Novel & Cerita The Invisible Librarian

The wizard and Owen were searching the library looking for the first magic book of dragon Kingdom and suddenly Zudan noticed that one of the librarians took a book and hide it under his clothe. Zudan move closer to him and asked the librarian to show him the book he hides right now, the librarian beg wizard Zudan to forgive him and said it was a lady that asked him to hide it. Zudan asked who was that lady but the librarian man said if he says it the person will kill him then Zudan knew that it was Lame but something looks suspicious about the librarian as if he was hiding something apart from what he said.

Soon the sun began to set and my hope began to dwindle as we flipped through book after book without a single mention of Lady Rina. “This is ridiculous,” I groaned in frustration, dropping another book back onto the table. “It's like someone put in a lot of effort into making sure that she doesn't exist. Caleb said the books were moved here but we have searched everywhere and there's still nothing.” Ingrid paused, her eyes catching something over my shoulder. “I'm not sure we have searched everywhere Luna, because look behind you.” I turned to follow her gaze and saw a guarded section at the very end of the library. A pair of imposing guards stood before an elaborate metal gate, blocking off

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

I swiftly hid myself behind the nearest column before Bruce looked in my direction. “We’re like creepy stalkers,” Gugu complained and hid too. “You’re a ghost, Gugu.” I reminded her and she just gave me a pout. Bruce entered the library. We hurried up to catch up. I roamed my sight when I lost sight of Bruce. My eyes laid at the librarian first. She looked at me from head to toe. I just gave her a small bow before entering her territory and she responded with a small smile. I was stunned for seconds because of that. She was one of the terror profs in the university and making her smile was nearly impossible. No one dared to make a noise in her den, not even the resonating click-clack of heel

"Oh! Yes yes..you are right." Daisy immediately turned back, taking a few steps back and saw the librarian in her mid forty or thirty, staring at her with an unreadable expression in her face. But her eyes were so piercing and scrutinizing her in such a weird manner that her soul felt naked suddenly. As if she had the supernatural power of reading human souls and all their hidden dark secrets. Daisy greeted the librarian hesitantly, "Hello mam. Good evening. I was here to find some books on bacteriology. Umm so.."

Books kept her company when she felt lonely and the mere thought of walking into the library made her giddy with excitement. When she entered the library was quiet as usual, the grumpy old librarian slouched in the chair with a huge book open in her hand. It was clear that she didn’t want to be disturbed. The old woman merely acknowledged her presence or anything that happed around her for that matter, completely immersed in the book that she was reading. Mikayla crossed the threshold to classical literature section, which was situated at a dim lit corner with no camera surveillance. It was a perfect blind spot for students to make out; Unfortunately, it was also a spot that had given her ni

Somehow I ended up climbing stairs and reached the third floor and here I pushed open a random door and ended up in the library. Just great. This is where more sheep come to hide from the popular sheep! But it was almost empty except for the huge rows of shelves filled with early book editions that would make the National Library jealous. There were so many books and many of them were leather-bound. Somehow the architect had made the library like a big sphere and the center isle cut it into two halves and that diameter led to the librarian’s desk. The librarian was a sleepy grey-haired woman with glasses who had her nose buried in a voluminous book. I slipped inside one of the isles to hide

The scent of old parchment and ink infused the air, embracing me like a long-lost friend. I cautiously stepped forward, my fingertips grazing the weathered spines. Each book seemed to hold a secret, a tale longing to be heard. The weight of history and knowledge pressed upon me, an invisible presence that whispered, “Open me. Discover”. The library held no windows and no air conditioners, yet surprisingly warm. I walk around, looking for a ladder, or anything that could help me reach the top. “You won’t find any”. “Huh? Who are you? Show yourself”.

Danger. I turned. And there she was. The librarian. Standing at the door, her frail frame outlined by the torchlight. Her eyes wide, mouth parted in shock. I stiffened, caught mid-theft like a pup with blood on his muzzle. “Well,” I said dryly, closing the book with exaggerated calm. “This is awkward.” Her lips trembled. “W-who are you? What are you doing...” I lifted a hand. “Shhh. I’m the friendly neighborhood bookworm. Here to… improve my literacy.”

“Okay? That’s an interesting subject. Lucky you, though. We do have a section on folklore and supernatural phenomena. Follow me, please.” I followed her down to a quiet aisle lined with dusty tomes. I never liked libraries. The silence and dust always made me feel trapped, but today I have no choice. I need answers. I watched the librarian pull a thick, leather-bound book from the top shelf and hand it to me. "Here, Ma’am. This might help," she said with a small smile. I nodded. "Thank you." I retreated to a darkened corner of the library where I can work undisturbed. I flipped through the pages, scanning the faded text until one passage caught my eye.