Chateau De Castel Novels & Stories

He questioned, "Having second thoughts?" "No," she answered as she fixed her hair. "Never." "Good. There’s no going back now." "I know." Callie looked out the window as the cab drove through the wrought iron gates and down a long driveway. The limestone facade of the Castillo mansion came into view and she stepped out of the cab to enter the large glass doors. The security for the event checked the invitations as people walked through the marble foyer. When she was researching about the mansion, she learned it had been built in the late 1920's in the French chateau style with over twenty bedrooms.

I pull into an impressively grand château just outside of Paris and drive around a grand fountain in the centre of the driveaway illuminated by small strobe lights that make the water glow and welcome you onto the property. It’s a stunning three-story estate with an incredible number of windows, each illuminated with an exterior light that gives the structure a warm cozy feel to an otherwise ostentatious piece of architecture. Eight large windows line the first story, then nine on the second and seven on the third. Definitely not the ideal location for mayhem and murder, but it is also far enough from a main road that you could scream for hours and never be heard.

~092 Ascension The Château de Roux was a fortress masquerading as elegance. Hidden deep in the Bordeaux countryside, the ancient estate had been restored to perfection-complete with marble courtyards, a ballroom bathed in gold light, and towering iron gates laced with hidden surveillance. Nova never did anything halfway. Bella adjusted the silk sash of her midnight-blue gown as she stepped out of the sleek black car. Her heels clicked against the gravel, the night air sharp with pine and smoke.

She was unimpressed by the sign, not the guy. “You must be Monsieur Reign.” His accent was thick. “A pleasure to meet you.” I guess he was unaware of our history then. Because normally, people from Olivia’s life flipped me a bird when they saw me. “So where are we going?” I asked him. “We have rented out this beautiful Chateau built in the seventeenth century. Trust me, it is the perfect place of retreat for city-birds like yourselves.” “A Chateau?” Olivia asked. “Not a hotel?”

Storm stopped the car outside Château de Selene. Pulling out a foldable wheelchair from the boot, he opened the passenger seat door and helped Jay into the wheelchair. Château de Selene was the largest building within Tourmaline Estate, designed to look like luxurious French buildings. Within it held thousands of guards and five to six hundred nannies and servants alike. The place was an embodiment of wealth. Every movement made since the second Storm pushed Jay through Château de Selene’s garden entrance was watched by the castle’s surveillance system.

Chapter 38 Dom's POV the car halted with a screeching sound in front of the 'Torreto castle' which was situated in a VIP area in the city of California. the name TORETO CASTLE was imprinted in gold slate at the top of the entrance gate of the large estate. and we made our way into the large castle where I was greeted by the royal maids and butler who led me through to the dining hall. wasn't it supposed to be her birthday? why's it not crowded?

I looked out the window and Caprice Casino was on the right, toward the end of the strip. It was huge, extending three city blocks, which included the hotel and casino, and it was a castle. It wasn’t a cheap knock off, but a real, genuine brick-and-mortar castle. Lights illuminated it, changing between purple, orange, green, gold, red, and blue—just about every color imaginable—and it was just as spectacular in every color. The other buildings of the hotel matched the castle perfectly, appearing to be a magnificent eleventh century village.

EKO CITADEL The cuffs came off with a sharp click, leaving red rings on Tunde’s wrists. He rubbed them absently as the heavy doors slid open, flooding the corridor with warm, golden light. “Welcome to the Citadel, Tunde,” Makan said, his voice calm, almost fatherly.

“Perhaps, the fog made them couldn’t see the caravan.” Celestine stared at her, not only Celestine but also Jacques looked with his eyebrows to be bridged each other. He stopped chewing up his bread and swallowed the bit inside his mouth hard. “Is it foggy right now in the Hermosa Catolina?” Celestine asked and her mouth was opened vaguely with her bulged eyes. She was biting her lip. Valentino kept chewing his breakfast and wiped his mouth with a serviette. His eyes were looking around the surroundings. The mountain above the castle looked nearby with its green wood carpet. The castle was built on the valley of Hermosa Catolina with the beautiful lake Catolina under the castle.

our driver said shyly. I automatically let go of Chase and peeked outside the car. Once again, I was surprised. We were in front of White Castle Events Place, one of the event places owned by Chase’s family company. It’s famous across the country for its castle theme, resembling something straight out of a Disney movie. The building itself looked like a castle, surrounded by a spacious garden filled with various flowers. At the center was a large fountain illuminated beautifully at night. The entire area sparkled with fairy lights.