The Librarian Novels & Stories

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

I spent the whole day looking for answers. I wrote down all the basic and important points that I could find in all of those books. The librarian was a good help. I didn't ask anyone else to help me out. Librarian was an old man who had served the Dark Crescent Moon pack as a warrior in his young age. According to him, it was his way of serving the pack by polishing the future.

I said apologetically. “Be sure that you do. Others are trying to learn around you,” the librarian said, her frown unflinching. “If we have any more problems, I’ll have to ask you both to leave, and I won’t be nice about it the second time.” I turned back to Lin, who was still staring at her computer screen. I watched her eyes scan from right to left. “Is that what she calls nice?” I asked Lin, but she didn’t respond.

As he walked into the library which had a majestic staircase which curved and veered upwards onto other floors stacked with books, like a toothpick with lots of grilled pork attached to it. “You have to drop your bags over - there,” the chief librarian - a fat woman who found it hard to breath and spoke through her nose said. “We appreciate bibliophiles and bibliomaniacs but not thieves.” Gerey stuttered for a second. How was he going to smuggle Jeyrin in. Little did he know that...

like a big deal, I noted reading through so interesting titles, but not the specific one I was looking for. I swooped through the titles vainly searching for the one book I needed, to no avail. I groaned turning around, leaning on a shelf. I watched as a woman came into the row with a bunch of books in her arms and started packing them. A librarian. Bingo. I walked towards her, tapping her on the shoulder, "excuse me miss," She turned towards me, pushing her glasses down. She looked a little over forty, with hints of wrinkles but luscious brown hair pulled up in a bun. She wore a plain grey dress that went a little way past her knees.

Amazing, right? My jaw fell in disbelief. "Is she out of her mind?" "What happened?" I shook my head and handed her my phone to see what my cousin just texted me. Aisie instantly burst into laughter causing us to be sush by the librarian. I squinted my eyes and snatched back my phone at her, she's such a fan of Deylia. "Your cousin is really incredible!" The librarian abruptly slams a book on her desk. "The two of you on the left wing, if you keep on shouting, please leave this place. The library is an abode for students who want to study in peace, not for gossiping!"

I couldn’t wait to finish the novel and then upload it to Zoodago, the sight where I published my works and had so many loyal readers. As I typed, a sharp voice cut through my concentration. "Humans aren't welcome in this section of the library." I looked up to see a stern-faced librarian glaring down at me. She had on round black glasses and a plastic-looking hairdo pulled back so tightly, I could see the strain around the edges of her face. Her eyes were cold and completely filled with disdain. "Excuse me?" I stammered, taken aback by her hostility. "You heard me," she snapped. "This area is reserved for special students. Not humans."