Castle Pillow Novels & Stories

All three shelves were packed with books of all kinds. The Scottish and Union Jack flags hung on the wall between the bathroom and closet. The bed had a patchwork quilt on it. He was glad to see that she only had two pillows on it and not a ton of useless throw pillows. Even the couch only had a pillow at either end and a bright blue afghan across the back. “Are yeh okay?” Nessie asked wrapping her arms around his waist. He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair. “No.”

Cassidy's POV Clothes hit the floor in a frenzy of urgency: my gown unzipped with a swift tug, pooling at my feet in a whisper of silk; his shirt ripped open by my impatient hands, buttons scattering across the hardwood floor like fallen stars. He lifted me effortlessly, his biceps flexing under my touch as he carried me to the king-sized bed draped in luxurious silk sheets that felt cool against my heated skin. The room was lavish—a crackling fireplace casting flickering shadows on the walls, moonlight filtering through heavy velvet curtains, the faint scent of sandalwood from a nearby candle—but all I could see, all I could focus on, was him.

Alpha Caspian says you should take this. “Thank you” I nodded at her as she walked out, I looked round the room, I'm guessing it was Caspian room from the splendor everywhere I looked, the king sized bed I was in was covered in silk sheets, there was a walk in closet the size of my whole house to my right. I gazed round and the white envelope on the table to the side caught my attention.

I rolled my eyes and shifted off to sleep. ~ Someone was caressing my hair. Mm, it's felt so good and comfortable. I squeezed the soft pillow that I was holding and caressed it resulting in a gasp to follow. Pillow? Weren't I sleeping on the couch then where did the pillow come from? Did I go to my bedroom? No, I don't think so. Then what's this? I caressed it again, it's hard, muscular. Now I'm hearing a moan. OH NO!

"caspien who was behind me asked with a curious expression.''None of your business.i said as I opened the door to my room "ough, that hurts.''caspien said foreign hurt as I rolled my eyes. ''Nice you got there girl."caspien said as he browsed around my little empire which was coloured black and white. It comprise of A queen size bed covered with a white duvet and a black quilt lay in the center of the room with a sofa in the left corner.A learning area with shelves of book was positioned at the adjacent it and two doors at the right corner that leads to the bathroom and closet plus a floor to ceiling window that opens to the balcony facing the garden.

I gave her a robe and led her to her bed, telling her to rest for a moment while I cleaned up the living room. Leaving the room, I brought my hand to my mouth, suppressing a scream at the sight of the mess that devil's daughter had made. My eyes widened as the cushions of the armchair were torn apart, and despite being caught, she continued attacking that pillow, or rather, that rag, since all the feathers were scattered everywhere... What am I going to do? I'm dead, those pillows are imported from Paris. God, we're talking about Paris, I don't even have a penny to my name, where am I going to get those expensive feather pillows from?

Jack asks if he can get a Naughty Shirley Temple later. When he sees I haven't noticed it yet, Noah points me toward the center of the room where the food is. I gasp. The centerpiece is a giant sandcastle. It is an almost perfect replica of the one we built so long ago. It's beautiful. I step closer and realize that there is more to it than just the towers and seashells, though. The moat is shallow and filled with some sort of glass to make it look like water. Swimming through the glass are sharks made of sand. Lemon sharks.

My eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape, searching for anything I could use as a weapon. “YOU DID!” Caspian roared. His voice cracked, losing every trace of humanity. The next second he lunged at me. He didn’t draw a weapon. Instead, he grabbed the thick feather pillow lying beside me. Before I could even scream, the pillow slammed over my face. Darkness. Smothering, suffocating darkness swallowed me. Caspian pressed his full weight onto me, one knee crushing my chest, forcing my ribs to their breaking point. With brutal strength, he shoved the pillow against my mouth and nose.

My pillow felt so comfortable, I turned to get more comfortable wrapping my hands around the pillow. Now I was cuddling with the pillow, seriously what's wrong with you Shayan? Maybe I'd need to buy a teddy bear or something. The pillow had a scent that filled my nostrils and then the pillow wrapped its hands around me. But my pillow doesn't even have hands, I stood up realising who the pillow was. Kel Adrios was on my bed! "Adrios, get out of my bed," I shouted pushing him.

I went down to the kitchen to get some cold coffee, and then I settled myself in the lounge room, where Winston said we will receive guests in the future. The whole mansion was awfully quiet and dimly lit, save for where I was currently sitting. It was a long cream-colored couch with a brown fuzzy rug underneath. The house's color palette was a bohemian home of coffee and cream, with a modern touch of some white and grey. And of course, the crazy huge chandeliers everywhere I look in the house.