William Hall Library の小説・ストーリー

I didn’t need any more distractions, I was determined to finish the book today, which I did. I stretched getting up from my seat to return my novel to the shelf I had picked it from, I strolled back to the table to pick up my used plate, leaving the library behind, I walked into the kitchen where I placed the plates in the kitchen sink after which I proceeded up to William’s room, gently pushing the door open to his room, I walked over to his side table and immediately noticed William absence in the room, I heard the water running in the bathroom. Just as I was about to leave the room, the bathroom door opened and William walked out with only a towel around his waist.

"Thank you. The history section is on second floor, to your right." "Thank you." William smiled a bit and then turned towards his right heading for the besutifully marbled stairs. "I hope, she is in the history department only. This libraray is like a maze." William gasped in shock as he looked as hundreds of shelves and thousands of books all around him just on the first floor. He quickly took the stairs to the second floor and entered a gigantic circular room, with several shelves all around it. "Now where must she be?"

Of course, Faith was understandably saddened about this, but has now realised that leaving him was one of the best things she ever did. William always managed to pop in to see Faith at least once a day, stealing her breath and making her heart gallop in her chest. A couple of days ago he had taken her to a vast, grandiose library at the end of her floor. It was astounding in Victorian style with a tiled chessboard floor and books covering the walls like moths to a flame. The library was built on two stories, with white ladders allowing you to reach the books at the top. The shelves were all made out of magnificent marble with gold edgings, and on the second floor, there were floor cushions a

"Wearing boy's clothes is making you look like a scarecrow." That evening, I sat hunched over my notebook, absently tapping my pencil as William and I waited for Vlad to join us at the library. "I don't think he's going to come, that lazy bum," William said with a cold and exact voice, shifting in his chair. "Well, we can start," I said, wondering why William detested Vlad so much. The library was really quiet, just as I liked it, with only the soft scratching of pencils and the occasional quick movement of a bookshelf breaking the silence. My gaze drifted towards the window, watching for any sign of Vlad's arrival through the darkness outside.

"If you have such an idea, return to the mansion to rest. I'll entrust Bruce's care to others. " William entered the second-floor study after a brief glance at the housekeeper. The housekeeper looked at the back of William and sighed helplessly. William had barely sat down in the study when he heard short, piercing cries and the faint sound of objects breaking. William closed his eyes and pushed open the library door. In a matter of minutes, the formerly tidy and spotless hall had devolved into a massive garbage pile. Everything that could be crushed had been shattered. Bruce stepped barefoot on the glass-strewn carpet. The housekeepers, nannies, and servants trailed him, but none dared to s

He gives me a kiss and we head off to the pack library. I haven’t been in this room since the tour about a month ago. The amount of work Willow has done is incredible. Books are on shelves in an obvious order and volumes are together. An advanced system to log all the information. Artifacts on display with pride and behind glass after being properly cared for. “Wow Willow. This is amazing work”. “Thanks. This is why I love doing what I do. You learn so much from history and preserving it gives us a chance to learn from it”. She is beaming with pride.

History, it reads. I sigh since I never saw the point in learning about dead people and the things they did in the past. Besides, what's buried should remain buried, right? "Hey, Alex, I'll see you in chemistry. I gotta go to the library," William says as he picks up his books. "Yeah, it's cool. I'll see you later then." So, I'm walking down the corridors trying to navigate my way to class, which, mind you, isn't easy. Every inch of this place looks the same to me. I finally reach my class ten minutes late. I approach the door and knock.

Chapter 17 One day William accidentally saw a book in their garage. He picked it up before William went upstairs to change his clothes. But on the same day, William's Mother scolds him after her mother was being called in the t police station for another case of vandalizing. "This is a Library but not like the ordinary library those books you are seeing wasn't a novel it was the record of the human life" Oh, that's why there are so many books here.

His last interaction with Aria left him distracted that he couldn't afford to focus on his work at hand. She was obviously bothered by something. Seeing as how she shifted the conversation the minute I mentioned Mikhail most likely mean he was the person to cause her distress. William thought to himself before holding the oil lamp and heading out of his room, nodding at the guards in front of his room before heading towards the library. *** William opens the library door to find Mikhail asleep on the desk as his saliva ran down his chin. He furrowed his brows at the unsightly scene but placed his oil lamp across from Mikhail and observed the neatly arranged books on the shelves around the ro

William stayed out all night. And I didn't sleep all night. I was not worried about where he was going. Of course, he was at the woman's, with her and their child. I got off work in the evening and saw William standing in front of my company. "Don't be mad." When he saw me, William immediately came to me. "We're going back to Mom and Dad's for dinner today. Be nice to them, okay?" I frowned, should I tell them?