Captain Montgomery Castle Novels & Stories

My cheeks flushed even further as I tried to bat my eyes out of the situation. “It was amazing wasn’t it?” Mary inquired and I felt my stomach tighten as butterflies started to emerge. I got up from the chair and forced a smile on my lips. “I think we should start heading out now,” I said hurriedly. Mary and Leticia exchanged knowing looks before nodding. I started walking out of the room, and they caught up with me as the tour began. “This castle was built ten thousand years ago by Alpha Darius’ great-grandparents. It can house about a million wolves,” Mary narrated as we walked down the corridors of the large castle.

“I will see you later. We’ve prepared a small feast in your honor.” The older shifter follows me from the courtyard into the castle. On his way, he explains that the rest of the family and Coit are also on their way, but he was closer, visiting another pack in hopes of looking for the missing shifters together, when Emory let him know I’d gotten Lydia to safety. The castle, called Burgundersee, sits next to a large lake called Lake Nett. It’s an ancient castle with eight towers, timber roofs, and turrets. It’s not nearly as large as Castle Graystone, so it doesn’t take long to reach the hospital wing.

He stopped pushing the swing, allowing me to get off from the swing, and looked at him straightly. He didn't utter a word as he just looked at me, waiting for me to speak, which I did. "There is something I need to tell you," I said after taking a deep breath, and when I still didn't hear any reply from him, I continued. "My name is Martina Montgomery, and I'm not just a guest in the castle," I said. "I know who you are and I know that you are Master Zion's wife," he said making me dumbfounded.

Holy Clan Kingdom where the castle set nestled in the top of the mountains. Bradford ran through the city on the cobblestone roads across the drawbridge through the great massive doors, where his best friend Margaret caught him with a warning “A great caster bitten born has arrived. I might be afraid of my position in the clan if I were you.” He ran past her and ran to his quarters. She watched as he went up the grand stairwell and ran to the right.

However, Harvey did not mind since he was there to help Alexei get his revenge, not to show off. In no time, the two of them had passed through the 15-mile long paths and arrived at the end of the valley. Protected by steep cliffs from three directions, there was a medieval castle located here. The castle looked like a gigantic beast that seemed intent on devouring them all as it lay at the end of the valley. There was a clearing in front of the castle, where dozens of helicopters had been parked. Among them was even a military helicopter, but all its weapons had been removed.

How close they were. “Yes, Boss. I asked the men to keep one of them alive for your interrogation. Also, Mr. Montgomery collapsed; the doctor said he has to be bedridden.” “Let’s get me a new suit, Dean.” “Yes, Boss.” *~* The Montgomery family is known all over the city as the most powerful, richest, and largest family. The Montgomery family is a playground, a chess where they are pawns. It’s a ground filled with the most twisted minds and they have earned their reputation as the most manipulative.

Celeste gently wakes me up, and my jaws almost instantly drop to the floor when the villa comes into view. More castle than house, perched on the cliffs as if daring the ocean to swallow it whole. Endless rows of windows glitter like watchful eyes. Ivy crawls up stone walls that look older than I am. The driveway is lined with tall iron lanterns that flicker in the salty winds. The castle is massive and imposing. It's stunning and terrifying at the same time, like a prison made of beauty. Who exactly is this Damon Blackwell, and how did my mom even meet him?

​The Aegis was a marvel of naval engineering, a three-hundred-foot testament to the Montgomery family’s belief that they were untouchable. As it sliced through the Atlantic, twenty miles off the coast of Montauk, it hummed with the quiet, expensive power of a private city. Inside the main salon, the air was a haze of expensive cigar smoke and the crisp, ozone scent of high-end air conditioning.

A historical castle stood on the banks of the Senner River, surrounded by lush gardens. The castle had stood for over 400 years. It was said that the glorious revolution that took place in Bretania was inextricably connected to its owner. It was a grand, opulent castle, and rare flowers and shrubs dotted the land for miles around it. On summer evenings, strange and exotic scents would drift through the air to those in the castle. At that moment, Mordecai was in the castle's main hall. Dressed in a long, white robe, he sat beside the fireplace with his eyes closed.