Game Of Thrones Black Castle Novels & Stories

"He's nothing but bones now, he can't touch me. However, you, you're the one I need to protect!" …… Jim yanked the bone arrow out of his chest and strode back to the battlefront. Every city camera was live-streaming the chaos, but aside from the wind's constant hum, there was a haunting silence. It was as if the world had hit the pause button. My mom stopped her tears, eyes glued to the screen. She watched as dark clouds swirled with Haunts, their rage shredding every creature in their path. Telephone poles were ripped from the ground, their sparks setting fire to dumpsters.

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.

“Now it obeys.” Moon Goddess… The realization chilled me to the bone. If Jax and Lucen came here someday... these things would slow them down, hurt them or maybe even kill them. Fear coiled viciously inside my chest. Please let the twins stay safe, please. Almost an hour later, the forest finally began thinning and then I saw it... a castle stood atop a massive cliff overlooking the deadlands below. It was dark, ancient and monstrous, its black walls were wrapped in thick thorn-covered vines that crawled across the stone like living parasites. Towering spires pierced the sky while dim crimson lights flickered through narrow windows.

23. Ken's POV I walked across the garden on the east side of Blackmoon Castle with my palms up to cover my face from the sun. The sun was currently at the peak of its heat. A few steps later I was in front of the door of a room on the east side of Blackmoon Castle. Blackmoon's beta pack greeted me at the doorway. "They're waiting, Ken." I nodded slowly. Then, I entered the room and saw that the royal officials were already seated in chairs surrounding the large, long table in the center of the room.

He was certain of who I was. “Not yet,” Silas said, taking monstrous strides as he defied the darkness. “But when we wake that sleeping wolf inside you, we will both see what you’re capable of. Your curse will merge with my darkness, Luna.” Minutes later, we stood before a massive stone structure wrapped in ivy and centuries of secrets: Blackwood Castle. I’d heard of this place. A fortress no outsider had ever entered. And now, breaking that rule, the monster of the castle was carrying me in his arms.

he asked. Daenerys scooted over immediately. “You can be the king of the castle, Daddy.” He ruffled her hair. “Only if Mommy’s the queen.” I sipped my tea, watching them. Morris leaned over the drawing, asking serious questions about turrets and moats. Daemon crawled into his lap, showing him the dinosaur he’d taped to the corner of the page. The scene felt almost too perfect—too ordinary after everything we’d survived. Yet here we were, building castles on paper while the real world waited outside.

The castle's strongest gates exploded into dust with a deafening boom. In the moonlight, a silver-haired Alpha sat astride a giant war wolf. Behind him, a hundred elite warriors stood in silent formation, an army of silver ghosts. He looked down on the castle like a king surveying his domain. The most powerful Alpha of the North, Rhys. He had come. His voice was a low growl, yet it echoed through the castle stones with the weight of absolute command. "Arthur of Blackmoon," he said. "Release my Beta."

The moment he touched me, a wave of nausea rose in my stomach. I shoved him away. "Don't touch me! You make me sick," I snarled. Before I could finish speaking, a wave of dizziness hit me. After spending three days locked in the dark room without food or water, my body couldn't take it anymore. All the stress pushed it over. Soon, I blacked out. But right before I lost consciousness, I heard Eric's panicked voice saying, "Hurry, someone get a doctor!"

“May, did you really think I wouldn’t find out that you’re working with the Black Dragon now? You’re baiting me. If so, I’ll play your game. The Black Dragon must die this time.” James did not know that the Dark Castle had sent out 10 of their best assassins. They were on their way to Cansington to kill him. James returned to the Callahans’. As soon as he entered, he saw Thea with a stony expression on her face.

Well that isn't why I'm here, I need to find some convincing evidence against her (Blair searches her room thoroughly but doesn't find anything, she notices a wooden board on the floor with a key lock) Blair: Weird, I've never seen this here in this castle, where could the key be? (thinks) Hold on, I saw a small black key in one of her bags, maybe that's the key to it (Blair goes to check for the key and she finds it and opens the wooden lock and finds an underground passageway) Blair: (shocked) Where could this place lead to? (She puts on her phone torch and goes underground using the stairs)