Castle Jester Novels & Stories

Jeremy: Nice to meet you again, Mr Castillo, Are you ready to talk? Mr Castillo: Foolish little boy, you think this is a game? You think you can get away with this? You think you're untouchable because your father lets you come to the meetings? You are nothing but the bastard son of a whore. You should be in the ground, rotting with your traitorous swine of a mother. (spits on Jeremy's face)

Jester said, "Uh... shit... I miss this so much, babe." The woman just continued to tickle as it began to undress the man's lower part. As for Jester, he caressed the area in the middle of her femininity. Jenny took off the man's belt and caressed his penis. Jester said, "Uh... shit... I miss this so much, babe." The woman just continued to tickle as it began to undress her lower part. He caressed the area in the middle of the woman's femininity and spat on it to moisten it.

What are you doing? Geni: Laundry. Want some company? Me: I know what you're trying to do. I'm fine. Geni: You're not fine. You've been moping around all week. He's an asshole. You need some fun. Me: Yes he's an asshole. But fun on my day off means Jamie Fraser in a kilt. Geni: Really. Which episode are you on? When I don't answer her fast enough, because I don't honestly know, she texts again.

My words tumbled out, desperate and broken. But he just stared at me like I was nothing. Like he didn’t feel the same fire burning in my chest that was eating me alive. My voice cracked. "You felt it… you have to." But King Jester only shook his head slowly, as if I were some crazy stranger. "You’re a Stealer," he said, his voice low but heavy, like thunder before a storm. "Men feel strange things around you. They mistake it for a bond, but it’s fake. It’s cursed. You are cursed."

“In the ‘resence of your afa?” I bow my head. “No, I wouldn’t dare to watch another when I have you.” “Nonsense!” He roars, taking a staggering step toward me. As his hand raises for another hit, the door bursts open and I see the color before I see the man. It’s the jester. He staggers in. The panicked beat of my heart doubles. “Didn’t see you there.” Then he breaks into a drunken song. “Weak Alpha! Weak Alpha! Crown made out of shame! Bullies those who trust him, then trembles all the same!”

His voice was self depreciating. "Yeah well, believe me, having so much blood sucked out of you to heal someone isn't fun. Blood transfer is personal to us. But Queen Avalyn won't be happy to find you dead." Jester said and dug into a slave's neck, drinking her blood. He'll have to regain his strength after so much blood loss. "She's dead anyways." A growl escaped me, "she's fucking not, alright." His head snapped to me, only now realising that I was here. "What do you mean?"

Yes, today should finally be a day that runs smoothly. ~~~~~ -LUCIFER- “Please, my King! Have mercy!” The demon servant begged on his knees before me. As it turns out, I’ll be killing two birds with one stone in this trip to the Citadel of Sorrows. The traitor in my palace and the demon cunt that sees herself fit to be a queen...what a laugh. “I don’t understand the lack of loyalty from you.” I say looking down at the servant in disgust. “You were compensated well for your work, your family taken care of and yet you still betray me and my Queen...for what?”

He stopped mid-sentence as I emerged. "Why do you have a Castillo in your arms?" I gave him a look that promised death if he kept talking. But Jose's eyes drifted to Cass’s face. "Holy hell. What did they do to him?" The exterior door swung open. Jax stepped in, glaring. "Did I hear someone say Castillo?" He looked down at Cass, his expression a mix of shock and fury. "Nav..." "He looks like he’s in a trance." Jose backed away slightly. "Did you put a spell on him or something?"

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p

“Are you the Jester?” “You’ve heard of me? How wonderful. Indeed, I am the Jester of Your Dreams. Messenger of the Masters. Nobody’s fool, and everybody’s fool. I’ve come to invite you to the Palace of Laughter where you will be the beloved of the Masters and all you desire will be yours.” Clearly, I was being sold a bill of goods. The fact this thing thought I would just swallow this line of bull was annoying enough to take the shiver out of my spine. A little. “And what do I have to do in return?”