Disney Descendants Castle Mga Nobela at Kwento

"And they say he's never taken a consort. You will be the first. The only." The convoy of cars moved through the night. My mother praised Damien the entire way. "He has three castles, a dozen biotech firms, and the world's largest synthetic blood production line." "Most importantly, he is completely free of scandal. In the night world, a man like that is a rare find." "You'll love him. I promise." An hour later, we arrived at the Obsidian Castle. The magnificent fortress stood on a cliff's edge, built entirely of black obsidian that gave off a dark sheen in the moonlight.

The house is bracketed by thick stands of trees on both sides, but the view down to the water is clear from the back. I've never been here before. Still, I know exactly where we are. Oliver talked about it all the time. It's his family's cabin. He wanted to bring me here. We'd been to another cabin, right on the edge of Indiana Dunes State Park. Now we're here, this time at the Castle residence. Oliver came here as a child. He said it was the only time he got to see his parents for more than ten minutes in a row. Which is sad, but not sad enough to make me forget the kidnapping part.

“Is it yours?” “Yes.” I knew he was rich, but who the hell could afford to buy a castle? “This place must have cost a fortune.” “It didn’t cost me anything. I’m descended from the House of Alpin.” I wasn’t going to sugarcoat it. I didn’t know shit about world history. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what that means…” “My bloodline comes from royalty. My ancestors used to rule over Scotland. I’m the last living descendant of the house. Therefore, it’s mine.”

I couldn’t even spot a speck of dust. “It’s too well maintained to be completely abandoned by humans. Who is looking after it?” “This majestic castle is in the possession of us spirits. The locals of nearby villages don’t dare step into it as this place is famous for being extremely haunted,” said Desmond. “Are we even in my country?” I asked. “No.” I swallowed hard on my saliva in fear. Elaine had mentioned an acquaintance of her getting kidnapped by an incubus. He could be a demon as well. Would I meet a similar fate if I continued to reject his love?

“But she left my mother her estate. Just check it out.” It was a little more than an hour drive. Then he stopped in front of a steel-gated estate. He blew the horn and waved at the CCTV camera. Immediately, the gate opened. We were entering a huge property. My jaw dropped. It was not just a mansion. It was almost like… a freaking castle! “Your mother owns this?” Ryder nodded. “Soon we will own it too, along with Paris.” I stared at him, unable to believe what he’s saying. “Who lives here?”

“Anybody have any idea where this castle could be?” Valerian spoke up first. “I might have something.” “Spit it out!” I snapped. “Okay, okay. There’s a castle in Germany the royals are known to visit a lot. It came up in Kenneth’s research. They owned all kinds of places, villas, penthouses, mansions, but the only castles in their hands were the Edemas ruins and this one in Germany. That’s where the royals relocated after Edemas’s family fell. These days it’s partly a tourist spot. The front section is open as a museum and sightseeing area. The back half and the rest of the property are still used as a private residence. That could be the place.”

They didn’t even get to say a proper hello to their aunt. “Follow me.” Bertie proudly led the team with a rascally aura. Frank and Ed looked at Bertie and his tails in disdain before deciding not to waste their sweet time and decided to take a stroll before calling it a day. Bertie got his team to drive slowly following the trail of petals. The trail ended at the gates of the Emerstone castle. This was the ancestral abode of the Adalases; the castle grounds were still maintained by family of the butler who has guarded the home for centuries even though the masters never returned once they left towards the end of 18th century or the beginning of the 19th; Who knows?

I sat at the school's pool, reading my history textbook. I didn't understand it but I was trying. Not a single soul was at the pool to my delight. I love reading in quiet places. It was just me, my book, and the shimmering dancing water. I was reading about the foundation of Twilight Castle; it was originally the first vampire royal castle before the great vampire queen, Queen Rida Red, who willed it to be a school for every paranormal after her death. The present king, Dermot's father, built a much bigger and better castle to live in, while this one became a school.

It was little Diana, Moses's last born named after Princess Diana. After the greetings, Geoffrey and the ladies walked back inside the castle as Jonathan and his uncle took a ride in his red vintage ford convertible to his stable, a few meters from the castle. Jonathan stared at his uncle whose eyes were fixed on the road, the man noticed and raised his voice. “You don't seem to feel this place anymore.” He suggested. “Of course I do, I spent my whole childhood here.” Jonathan replied, as they approached the wooden structure. “Ah! Then what bothers you my boy, does the old man haunt you too,” He asked, referring to his late father.

"But Aiden, how do you build a tree house in the middle of the forest? besides, you also have a bed, a kitchen, a chair and a fireplace. Do you also often go to town?" "No! only occasionally if I need something!" "I see? did you also get this ring when you went to town?" "Yes!" "Is ... is that so? so, you've prepared it for me. Is the city far from this forest?" "Do you want to go?" "Is it okay? because I'm from Lithonia, right?" "It's okay, as long as you're not a descendant of the king!" he said with cold eyes, making Nathania shudder. "If ... if I were a descendant of a king, what would happen?" she asked to be sure.