The Library Gentlemen Novels & Stories

They would likely discuss whatever they came up for, and leave hurriedly because there was a real party here, so why stay in the boring library? As I slid the glass door very quietly behind me, I thought it would be just my rotten luck if those two coming here were actually lovers who had snuck away to be freaky. They were not. As soon as the library door opened and the men walked, already deep in their conversation, I recognized those voices. The Scottish Levine Washington, and Southern Levi Koffi’s deep voices and classic manner of speech. I stared out at the beach, deep bottle-green water rolling back and forth under the moonlight, and the golden lights shining out through the windows of

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to until this is over.” Like the ultimate gentleman he was, considering Joseph was in the library —reading, as one does in libraries— he invited me to the north parlor for a little chat to keep me distracted. That was an honor, being a woman invited to the gents’ parlor. So I grabbed my mug, the two last cupcakes and followed him down the hallway to the inner sanctum of the Blotter men.

Ban: Where is this mansion located? Lady: It is at the far east corner of the demon world. Lord lucifer has the biggest mansion and land compared to other Lords and two other smaller mansions. The location of the library is in one of these mansions but with no way to open it. If the door is forced open the location of the library changes and appears somewhere else in one of the three mansions. Ban: Sound like a dude with trust issues. Say can't you just break down all the doors at the mansions.?

*Bang!* Leonard Gillis III threw a punch at the entrance to the library. “I cannot wait much longer! Show yourself monsters! “ Leonard cries out in rage. The receptionist and everyone else were shocked by the sudden indignation. Dissatisfied with their actions, the receptionist stood up to the group of men. She raised her dress with the right hand, a little about the ankle and bowed slightly, “greetings gentlemen” she said “may I asked what business do you have here?”

She opened the door and walked inside. “Didn't you read what's on the signboard?” A man demanded exasperatingly. “Diego, I brought friends.” Fiona shouted. A man in his late fifties stepped out of a room. He stood in front of them and folded his hands over his chest. “This is an old library. Why did you bring them?” Fiona removed her jacket and smiled brightly at him. “Something happened, we don't have another place to go.” “Whatever. I don't have new books, they're out of date.”

“Hey, stop talking loudly, we are about to enter the library. I don't want any problem with Mrs Benson." I said to my friend Kate who was still busy asking questions about the handsome blue-eyed man that saved me last night. “Sorry," she said, bringing down the tone of her voice as we walked into the huge library. “Good morning Mrs Benson," I greeted the librarian showing her my library pass and so did Kate. “A good morning to you too, Miss Michaelson." Mrs Benson, an elderly woman with grayish white hair, putting on her usual big, round eyeglasses returned my greeting checking the cards we gave to her if it was authentic.

She got to the door quickly, the library wasn't a large one. "Found anything?" The thick, low voice of the librarian stopped her from pressing down the old, heavy doorknob. She turned and smiled at the old man, who was sitting at his table, a lantern on it and a scroll in his hand. "Sadly no, but perhaps tomorrow." Her voice was gentle and a tired smile was on her face. This Librarian was one of the few people that didn't think she was weird at all. In fact, the only people who thought her weird were the young ladies in love with her soon-to-be husband.

“What in the world?” Meg asked, looking to Charlie for some answers. He opened his mouth as if he might explain, but just then there was the loud clank of metal on glass, and they both jumped. The Master of Ceremonies, a gentleman Meg had met earlier by the name of Mr. Hill, was calling for everyone’s attention. “Ladies and gentlemen, if I can have Mr. Ashton’s immediate family and Miss Westmoreland to the library, please, the photographers have assembled there. The rest of you, please make your way outside to the garden, and we shall join you shortly.”

He hugged me back for a moment and then straightened. “Would you like to see our library? It’s very nice, my great grandmother had it built.” “I’d love to,” I said. The library was amazing. it covered two stories of the manor, with shelves lining an open balcony and rolling ladders spaced around to help reach books higher up. There were tables for studying, several of which were occupied by wolves I recognized as some of Ethan’s guards. There were little reading nooks in odd corners, with plush chairs and reading lights, and a few odd little nests of pillows and blankets set near the windows.

"Well, who knows? Maybe once you learn how to keep your mouth shut in a library, I can consider." "Once people know we go to that bookshop, it won't be as quiet anymore. We don't want that, do we?" "We?" I echoed, a mocking laugh escaping my lips. "Hey, there's no 'we' between you and me, nor between me and your fellow princes." "That doesn't hide the fact that we are the Pillars or we like libraries, my dear," he replied in the same mocking tone and a smile. "Otherwise, the five of us wouldn't have met there."