Gutenberg Castle Novels & Stories

Finally, we got to the supposed castle of the alpha. It was definitely the most luxurious and gigantic edifice that I had ever set my eyes on. The castle was designed with gold in almost every corner, and the ground and door, was made with diamonds. A real description of luxury. Immediately I came from the car that I was in, I could clearly see all types of maids bowing their heads down. Maybe, it was highly prohibited for anyone of them to stare at the alpha on the face directly. Just then, a young maiden rushed out and dragged my hands. She led the way, as I weakly scampered behind her.

I turned back and noticed that one of the students carried Brownwell’s head and body. Brownwell was a great man, a good man, he didn’t deserve such a death. The bridge was built in a gothic style, the black obsidian stones supported it. At the end of the bridge stood a tall white gate large and shiny in all its glory, it looked like it hadn’t been opened for ages and yet once we reached it, the gates opened. Not outward nor inward, but upwards lifting towards the sky like a whale trying to eat. What followed was a gust of wind that hit our faces exposing a large, magnificent castle with a colossal structure of a werewolf in front, possessing a key between its jaws.

The rest of the island was completely consumed by a thick forest. As Caitlin flew in the air, up and down on the wind currents, turning and swooping and diving, she circled the island again. The castle was huge, magnificent. Parts of it were crumbling, but other parts, those hidden from outside view, in the interior, were perfectly intact. There were inner courtyards and outer courtyards, ramparts, turrets, winding staircases, and acres and acres of gardens. It was large enough to hold a small army.

I asked and saw him nodded with adoration. That looks again…. “I’m glad you have interest about our place” He states and I have taken aback with it. ‘our place?’ I have no response so I just try to keep walking. Suddenly I feel him grab my left arm and pull me to the huge window beside us. “That’s the first tower” He said and point to the castle beside us with huge building and there’s a small houses around us, like a small city “My father had this castle from the previous king, my grandfather, the castle was built from local granite and arranged into two parts with 80,000 hectares of gardens, I renovated it in 1852 and made it like this, not all people could live in the castle so I start ma

Luxo took Lucas, Bonnie, and Ann to a mysterious-looking castle. Mist covered the walls of the castle. However, Lucas can see the top edge of the walls and can tell the walls are about 40 feet tall. They were still standing outside the walls when suddenly the main gate of the castle lifted on its own. It was a gigantic iron gate with designs of three-headed dragons.

Torus was not there yet. The scenery changed to show us Torus entering the Castle gates. Believe it or not, it was made of steel. I couldn't tell how it didn't have any rust or anything. The magic at his castle had to be powerful to maintain such a castle. My interest piqued at the thought of seeing how the other Kingdoms were. I thought that the Kingdoms would be in grasses and whatnot. However, this was not the case. It was beyond my expectations.

“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

Commented Celea sarcasticly *** " Maybe I should move in here, this castle looks incredible. At least he has good taste" said Celea looking around the castle. The castle was huge even bigger from the inside and had that ancient Greek style inside. The castle gave old money vibes and looked just breathtaking Celea sighted again " Just how am I supposed to find that damn basement he was talking about ?" Celea was getting impatient " Wait! " Exclaimed Celea as if realizing something Celea went on one knee and put one hand on the floor

The engine roared into life as Argus insert the key, he turn it on reverse and the adventure continues. It was a long ride, trees outline the sides of the road as we go further out of the city, outside of London, before we stopped outside the main gates of the castle. It's far from what I imagine it was, far from the pictures or is this another version of the royal castle? Of course. It's not the British royalty, it's the French. The gates opened as Argus entered the passcode. Two buff guys open my door and unstrapped me. They inspected my coat, then my trousers before they let me pass. Argus is