The Librarians Series 2 Novels & Stories

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.

I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.

She suddenly looked up, straight toward the window and instinct pulled me behind the stone column before she could see me. Ridiculous. I was hiding in my own mansion. After several seconds, I heard her chair scrape softly across the floor then nothing and when I looked again she was gone and only the books remained. I waited another minute before entering. The librarian looked up. “Alpha.” “The Lady?” “She returned the books.” “What books?” He pointed toward the cart and I picked up the top volume. ‘Ancient Royal Bloodlines.’ The second. ‘Lost Houses of the Northern Kingdom.’ The third.

Each frame held someone—a girl sobbing, a boy clutching green lightning, others sleeping, dreaming, trapped. Maya’s heart pounded against her ribs. Sweat chilled her skin. She wasn’t alone. The Rossi Company hadn’t just made a Queen—they’d stacked the whole deck with “special” cards. “Look at them,” the Librarian whispered. Her voice came from behind Maya now. Maya spun around. The bathroom was gone. She stood on a black glass floor, the Librarian looming in a gray dress that seemed to swallow the light. The Librarian reached out, fingers long and pale.

he asked. The Librarian picked up the book and turned it over once in his hands. "Since the duel," he said. Kael frowned. "Which duel?" he asked. "The one that started the attention shift," the Librarian said. "Not the first duel, but the second one." Kael stared at him and narrowed things down, which in this academy still left far too many possibilities. He left the library with the uncomfortable sense that the ceiling was slightly lower than usual. Not literally, just in the way that came from being noticed by people who were themselves trying not to be noticed.

Melinda's and Kieran's sharp, piercing eyes, scanned the endless rows of books. Zora led them around the library, pointing out the different sections and genres. There were books on philosophy, science, art, and history, each one meticulously cataloged and arranged on the shelves. The titles were written in elegant calligraphy, and the bindings were richly adorned with gold leaf and embossed lettering. Kieran and Melinda were overwhelmed by the sheer size of the collection, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer amount of knowledge that was contained within these walls.

He wasn’t used to fast-paced robbery. “Two minutes,” Margo said over the Bluetooth. Morris opened his second satchel and started filling it up. He wasn’t sure how much he was collecting. He was just picking up stacks. “I’m full,” Bobbi announced. “I am, too. This second bag is about to bust,” Anthony added. “You two head back up and get out of here. I’ll stay and help Mo. We’ll meet at the switch location,” Aaron said. “Take care of yourself, Mo,” Anthony said.

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.

Her eyes, the clearest green I’d ever seen, gazed at me suspiciously. I scowled right back at her, not bothering to hide my annoyance. Were we going to have this conversation again? “Why?” She shot me an irritated look. “Because I’m a librarian. When this started, you promised me that you wouldn’t take my library away. I need to work and keep busy. Do you have any idea how important the programs I’m trying to run are?”

I also sought answers since I was becoming more concerned about Veyron and Darius's involvement in my demise. The gold-embossed titles of leather-bound books faded with time as my fingertips traced along their spines. Selena's silent but urgent call for prudence blended with Lucas's cryptic warnings about treachery in my head. So far, none of it made sense. I was determined to put it all together, however. --- Tucked down in the library's furthest corner was the section I was looking for. It was identified as the Lunaris Chronicles by faded labeling. These shelves were loaded with tales of the Moon Goddess, long-forgotten festivals, and ancient rituals.