A Castle For Christmas 2 Novels & Stories

However, as I turned to leave, Louis took my hand and said, "No matter what your mom says, I'll only believe what I see. "Our wedding will go ahead as planned. Don't you dare think about leaving me." My eyes stung with unexpected tears. This was the first time anyone had chosen to believe me despite my mother's words. … After the disastrous Christmas dinner, Louis noticed my lingering gloom and suggested that we go on a road trip for a few days. We chose to go to a nearby small town. The festive atmosphere here felt much richer. The food was also wonderfully fresh. Louis and I had a great time.

I learned to be thankful and quiet. That acceptance made me hate Christmas. Love songs made my skin crawl. The lights under our tree looked like glass eyes. The ribbons on the presents were traps. Every year, the house tuned itself to cheer and I pretended to enjoy it. The twenty-fifth became the night when a new kind of cold touched my bones. It was the day the truth had crawled out at me like an animal. It was the day I had learned how much of my life had been decided by other hands.

she nodded, and he kissed her cheek. He bought a 16th-century castle for her. He knew she was into this fantasy like Dracula and vampires, so he brought her a goth castle right by the seaside. Although he could put the whole world on her feet, this was a small token for her for giving his beautiful children.

We needed Christmas more than ever this year. And so, that is how I ended up taking on the task of organising the events for everyone in the castle. Christmas or what most of the castle residence referred to as yule, was promising to be the biggest that the castle had ever seen. And as each day passed, and more and more people came, the bigger the event grew.

, Long Chen led everyone in front of an immense and luxurious castle, similar to the castle of a god king, as they approached the castle was changing, becoming bigger and more beautiful. "Fairy Castle", the girls shouted upon seeing the castle created by Long Chen . "Come in and make yourself comfortable", Long Chen said in a tired voice, his power was starting to get out of control, so much so that even he couldn't do anything to calm it down, the girls noticed that Long Chen's energy started to release and Li ' er scream.

I was sitting on the edge of her bed, fingers combing through her hair, and I paused for half a second. Adrian laughed softly from the screen. “Technically, a play castle. But yes. A castle.” Poppy shrieked with joy, a betrayal of eardrums everywhere and a direct threat to every living thing within a two-house radius. “I knew it! I knew Daddy loves me the most in the whole world!” I patted her thigh. “Volume, little dictator.” “Sorry,” she said, sounding not even remotely sorry, then turned back to the screen. “Does it have towers? Is it pink? Is there a bridge? A place for horses? A room for CEO Barbie?”

Thank God the Langstons don’t rule Upper Castles. In Amaenia, there are ten regions, and each region is ruled by a seat holder. Upper Castles, where we live, is ruled by the Caddels. Our neighbour, The Capital, is the central region of the country and is ruled by the Albertines— the country royalty. The Vandenbergs rule North Ventrise, and then the Barringtons in Barnsley, the Whitlocks in Wells Spring, the Hogwoods in Hillstone, the Hansleys in Hathbourne, the Silvius in Southcove, the Castellans in Chesterfield, and the Langstons in Lancastre.

The third room is locked. I stand in front of the locked door for a long moment, hand on the handle, knowing this is important. Why lock a door in your own home unless you're hiding something? I move on before I get caught. The hallway opened into a massive living area, all windows and modern furniture and that enormous Christmas tree I saw when I first woke up. Presents are stacked underneath, wrapped in silver and white. I wonder if any of them are real or if they're just props in the set design of our supposed perfect life.