Blood Palace Novels & Stories

I continued- I took one big step and hurried up the remainder of the staircase. When I walked down the left hallway I tried my best to ignore the fact that I was tipping around the dark halls of a brothel overseen by a money-hungry ghoul with a deeper frown than Mrs Smith. But then again I was probably dead the second I stepped back into the palace so I might as well aid in my curiosity while I had the chance. There was a thin light that spread through the halls but it didn't reach the walls. For an establishment that catered to the rich and powerful, the state of everything was astonishingly deteriorated. It was clear that the money didn't go towards renovations.

They soon get into pleasant random conversations, which consumes about thirty minutes of their time. "Can you call me any of my mates?" Eleanor asks her. "Oh! I saw Enzo in the drawing room." The drawing room is like an arts museum where lots of beautiful artifacts and family pictures, including those of the great grand parents of Eleanor are, the palace was built many centuries ago but King Alphonsus got so lucky to incur wealth for him, thereby renovating it to look like a presidential villa. "Get her here!" "Ok ma." Anna gives a sweet smile before walking off to do what she's asked. She finds Enzo still in the painting room, admiring the numerous artifacts most of which are produced by fa

"Just let the damn girl in! A guard who seemed to be asleep by a corner shot one eye open and screamed. Micah was given access; she smiled faintly before walking through the gates. The guards at the third gate seemed nonchalant; she wasn't even spared a glance. Soon she found herself walking down a stoned pathway. Palm trees and colorful bushes form a unique maze, with butterflies perching on some flowers and some looming in the air. Immediately after she stepped into the palace, a sultry wind blew past, and the cloak slowly fell off her face, exposing a rare beauty. Micah pursed her rosy lips in astonishment as she gazed at the interior place; such splendor—never in her life has she seen su

I cracked the door open ever so slightly and peeked out. Outside stood the palace as Vivian said it would. It was magnificent. I had never seen the palace before. The beauty of the city paled in its comparison. It was also huge, it towered over the city. Seeming to look over it, as if it was there to protect the people around it. Maybe once that’s what its purpose was. If so, that was a purpose long forgotten. The palace sat on top of a hill surrounded by gardens and a well-kept forest. It was white, and gothic in style. While beautiful with its columns and striking spires. It kind of reminded me of what I imagined a vampires house to be like. Hopefully my odds are better than that outcome w

The uncertainty gnawed at me as I entered the palace, my senses on high alert for any sign of danger or opportunity. As I entered the palace of the Night Moon Pack, I was struck by its ancient grandeur. Despite its age, the palace still exuded a sense of majesty, with intricate artifacts and designs that seemed to whisper stories of the past. The walls were adorned with tapestries depicting the pack's history, and the floors creaked beneath my feet, polished to a shine by generations of footsteps. But I forced myself to focus, remembering that I wasn't here to sightsee or admire the beauty of the palace. I had been abducted, and my priority was to find a way out, not to indulge in aesthetic

“I’m sure everyone has found a roommate by now. Follow the servants inside, they will show you to your quarters.” Of course, I was the last to find someone willing to share a room with me, for a few days. Hilda must have picked me because all the others were taken. We follow the crowd through the massive entrance. The palace interior is no less dazzling than its exterior, high vaulted ceilings, carved archways brimming with gold, and opulent furniture. It is exactly as I expected, a little paradise. Up ahead, Heather stride confidently at the front and asks Lady Eleanor, “If I may, when will we get to meet the Emperor?”

Shama alighted from her carriage and walked towards the royal palace. The royal palace was a sight to behold. Towering spires pierced the azure sky, their golden tips gleaming in the sunlight. The white marble walls were adorned with intricate carvings, depicting scenes of myth and legend. A grand fountain graced the courtyard, its waters cascading into a pool of shimmering lapis lazuli. The maids and servants working in the garden paused to stare at her for a moment, then resumed their tasks.

Edmund held out his hand, "are you ready to see our palace?" Sky grabbed his index finger. "Yeah!" Then, Edmund turned his head to the side. He offered his other elbow. "You ready?" Alice blinked. She stopped looking around, fixed her gaze on Edmund. "Yes." She awkwardly linked her hand to his muscular biceps. Together, they stepped inside. As soon as they passed through the door, Sky got amazed again. "Wow, Uncle Ed, this really is a palace!" Sky's eyes sparkled looking at the beautiful interior of the room. Giant pillars, gold-carved stairs, and sparkling strings of lights—she loved the design.

“I feel very popular.” He didn’t even glance at me. “You are.” The city rose higher as we moved inward, the buildings becoming larger, grander. At the very center stood the palace. Massive. Towering crystal spires pierced the glowing sky, linked by delicate bridges and framed by shimmering frozen gardens. The palace looked ancient—older than Bloodbury, older than anything I’d seen. Beautiful. And dangerous.. I want to ask how the fuck does a wolf can live here. But I think there's much more pressing matters at hand.

Chapter 46: Out of the angle Third Person’s POV Palacio di Bulan (Moon’s Palace); A century ago “Avanti!” Palacio di Bulan is a mystical mass of land that floats beneath the space between the earth and the moon. At the center lies a temple that nothing occupies but millions of celosia cristata flowers glowing azure and lilac with a pond in it as the moon’s light darts upon. On the temple’s left side stands a huge castle. It was of marble that reflects the light of the moon. There was a broken brick bridge by the arch entrance that seems like it has been cut intentionally. Like there has to be its other half left behind.