The Archive of the Forgotten (Hell's Library #2)

by A.J. Hackwith

Stories were made of soul stuff, fragmented and spurred from their human authors. Humans could create because they could birth little pieces of their souls to do it. Books existed in the afterlife, because the afterlife was a place of immutable things, including souls.

“Andras knew.” The realization hit Brevity hard, making her pulse race. His sharp teeth and mocking mask of a gentleman’s face. The smothering smell of burning books. “Andras knew; he knew the Library could be used. That’s why he wanted it.”