Ebony Castle Novels & Stories

“If Bunny lost his eyebrows again, we are not calling that an emergency.” “Not Bunny.” Sebastian looked at the tablet in her hand. “What?” Poppy immediately turned on the screen and nearly pressed the thing into her father’s face. “This.” Sebastian pulled the tablet back a few inches to preserve his retinas. I looked at the screen from where I was standing. Princess castle. And not just any princess castle either. The thing was dusty pink, white, and gold, with four floors, tiny towers, a plastic elevator, a ballroom, a stable, lights that actually worked, and enough accessories to make one adult lose faith in capitalism.

Knowing that nothing could ever come between us. That was until I arrived here. Vivian was alive. At least for now anyway. Having no idea where she was currently located was an issue. More importantly where we were was less than comforting. Justin navigated me through the winding halls which made my sense of direction and chance of escape seem pointless. So far I could sum the castle up into three words; dark, mysterious, and terrifying. This was not the typical stone castle. Oh no, the castle was made of obsidian blocks. A rare, heavy, durable rock which can only be found in certain areas. Only wealthy people could ever afford the stuff, and somehow Eric managed to grab a whole castle of it

A world that had no idea what lurked in the shadows of the castle on the hill. The castle appeared through the trees, dark and towering, its spires scraping the grey sky. Ysabella's stomach tightened. She had never thought of Emberclaw as intimidating before. It was home. It was where her mate lived, where her daughter slept, where she had built a life from the ashes of betrayal.

"Actually, where are we? Why is it that there are only forests and mountains as far as the eye can see?" "We are in the Blackton Kingdom, Miss. More precisely, we are in the Black Castle." "If this is indeed a kingdom, where do the rest of the people live? There's no way you guys don't have people, right?" "You will see them later, Miss. The Black Castle was built on a cliff in the Blackton Mountains. So it was natural for this place to be surrounded by forests. If you want an urban setting, with Mr. Daran's permission, I can take you for a walk there. But, apparently not today."

Regardless, he was so happy that Scarlet was in their life, he would give up anything to have her there. As they rounded a hilltop, Caleb's castle came into view. Sprawled out in the early morning sun, it was magnificent, just as he had remembered it. Built in a white limestone, with turrets in every direction, immaculately laid out in a large square, with an inner courtyard, and a drawbridge, it sat regal and proud, dominating the otherwise empty countryside. It stood empty, just as he’d hoped it would. For now, he didn’t want to actually bring her into the castle. Instead, he wanted to take her right to the hilltop overlooking the property. Caleb suddenly dove down, pointing, and Caitlin f

You have enough room for a village in your lodging Ebony >> she laughed again [[ it’s called a Suite Raven, now come sit here and let me teach you as much as I could as quickly as I could so you could get back home without being caught ]] …………………… We spent a very long time conversing and I have learned many a thing from Ebony, she showed me a tevelition, a labtop, and gave me cellalla phone which caught my face on it, I freaked out because I thought it took a piece of my soul or something to which Ebony ended up on the floor of her Suite from laughing, I’ve never felt so foolish, she also showed me the different types of vehicles and what different things meant and looked like.

Celeste gently wakes me up, and my jaws almost instantly drop to the floor when the villa comes into view. More castle than house, perched on the cliffs as if daring the ocean to swallow it whole. Endless rows of windows glitter like watchful eyes. Ivy crawls up stone walls that look older than I am. The driveway is lined with tall iron lanterns that flicker in the salty winds. The castle is massive and imposing. It's stunning and terrifying at the same time, like a prison made of beauty. Who exactly is this Damon Blackwell, and how did my mom even meet him?

“Foreign acquisition laws require at least three years of successful established business operations inside the country before purchases of this scale are approved.” Emory frowned slightly. “And the Vincents don’t qualify?” Jason’s lips curved faintly. “No.” A pause. “But I do.” Now Mr. Stait looked interested. Jason zoomed further into the property details. Two hundred and fifty acres. Mining rights included. Private coastline access. Historic infrastructure. And sitting near the center of the property— A castle. An actual castle. I blinked slowly at the screen. “…Why is there a castle?” Jason looked far too calm about that detail.

The family she knew nothing about. The helicopter dipped right, and Noah tapped her hand, pointing to her window. "Welcome to Aubrey Castle." The breath caught in her throat. Though the structure didn't look anything like a castle, it was just as massive. With the rear snug against the base of the mountain, it seemed to be an extension of the land. Resembling a log cabin in design, the color of the exterior indicated redwood. Nearly the entire front was glass. Three stories tall, she could make out a launch pad on one side of the roof, balconies on the south end, and a wraparound porch at the base. Thick forest with spruce and birch were directly north, and a small lake with a spring to the

Prince Deacon picked up that Eliot Sheer with his mahogany brown eyes that matched his hair color was not too happy about the arrangements. “So, are we staying here tonight?” Wynn looked at the empty house that Deserey and her husband Benjamin were busy cleaning. “This is a key to a residence of mine. No one stays there. I was thinking you can go check it out as soon as night falls and you can use your vampire speed and strength. Check if anything survived. There. There are priceless pieces there, but I am not sure if it has been destroyed. It’s been bombed several times,” Prince Deacon said, handing him a key. Prince Deacon gave him the address of a castle he owned but has been abandoned, i