Midnight Castle Update Novels & Stories

“The festivities from earlier will be continuing, as will the carnival! Castle Mist is now closed. Any missing contestants will either turn up—or well, best not to start the day on a sour note.” As the remaining contestants retreated into the dining hall or out the front door, I approached Apollo. “From what I’ve heard, you’ve had quite the night, Ms. Rachel.” Apollo smiled knowingly and tipped his head towards my shoulder. “Decay—one of the more horrible ways to go. How incredibly lucky of you to have found the cure.” “How did you know about my shoulder?” I asked after almost choking on the air in my lungs. The Game Master’s raspy purr sounded in my head, and I quickly snuffed the voice wit

" I looked up and met his deep eyes. He was gazing at me with an unusual seriousness I rarely saw. Maybe I had overthought things after all. Just as I was beginning to question whether I'd been too hasty, my phone vibrated. I opened it and saw a message boldly flashing in the pack forum's push notifications. "Congratulations! The "Moonwing Pack Border Defense Spell", proposed and authored by Ms. Grimm, has officially passed the Council of Elders' review. Tomorrow, in collaboration with the pack priest, a demonstration of the defense spell will be held." Attached below was a message, "A belated birthday gift from Claude."

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Almira simply stared at him. "It's not stale. These are better than the last ones. I think they're from last night. There's a little change in quality, but overall, it's almost as good as yesterday. I think they just don't want me eating from their fancy plates so they trashed it", Dante defended Guirello with a smile. "How about you wait a bit, I could make breakfast for all three of us'', Kitanna offered. Dante was shocked by the offer. He searched Kitanna's eyes thoughtfully, looking for the bait.

By the time they get back in a few days, the castle will be boarded up, in preparation for its renovations once the crops are restored and we have gold again. Everything will be at Pinton. Our whole tiny world and our increasingly loyal, supportive pack will know us for who we are. We talk the whole journey, excited to see how Matilda is progressing in her pregnancy. We’re forced to spend tonight's full moon at White Forest, but after that, who knows. Freya is already wondering if we can create some kind of special practice for the full moon. “Ooh maybe in the dark!” she exclaims, “can you imagine bumping into someone in the dark and realising!” “What about the fact Genevieve made a nursery

She and the Smiths were at each other's throats like a wild dog fight. Matthew was looking at years behind bars. I had moved on from all that drama a while back. I had been busy launching the new game I helped make. It was all about love and getting even, and even though it was for a pretty specific crowd, people were loving it. Today, Edwin threw a big party to celebrate the game's success. Right there, with everyone watching, he got down on one knee. "You remember that last question I asked you in our interview? Got an answer yet?"

I shook my head, too confused to speak. “Because the last time a lunar eclipse appeared here, something extraordinary happened. A bond formed between two wolves, marked by the moon herself. We call it "Midnight's Mark". It has not appeared in one hundred and twenty-three years. Most think it’s legend, but I saw it when I was young.” My mouth felt dry. “What kind of bond?” “The truest kind, a mate bond chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, marked on the skin at the eclipse’s peak. Those who bear it are destined for each other, their souls matched perfectly. Such bonds appear only when the pack needs them most.”

“What can we do?” The scene before us changes until I see the castle in one of our lifetimes. We stand on the edge, staring at the valley under the bridge. This castle was built into a cliff side, with the bridge going over something that looks more like a canyon than a valley to me. Valeria stands beside me, once again her hand in mine as we watch the invaders coming. At least our backs are protected and we can see them coming head on. “This is it, my love,” she whispers. “They’re coming for us. Our midnight is coming.”

Damien Blackwood POV The early morning light filtered through the tall windows of the breakfast room in Blackwood Mansion, casting long golden beams across the polished oak table. I sat alone, a cup of freshly brewed tea steaming beside me as I scrolled through overnight reports on my tablet. European market updates. Construction progress on the new headquarters wing. Investor emails requesting meetings. Everything was exactly as it should be — orderly, predictable, under control. Everything except my thoughts.

I slept off. ……… I wore a skinny black jean and a grey t-shirt. Long sleeved. I didn't know exactly what time it was, but the sun had exited from the clear sky rather too quickly. It was twilight and darkness had crawled in. Darwin made sure the phones couldn't send calls out the castle. I've been touring round the castle. Darwin's hawks constantly watching my every move. It was a six storey castle. My chambers so happens to be on the top floor. The fourth to the six floors are off limits for me, ensuring I can't get access to the entrance castle's doors. The castle is heavily guarded. He has rogues, witches, vampires working for him. Even the very own halflings he created. I moved from the