Novel & Cerita The Librarians Books

“This book.” She showed him the book, its old texture threatening to break apart. The librarian looked at the book with interest. “We do have old books in this library, but never one so old.” Odessa was getting desperate. She needed to know what was happening to her. “At least check around. You may see a newer version of this book,” she pleaded. The librarian shook his head. His eyes absolute. “I know every book in this library. As large as it looks,” he widened his arms for a more dramatic effect to his words, “but I've never seen any book this old.”

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...

And the list got halved, there were only two who didn't give books back to the library, a young girl and a mid aged man. She asked the librarian for the last favour, she wanted him to give the personal information of those two members like their house address or mobile number. The librarian refused to tell at first he said it's not in our policy to share the personal information with others. Jenny tried to give a good tip to the librarian and there he couldn't refuse. Take care of yourselves, my readers !! Tell me what you like, tell me when I was wrong :-)

I stopped by the library—the same one I’d visited as a girl, the place where I first found stories about women who dared to rise beyond the walls they were born in. Mrs. Bertram, the head librarian, recognized me immediately. “You’ve grown into yourself,” she said as she welcomed me inside. I smiled. “I’m trying.” “I heard about the Foundation. And the baby. Congratulations.” “Thank you.” “I always said you had a story inside you.” “I think it just took time to find its voice.” I donated a dozen books from the Barlowe house—stories I wanted other young girls to find: Jane Eyre, Little Women, The Secret Life of Bees, Becoming, The House on Mango Street, and more.

"Where is the book?" Daniel and winter had mentioned seeing her with a book on the day they sighted her but the librarian didn't let her take the book, they were not certain. According to Winter, when they came back for the book, the librarian had told them that the book was just for reading and it was professional than she took it to her drawer. "I don't know what you are talking About." I shrugged. "Don't play dumb with me frog, you wolves don't know what you are getting yourselves involved in." she let out a laugh and an evil one by the way.

Tanya said before fixing her large black rimmed eyeglasses that was sliding down her nose. I quietly followed her as I looked around at the huge bookshelves containing books with different sizes, thickness, and covers. There are those evidently new, and there are also those leather worn old books that are mostly at the higher shelf, signifying that they are rarely touched. “This is the Literature section and we actually lack of workers right now Luna so I sincerely apologize for the dusty shelf, I shall see to it to be cleaned immediately.” She said and I indeed notice that there are not much helpers going around here returning books to the shelves and fixing chairs before the official openi

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

There was light humming coming from her as she ran around, taking a few books. Soon, she was out with three dusty books in hand. "These will do and they are the best." She said, with a wink. Immediately, a smile bloomed on Nicole's face and she was about to take the books from Alice. However, the librarian turned away and then said, "I'll clean this up for you. We don't usually have people visiting the library. Most books here are dormant." She explained. A few minutes later, Nicole walked with the books in hand. Her gaze had turned serious and she opted to go into her bedroom instead.

Beep! Beep! “Two books?” a bespectacled stern lady asked from behind the counter as the jock searched for his seldom-used library card. Already, the middle-aged librarian could tell these books weren’t going to be read. If anything, they would be used as a ‘reference’ for ‘studying’. If the blushing girl beside the jock was any indication, the date idea was hers.

I winced, I had missed my next class,” I walked to a librarian and asked, “Excuse me. Did anyone check out a book recently?” She adjusted her glasses and shot me a cold look. “No one has checked out a book in weeks now. You kids are all occupied with your phones. This is a library but all they do here is use the WiFi. It is exhausting watching you abuse-” I took quiet steps away from her as she went further with her complaints. “Someone took it,” I said with conviction. But who?