Castle Pillow Novels & Stories

"Why do you want me to promise you one thing?" Belle Rose took a deep breath in, and she stated. "You know that we are going to Hohenzollern Castle on Friday and we are staying at a hotel nearby as well as sharing the same hotel room. (Fatima says, 'Yeah, and what hotel that we are going to be staying at?') We will stay at Gasthof Hotel Lowen, and it is not that far from Hohenzollern Castle. If something does happen to me while we are at Hohenzollern Castle, can you promise me that you don't tell my parents and Ayers that I am there? Because I don't want to be dragged away from there and be forced to marry someone I don't love. As I feared that they may or may not come to the castle and drag

The house had 5 bedrooms and a small out house, Snake and Brett were staying in. My room is right on the end, next to Kylie, the queen bed has a white rich cotton duvet and two black velvet overlays flattened out on the bottom half. The cushion covers are white with black striped patterns. The room has a thick cream carpet, definitely imported from Turkey. The room walls are rough textured with a small desk, a soft high back chair pushed in, and a built in electric fireplace. It’s cozy for a spare bedroom. Too cosy.

“I sure will, but I know I can handle her. I don't want to disturb Mrs Williams Carlson's recipes with a charming smile. The time was announced and her boarding gate was. Some staff came just in time to help her board the plane. She was no regular customer. As the air hostess, laid eyes on MR Carlson Cobswell, they hurriedly bowed in respect. Never would they have thought they would see him in such casual clothes. None of them was in anything fancy, while the morning birds were yet to start chirping, Cassandra was in a 2 piece of nightwear while her husband wore the same nightwear but that of the male version. It was good seeing them so much stuff without noticing. “Mr and Mrs Carlson look g

Emily supplied, handing Cassandra a key on a Sunset Palace logo keyholder. "Thank you," Cassandra replied, entering the room. Like the rest of the hotel, it was exquisite. The same high ceilings, a thick fluffy carpet on the floor, and a gold chandelier over a queen size bed. The room was tastefully decorated with furniture that screamed expensive, but Cassandra only had eyes for the bed. She would take a quick shower in the adjoining bathroom and crawl between the inviting silk sheets. "Do you mind if I ask you something," Emily said, fidgeting in place, a nervous look on her face.

Irene “I counted them, Les. There are exactly fourteen pillows on this bed.” I sat cross-legged in the center of the enormous mattress, tossing one of the absurdly expensive silk throw pillows into the air before catching it again. The bed was so soft it barely felt real, more like sinking into a cloud engineered specifically for wealthy people with stress disorders. Across from me, Alessia lounged against the mountain of cushions with her bare feet tucked beneath her silk dress, a bowl of half-eaten truffle risotto balanced precariously on the nightstand beside her.

Everything about the day was ordinary, beautifully, deceptively ordinary. Cassian and Celeste squealed as the tide tickled their ankles, running up the shore with buckets in hand. They were halfway through building a lopsided sandcastle kingdom, Celeste’s fortress had seashell guards, while Cassian had engineered a working moat with filtered water channels. Arla-Rosa watched them from her spot beneath a pale linen parasol, legs folded, a book resting unread in her lap.

The next morning, Kyra woke up feeling well rested. Her body felt like it is hugging a soft cloud. She immediately recognized that this is not her bed. And thick familiar scent filled the entire room. Its the scent of pine, cinnamon and some spice which is uniquely Kaiser Varkas. Her eyes snapped open as she recollected everything that happened the other night. She sat up with a start and looked around richly decorated room with golden framed paintings, thick couch made with expensive Blackwood. It has intricate patterns woven at the back and the arm rest looks like a wolf's paw, so does the legs. The golden shimmer drapes, rich rugs complimented the area perfectly.

he answered with a sincere voice. "He was attacked by the tribesmen! Did your people describe them?" I asked eagerly in confusion. "No. They didn't. Sorry, I can have you talk to her if you wish to," he answered as he stood up and lifted me in his arms. He brought me inside the huge bedroom, lit up by the same luminous crystals. The bed was wide and low—it was slightly covered by the draping red curtain from the ceiling down to the floor. The cover was made of silk, and it was as white as a white pearl. The pillows were also made of silk, but it was not just ordinary silk; it was finer than the silk we used to make.

Nathan said kissing her cheek and leaving her chambers. Janice helped Cassie out of her dress under skirts and corset. Cassie put on a black night dress and house coat. Slipped into her slippers. Then dismissed Janice for the night. Nathan had left the door between the two chambers open. Cassie slowly walked into his room and looked around. The hearth was bigger than the one in her chambers. There was a desk and chair lots of bookcases. On one wall it was all closet doors. The huge bed sat off to one side. It was covered with a rich black duvet and lots of pillows in red and black. A black sheer netting hung around the bed from the ceiling tied to the posts with ribbons. The floors were a de