The Librarian Novels & Stories

“It seems you hold back a lot. Like you are afraid of upsetting your audience. Leave that mindset behind and don’t worry about what others think. The right ones will fall in line and love what you have to say—” “I’m sorry, Professor,” the librarian said as she approached us. She was kind with warm brown eyes and long brown hair that she had tied in a low ponytail. “But I’m afraid I’m just about to close for the evening. But you can return tomorrow.” “We were just finishing up,” Joseph said to her, returning her smile. “We won’t be much longer.” She nodded and went back to her desk to finish her end-of-the-day paperwork. I started to close my notebook and shuff

She speedily looked away, blushing faintly, and quickly walked towards the entrance door embracing the paper bag she had been holding. “Hello Madame Sella, good morning,” Lianne said, greeting sweetly the lady librarian as she took out the books from the paper bag and placed it on the countertop. Madame Sella was in her forties but still single. A kind woman in her own way, she was like Lianne’s adviser of problems; almost like a mother she never had. “Oh, hello dear. You’ve come to return those books back I see,” the lady librarian answered. “What good timing. There were two students that kept on coming back here every hour checking if there is an available book of this edition already retu

After saying that, he left. At this time, the head librarian appeared and said, "Hi, Chica. A new batch of books will arrive tomorrow. You can sort these books out now and make a list for tomorrow." The head librarian was a middle-aged woman. She had been working at this college for many years now. Although she looked strict, Ayla thought that she was a good person. "Yes, Ms. Xu. I'll get them once I'm done here." She smiled and put the books back to the shelf one by one. For the rest of the afternoon, she worked at the library because she didn't have any classes.

Greeted by the snarky librarian, she sat down. "Make sure you stay quiet in here! Some of us have to get work done." The old librarian had a lisp, making a hissing noise with every 's'. There was nobody else in the library, so she rolled her eyes and began scanning the tomes with her eyes on the nearby shelf. She could feel the beady eyes of the librarian on the back of her neck. "Could you just leave me to research, please? I promise I will take care of your books and not break anything, ok?" Aynyra turned around in anger towards the librarian. But he was gone, no longer posted at the large desk covered in papers at the front d

the servant asked and I nodded in response. Finally, the Royal Library, where most of the knowledge and information that the kingdom holds is stored—- even the banned and illegal ones are here— whether it be books, contracts or something that should not be seen or known by the public, all here, and only a few people are allowed to get in. which means— “I am sorry, Your Grace, but do you have an authorization letter from any of the Royal Family members?” the librarian asked. she is an old lady, a bit in here 80’s but she was not the usual grumpy and angry old lady—- she was sweet and calm, like a real grandma taking her grandchild to a library.

He says, pushing me through the door and into the store. I lead him to the back room where Mrs. B put a bunch of comfortable couches and armchairs as well as lamps for gentle light. Bookshelves line every wall, stacked to capacity with beautiful leather bound books. There's even a bronze, gliding ladder that she doesn't use anymore, but she calls it her pride and joy.

“Oh my God… Sam said yes!” Tasha and Marian leaned in, staring at the live stream. “She’s engaged?” Marian gasped. Naomi tapped another clip. “Right in the quad—look at all those people!” A stern Librarian emerged from between the shelves.“Excuse me,” he said quietly, but firmly. “This is a library. If you’re not here to read or study, please leave the hall.” Naomi flushed and tucked her phone away. “Sorry, sir. Of course.”

The quiet librarian? The proxy bride? The girl who bleached her soul to save a library?

" We are going to be introducing to you a bit of our practices in the gay club. As he spoke, a middle aged young man walked into the office and called his name Anslem in a romantic way. “Meet the school Librarian. I believe you have met him before. He is in charge of all library activities in this school and together we'll be giving you a two-some adventure." He announced it to him but now with a very romantic and cool voice. They both drew close to Anslem putting him in their middle, rubbing his head and then moving down to his shoulder like a massage. Anslem was stunned. He never liked what was going on but he couldn't say anything as his voice was only spoken within his heart and never he

The woman stood behind the podium; her old, but unworked hands, smoothing out the precious pages. “Welcome to my library,” The woman said, her eyes flashing to them. “Can I help you find something?” The librarian had a reputation about her, stories whispered on sleepless nights. Her name was Claudia, and she had been in the library for as long as anyone could remember. Claudia’s book held more than the location of library books; it was said to hold every answer imaginable. The volume was magic; so much so that it was a part of the woman’s soul, and only she could read its pages. To every other eye, it was completely and utterly blank.