The Librarian Series Novels & Stories

The library was huge, stretching two stories, filled with rare leather-bound volumes and banned books that I was amazed to see were in existence. I started at the bottom shelf, my fingers running over the spines. Observing everything. I was looking for anything related to fire, old records, or criminal history. Anything to connect the phoenix pendant to the men who killed my parents. An hour into the work, the library door opened, and Lucian walked in. He looked even more severe than yesterday, his face pale and drawn. He was holding a stack of files and moved with a careful, almost stiff slowness. "Elara." He didn't ask what I was doing; he clearly knew. "You're still here."

Kohen asked me instead of answering my question. “Man the library? Record the books? Memorize the titles?” Kohen snorted under his breath.“Typical answer of a simple-minded person like you.” “I'm sorry, Mr. Genius.”I scoffed at him and crossed my arms. “Librarians are one of the most dangerous jobs out there.” “But why?” “They know every person who borrows books from the library. They can easily memorize your name, your address, and the time you frequent there.”Jake answered instead of Kohen, and I suddenly felt stupid.

The lift carried me to the fourth floor. I walked the corridors with deliberate purpose, keeping my head down. Through swing doors, I caught glimpses of the newsroom—desks cluttered with paper, phones ringing, voices overlapping. Every so often, my leg stiffened, locking momentarily before swinging forward again, as though braced in a splint. The librarian was in her sixties, with dyed hair and half-moon glasses hanging from a chain around her neck. A rubber thimble covered her thumb, used for turning pages. Her desk was surrounded by an unlikely collection of cacti.

It felt less like walking into another room… And more like stepping into someone’s lifetime. I slowly turned in a circle. “This is…” “Incredible,” Xavier finished quietly. The librarian smiled. “Archivist Aldren spent nearly fifty years collecting, preserving, and documenting forgotten history.” My eyes wandered over the shelves. “All of this… Belonged to him.” Silas stepped closer to one shelf, reading a few faded titles. “I don’t think we’d finish looking through this in a month.” “I imagine not.” She looked at the three of us. “If you’re searching for something specific, I’d recommend starting with the catalogs.” She pointed toward a small desk tucked into one corner. “There are handwritt

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Asked the woman near him. “I’m replacing the late Mr. Herald.” By the look on their face, it seemed Mr. Herald’s name was unpopular among these women, hence Lucas elaborated. “I work in the library as the new librarian.” In the library, Mrs. Letty taught Lucas about how the ins and outs of a book, she also introduced Lucas to all the library staff. Which only consist of the head of library, two librarians (included himself), and one cleaner whose job also as manual worker.

“Beware the librarians who gave sight for sound. Tread quiet and swift, or you’ll never be found. What you seek and what you need are two very different things. Let the Library take control, and see what it brings. Knowledge is value, which must be protected at all cost. To pass through these doors, is to risk becoming lost.” ‘Another poem.’ Rayna groaned in my head, ‘I’ll take another poem as long as we can shift down here. I hate not being able to come forward.’ “Well—that was beautiful, and terrifying.” Helena sputtered, somehow managing a shaky smile. “So, these librarians, are they monsters?” I must’ve been getting better since my last confusing riddle, because these librarians sounded

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.

He started going through the books, checking out the names and dates of each book section in the library. He had hoped that Roen had written down in any of the books about where he had kept the rest of his demons. He was so engrossed with searching for that particular kind of book that he didn't notice one of the wolves who was the librarian, coming in and saw a little child going through all the books in the library, scattering them. The wolf went out and came back with four guards. "That's the street rat in the palace library." The librarian said pointing at the child.

“My name is Natascha. Please come on in” She turns and walks inside without looking back and I follow her looking at her black stilettos hitting the floor. “You can wait here in the library”. He opens a door to what looks most like a living room and I nod while walking inside. I look around when she has closed the door and I am alone. Okay there are several bookcases filled with books, but with a couch set in front of a smouldering fire and an old chess set made from marble on a table between two big leather armchairs it looks more like some royal sitting room. A library is where you get books for school and stuff.