Stanwood Library Novels & Stories

“Come on, let’s go somewhere you can take your mind off this. Some fresh air and the smell of old books will help you relax; trust me. I’m sure the boys can take care of things on their own.” Reluctantly, I allowed her to lead us out of the infirmary and towards a part of Whitestone I had never been to. For the first time since my arrival here, I was getting to see what the neutral lands really looked and felt like. Too bad it wasn’t on a good day. Janine led us to a building, which I soon realized was a library. “This is Monestra Library.” She announced proudly, keeping her voice to a low whisper. “It’s the biggest library in the werewolf community, the oldest and most comprehensive.

'It could actually work quite well; I could drive and you could have a few drinks. 'Are you sure?' she asked, nervously. 'I mean are you alright to do a long night shift after putting up with me for the evening?' 'Of course I'm sure,' I replied. 'Have you got somewhere in mind?' 'Are you ok with Greek food? I adore it so I thought Steliana's and Sappho's on Bridge Street.' 'You'd better give me your address.' We didn't play the following Tuesday, so the next time I saw Sandra was at seven o'clock the following Saturday when I rang the bell of the big Victorian or Edwardian detached house on the edge of the attractive village of Tissingford., a few miles from Baythorpe.

Freed from the house, Avera made her way through the crowded city streets to the state sanctioned library at the heart of the capital. The building was tall. It took up only a small amount of space on the city block, but it extended far into the sky as a mighty tower. She looked up at the silver letters marking the elaborately carved entrance: Zephyr Almast Library Of Advanced Studies For the Betterment of the State She stepped inside the spacious lobby, well lit and comfortably furnished with modern accommodations. There were dark metal stairs which lined the glass front of the towering structure, winding around the perimeter of the square base upward, and she speedily began to climb them u

BUT THIS ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅• IS PRESENT DAY. ANYWAYS, PLEASE ENJOY! ༻☆✫☆༺ The Goodwill library was a sanctuary of knowledge and silence. Tall wooden shelves lined the walls, filled with countless books that whispered secrets of the past and promises of the future. The soft hum of the air conditioning and the occasional rustle of pages turning created a soothing atmosphere. Students were scattered throughout the library, some hunched over their computers, others buried in textbooks, all lost in their own worlds of study and contemplation.

Nyra POV The library stood a little apart from the rest of Vandwood, not hidden exactly, but quiet in a way that made it feel separate from the noise and strain pressing on the pack lately. Even from outside, it carried the weight of years. The building itself was older than most of the homes in town, its stones darkened by weather and age, its tall windows catching the morning light in pale, dusty bands. Vines had once climbed partway up one side, but someone had cut them back recently, leaving only faint marks where they had clung. The steps leading up to the entrance were worn down in the middle from generations of feet. That detail struck me harder than I expected. So many people had com

Dreads I'm missing one of my runners; Stanford. He never misses a drop off and I haven't seen him for over a month now. I've had my best trackers looking for him and yet they've had no luck. Burner walked into my office. "I have goodbye and bad news boss." "Hit me with it." "Stanford did an extra drop the night we last saw him, boss." "Excuse me!" "Once he finished the final drop off, he met with some of the students and faced them with a highly dangerous amount of LSD as well as marijuana."