Game Of Thrones Black Castle Novels & Stories

Large gargoyles covered the roof's edge, glaring down at them. The castle had been built from a slick black rock that was only mined in Udril. It gave the castle an even more ominous presence. A grim-faced servant waited for them near the front doors, clothed in heavy white furs. The carriage slid to a halt and their door was opened.

The only thing that left a bitter taste in his mouth was the main castle that stood proudly in front of him, as if taunting him with its three tall towers that remained unbroken and unbent, still glowing with its lustrous magical forcefield. “Commander, should I be concerned?” The Black night finally states, feeling impatient and sore at the sight that was in front of him. The man on his right wearing the same black armor but with a dog like a shaped helmet quickly made his horse stride to get a bit closer, it was the head of the Black Army; Commander Tycus Brell, swallowed hard, suddenly turning pale upon hearing the displeasure in his leaders' tone. “No my prince, it's just that we need a

Starvos appeared to be on edge, nervous. Dominic returned back to the map in front of him, “I will tell Kalliego to create a blueprint of the castle but we still have to be careful of the armies from the castle. My men told me that most of the soldiers have been replaced and a group of people dressed in black cloak was placed on the gates and the main rooms of the castle.” “People dressed in black, that sounds oddly specific,” Starvos tilted his head, wondering who these men could be. “It’s quite odd indeed that he didn’t hire mercenaries knowing he would be hunted soon. That would only mean these people are much stronger than them.”

My hair is dull, having lost its shine a long time ago. But I am glad. I would choose this over staying in the tower anytime. Every morning I wake up before the other maids and roam the empty castle, listening to its numerous residents’ snores. I learn that the Beta and his mate, and their three kids live in the east wing of the castle near Theon. I learn that there are seventeen exits in total from the keep to the inner courtyard, and twenty-one from the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard. I learn that a squad of nine members patrols the grounds, passing the main entrance five times within one half-hour.

He certainly knew how much she disliked Dana on their first meet. Eira groaned in frustration. “Do I look like a tutor to him? I’d rather be left alone.” ____________ The Black Hall was a dodgy place fit for creatures of the night. It had been more than just a hall once, Nate could tell from the ruins at the front that greeted anyone who visited it. A castle, perhaps, that once belonged to a high lord. Alex claimed it to have belonged to him, but Nate didn’t believe that man. All that remained of it was a hall now with black walls and cracked marble floor beneath a dome-shaped ceiling made of painted glass that let water droplets in every time the clouds wept.

We finally made it through the forest and I could see a castle at the top of the rocks and down below was the village surrounded by a rock looking wall. And I stopped at it's amusement immediately. "I know. It's something to see. Isn't it?" She asked. "It's incredible. More like something you'd see at the capital in The Game of Thrones, but still. It's beautiful." I say. "Well, let's hope that Daenerys Targaryen doesn't show up with a dragon." Layla joked. And I started laughing.

Samael said in a mocking tone. Welcome back. I opened my eyes to a pitch-black world devoid of any sound or signs of life. Glancing to my left, my heart skipped a beat. There stood an enormous, black castle, emanating a gothic and gloomy aura. Its towering spires reached for the sky, with bats swirling around the highest points. It was the epitome of a haunted house, a place one would expect to find in Satan's realm. A perpetual mist seemed to envelop the surroundings, adding to the eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

because which you can see and which you dream that's not the reality. The Thedas Shadow Castle °°°° The castle of black soul with Many powers...the whole castles were surrounded by black soul...the whole mansion was occupied by one Prince and the president of Vampire Council...the cruel or monster whatever you wanna call him you can because he was the walking monster in loving human skin ... The castle was spellbounded by magics... Being the sole owner of the bloodline of Dracula (The first Vampire Lord) ....The Lord of Vampire council was too much high in position ....he can control every vampire by one look....his skin colour was not white like normal vampire...he was looking like normal h

as if coming back to their senses, the guards made way for them, their eyes still not leaving Elion. They all wandered through the gates, and their eyes widened as they took in the splendor of the blood castle. The palace was huge, tall as a mighty fortress meant to intimidate whoever stood before it. This was the only normal-looking building– despite its intimidating features– that she had seen ever since arriving at the blood kingdom. Just like the gate, the castle's color was a mix between black and grey. The outer wall looked like it hadn't been tended to in years. They made their way deeper into the castle and saw different warriors. They were all powerful looking, lethal, dangerously b

I couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia as I gazed upon the castle's familiar yet strange silhouette, its resemblance to my own home stirring memories and emotions I thought long buried. And yet, despite the sense of déjà vu, this castle was unmistakably unique, its black stone walls seeming to absorb the faint moonlight that struggled to penetrate the gloom. The air around it appeared to vibrate with a dark, malevolent energy, as if the very fabric of the castle was infused with the same smoky, ethereal substance that swirled around Haven when she wielded her Necromancy.