side."