The Empty Library Novels & Stories

he grumpily huffed and deciding to let him be I continued to walk towards the library. “Wait here for me,” I said going in first to see if there was any one at the main desk and thankfully the librarian was absent from her seat or maybe absent from work. Good, this was really good for me. “Come on,” I said holding out the door for him and walking in, making sure that he didn’t touch me while passing. I sighed and closed the library door behind me, tired of his dramatics. The library was dark as it always had been with lamps lighting the desk in an eerie glow. There was musky and earthy smell of books everywhere and I felt happier to see that it had been entirely empty. There was no one else

IF that voice is really came from a ghost, I wished that she showed up Infront of me so that I can asked a question about extraterrestrial. First I enter to the wide heavenly library. This library contains a thousand books which enough to make me feel pleasure in studying. After I entered to the library, I look for the librarian desk and see if anybody was here or not. ""The librarian is absent today."" I said to myself. I smile, yes. I'm all alone here. I picked the books I'm craving to study. I wear my glasses and start reading this selection. READ. READ. READ. ""Excuse me,"" I shocked.

Emilia's POV I flipped through the never ending pages, my chest feeling heavy and my frustration increasing with each passing second. I looked up and around the almost empty library. It was almost midnight, so it made sense that that there will be less people right now. Or that was the lie I kept telling myself, when in reality, the reason why the library is more empty than it should be, is because most of my mates have graduated. Only six months ago, I had so much hope I felt like I could shit rainbows. But now I am stuck in this stupid dingy place.

Michael is always taunting me to get new books but I have some weird feeling that the old books has more to learn from than the new one's call me a insane. I quickly went to the librarian's desk but could not find him there so I went to the section where I could possibly find my book while I was looking for the book I could sense a weird kind of silence, but it is always the same this big full of awesomeness library is always almost empty also it is so big that even if anyone wants to hide the body here they can just do it perfectly. Without anyone knowing it.

More drunk people were spilling out of bars and clubs, filling the pavements with loud conversations and jeering. I had to get off the streets. I needed somewhere quiet to calm down before someone else tried to speak to me. The twenty-four hour library had to be deserted now, didn’t it? Warm orange light filled the windows, which were partially covered by glossy green monstera leaves and, from the quick glance I got as I darted through the double doors, it seemed empty. Scanning my library card, I surveyed the area. There was just one man in the main room, sat in a high-backed velvet chair with a book open on his lap that he was trying very hard to make it look like he was reading. Ignoring

"She hasn't earned rest anyway. And warn her Lady Cyrene doesn't tolerate the attitude. Hot headed girls don't last long in her presence." I stood slowly. My bones are rattling. The library was at the end of a long corridor that got colder the further I walked. When the door opened I understood immediately why no one had volunteered for this assignment. The Lycan s king childhood friend. Books covered the floor. Shelves emptied onto surfaces. Dust thick enough to write in. The kind of room that hadn't been touched in months and had opinions about it. I stood in the doorway. "I'm not doing that."

The transition from the vertical shaft to the Great Library was like stepping from a nightmare into a museum. The air here was filtered, chilled to exactly sixty-four degrees to preserve the thousands of leather-bound volumes that lined the mahogany shelves. But the silence was deceptive. Beneath the floorboards, the "Void" reactor continued its low-frequency growl, a sound that Elara could feel in the enamel of her teeth.

"Child, you don't need to ask. This house is far too quiet anyway. The library is yours. Use whatever you need. Knowledge is the only thing they can't take away from a woman." Zara felt a lump in her throat. "Thank you, Begum." "Go," Salma smiled. "But don't stay up too late. The law is a jealous master; it will steal your sleep if you let it." The Midnight Library Zara waited until the house went silent. She changed into her simplest cotton suit—the one she had arrived in—and made her way down the dark hallways. The library was a cathedral of lost knowledge. The ceiling was so high it was lost in darkness, and the walls were lined with thousands of leather-bound books that smelled of aged p

"The library." "The Alpha said—" "The Alpha said I could go anywhere with an escort. You are my escort. So escort me." She stares at me for a moment. Then she opens the door. "After you," she says. The library is empty. Books line the walls from floor to ceiling. Dust motes float in the sunlight. The air smells like old paper and forgotten stories. I walk to the back corner. The section where I found the prophecy book before. Rina follows. "You read a lot," she says.

⸻ “Someone has stolen the ending.” The library shook violently. ⸻ Books began falling from endless shelves. 📖💥📖 ⸻ And somewhere in the deepest section of the library… A dark figure slowly closed a stolen book. 🖤 ⸻ A book titled: THE END OF REALITY ⸻ The figure smiled. ⸻ Then whispered: ⸻ “Let’s see how your story ends now.” ⸻ 🌌📖🖤 ⸻