Howl Moving Castle Novels & Stories

Candace I drag a comb through my thin hair and stare at myself in the mirror on my vanity. More accurately, the new mirror on my new vanity. Hollis and I had to exchange one more goodbye because I had to return to Dun’s Crossing long enough to pack up my life. Some things weren’t worth the trouble of escorting through the mountain passes—mostly furniture—so I’m still getting used to the foreign, Snowcrest fixtures. And the rest of the castle’s little quirks. Eva’s guidance has been massively helpful, but I keep finding myself in strange towers, looking through windows at the rooms I want with no idea how to get there. Without Kieran’s diplomatic party around, the castle is emptier than I’m u

The storm raged above them, an unrelenting force that distorted the sky into a mass of writhing black and crimson. The air was thick with the scent of burning ozone, and the land itself quivered beneath their feet, as though the world knew what was coming. Velora led the way, their ethereal form moving with an unearthly grace, their presence bending the very fabric of reality around them. Elior, Myrra, Bram, and Rael followed, their breaths ragged as they raced toward the Final Seal.

As they neared the alcove, a massive gray wolf lunged at them, its eyes gleaming with murderous intent. Dale felt that strange stirring in his chest again, but Juke intercepted the attacker mid-air before he could react. They crashed to the ground in a tangle of fur and fangs, rolling close to the edge of the corridor, where it dropped off into darkness.

Oliver left here with a promise to kill all werewolves, and he returned with one on his arm as his Luna. People slowly started moving closer to congratulate us, but I could see the hesitation in their eyes. I tried to smile and when we were finally able to move forward again, I was relieved. A short distance away, there was a small castle. It was the only way I could explain it. I have seen pictures of castles in fairy tales from when I was younger.

“First we will cast the votes and receive the gifts. Please everyone cast your votes at one of the tablets near the big screen to lock it in. Voting will end in 30 minutes. In the meantime our Luna will open her gifts." Layla grabbed onto my wrist and pulled me to a throne like sofa and sat me down. Next to me there was a table filled with gifts all wrapped in white. It looked like a mountain it was so high and big. I was actually quite fearful that I might find myself in a gift avalanche before the end of the day.

The ground beneath them began to tremble, and a low rumble echoed across the clearing. The wolves, Alaric, and Tonya watched in awe as the earth itself shifted, stones and soil rising from the ground. The water from the flood flowed in controlled streams, weaving through the forming structure. Walls emerged, crafted from a blend of stone and water, their shapes elegant yet durable. Towers rose, reaching toward the sky, their forms both majestic and sturdy. It was a breathtaking display of elemental power, a new and improved castle taking shape before their eyes. The wolves fell silent, their skepticism replaced with wonder and awe. Jolene and Theo stood at the center, their combined energies

Something like grief reflected in his eyes and my body shuddered, trying to take me away from delirium, however, I was held by that network of thoughts and Miguel said: "There is an artifact called a water mirror in the dungeons of this castle, it was made as a perfect mold of the same that exists where I live. In the world I live in," he clarified, quickly looking away to see if his friends were still oblivious to all the dialogue that only Miguel could hear. “Go to the mirror. Its waters are healing." "I can't move," I replied, and our eyes closed for a second when I returned to my own body abruptly, losing the strength of my own consciousness.

In a split second, I decided to travel to the Dark Wand Pack where I came from originally. I was dressed in a shabby, dirty and torn dress but I did not care. I just wanted my children. Traveling to the Dark Wand Pack wasn't something so easy. I hadn't eaten for days but then I did not care. I was already sprinting toward the Dark Wand Pack which was on the borders of the Crescent Pack. In a few hours, I was standing at the border, breathing heavily. My eyes were red and my face was dry due to the wind. My legs were shaky and it was a wonder how I was able to hold on this long.

An old friend that is full of secrets and literal beasts who have no heart. I sigh, looking at the castle in the distance, which is literally carved from one side of a limestone mountain. I can hear Chiara gasping in awe when she sees it. “It’s not that impressive,” I tell her bitterly. That seems to remind her what we’re here for. “You’re right. Sorry. I just never saw a castle carved from a mountain.” “That’s Cavaliere Ombra for you. Come on.” I lead them to the tunnel hidden at the corner of the rocky wall, and together, we slip inside easily. I wait for any noise but there’s nothing apart from the wind and the rustling trees.

Jasper didn't take off his helmet and held tightly to my hand, which was still hugging him. Later, a large, cream-colored wolf suddenly jumped out in front of us, not to attack us but to protect us. I suddenly thought about what had happened in Santa Isabel. Ranzel, that wolf, if I'm not mistaken, is Damon's cousin. That wolf turned toward us and then looked at the black wolf in front of him. They growl at each other and then move quickly, attacking each other. Jasper immediately grabbed me and pulled me off the motorcycle. He hugged me, and then we ran away on the motorcycle. One of the black wolf's companions got in our way.