Why Banned Books Novels & Stories

“ .. Pardon me mam.. I was just in a hurry. Kindly issue me this book." She approached the issuing section and reported the name, number and code of book along with the other credentials to the librarian. “Well, sign here." ordered the librarian drifting a pen towards the girl. She hastily signed the paper over there and before she could leave , the librarian spoke once again getting on her nerves... " Since, it is a prohibited book according to your course, so I can only issue it to you for two days. You have to return it back before day after tomorrow. Otherwise , get ready to pay the heavy fine."

Why will she request access to such a thing when it can only be used to harm people? I took multiple deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. Her fists were clenched and she was still kneeling before me with her forehead touching my feet. She looked a little bit nervous, but determined, not willing to back down or take back her words. “What nonsense! Library of forbidden arts is a collection of books seized from dark sorcerers for over a time spanning thousands of years. They were all from demonic witches, wizards, and the worst of evil. As the wife of the wolf emperor meant to embody grace, love and compassion, why will you want to touch such things if you do not have bad intentions?” Gene

Cold sweat poured down Rabbit’s back, he couldn’t say it. How could he say that he picked this discipline and this college because it was the only one that offered him a scholarship. “Tell me,” he said, “Actually, I-“ shame welled in his chest but he pressed on, “I picked this discipline because it called out to me, I felt the need to see the world through books” “Hmm” Professor Noah hummed, his eyes scanning Rabbit’s face. “You look exhausted” “Oh, well I-“ A loud rumble filled the office.

Nothing from that era of time had made it alive to this time but some enchanting books that were kept hidden, people would teach their little children at a tender age the arts of magic, the children would grow to form a group named the Fiathful whose life they would provide for the sole purpose of coping the wods of the books in lettres then burying them under the ground so they wouldn't be found by the kings' men. Religious practice involving magic and affinity with nature, usually within a pagan tradition had been banned and the children of good, or the faithful, were believed to be vulnerable to the fire of jealousy the kings' med would set on their bodies, burning them alive. However as

That was simply blowing the matter out of proportion, did he think that just because he banned magic in his territory, it will vanish from the world? “ Fine, I get it …” she snapped flinging her arms as she glared at no one in particular. “ He might as well bring Lily to life by some sort of non-magic miracle then,” seriously, he burnt all the books in the library now where was she supposed to find a decent book with a counter curse for dark magic?

I quickly reacted. "I don't know. More stories about them were sold out a thousand years ago. I don't know much but if we are caught reading such books or acting on it, they will have our heads. The realms are not going to take it likely. But what I do know is that it is forbidden. It was also said a thousand years ago, they were brutally slaughtered because it was getting out of hand. They were causing commotions all over the place. Paedophiles were seen engaging in disgusting acts..."

“Is this the same children story about me again? The Devil Man who owned the sweet truck?” “Yes.” “Ask your son where he heard that and file a case against whoever they are.” “Understood.” Then he turned me away. That was close. Silly boy. I almost lost my job because of him. Why were kids so interested to listen to banned stories? The HMB group did its best to make that book disappear from the market. The author was anonymous and although it was written beyond his time, Master Sean persisted an investigation about it. So, to keep my word, I reprimanded Tobby in front of everybody. He was already crying while I was explaining that that story was pure fiction.

Black said. "I'm looking for a particular book. To be candid Cyrus, I do not remember what it looks like but it's a book that you might have seen the late Alpha King and Beta discuss about severally before his death." I hoped he remembered what the book looked like. "It's a book about the forbidden Zeta." I guess he did know the exact book I was talking about. Everyone in every pack had been banned from ever talking about witchcraft. But with Lila's developments, it was now impossible for me to abide by that law.

“My spectral state came as a boon and I strolled right in. My eyes widened as moonlight streamed through the perma-ice skylight and bathed everything. The first thought that entered my mind was: This must be heaven. There were shelves upon shelves of scrolls, hardbound manuscripts and woodblock prints. More importantly, the titles were nothing I had ever heard before, or I had heard of them but only in rumors. It was like finding a cornucopia of buried treasure. I leapt shelf to shelf devouring the titles printed along the thick spines: Practical Wushu, Ice-Breaker Techniques, Do or Jutsu: That is the Question, The Martial Manifesto, The Art of Deception, How to Deal with Dark Ki… “The subje

As boring as it chimed, he treasured it. Before he vacated the entrance, his mind went back to the fresh books brought in today. He wanted to fetch some home and read for the night. Books were fortes that kept him company in his hush little residence. He hadn't stowed them on the rack yet, since the books were confiscated into a chamber ticketed 'Do not enter'. He wondered why some books were retained and harbored there. Books were hinted to be showcased, not concealed like ilks of treacherous makings.