Pawn Palace Novels & Stories

“ That will be no problem, the Blackhood, get you covered, let's go to the room, the wardrobe, I'm already filled with clothes, for us to change '' he said, as he left the way. As I trailed behind Asher, my gaze wandered over the opulent suite, the legendary Blackhood residence that had catapulted the family to billionaire status. The view was a masterpiece of architecture and design that left me speechless, yet it was more than breathtaking. When we entered the room, I felt jaw-droppingly astonished. The room looked like a dream come true from a fairy tale; it seemed like I was in Disneyland as a princess. Sumptuous-appearing to me; this is more than luxurious – these were extravagant fitti

Her mother, the first queen is dead, and his Majesty changed completely since then. He's planning to marry a new wife soon who'd be the new queen, and gawd knows she hates that woman madly. She sighed out when the car drove into the vainglorious grandiose palace in the heart of the island. It's so beautiful, surrounded by rainbow atmospheric design and a white waterfall. A trojan horse is in front of the gigantic palace, symbolizing the elegance of the crown. Her bags were taken in, and she was guarded in again.

Taking a deep breath, she grabbed a small purse and made her way out of the room. … … . Two cars parked in front of a very big building, the Palace of the Blue Moon Pack. Georgia's parents stepped out of one, her and her sister, the other. Georgia took a deep breath as she looked up at the palace. It was an impressive building, with high towers and grand columns. The front entrance was decorated with beautiful carvings and flowers. It was like something out of a fairy tale, and Georgia couldn't help but feel a little bit awed by it all.

Craig said, As Craig and Mary continued their conversation, they were oblivious to the unfolding drama outside the gym. Unknowingly to them, the infamous gangster kingpin, Jackson, had his sights set on entering the gym house. His reputation preceded him, and the gym's security systems had already flagged him as a dangerous individual, Jackson approached the entrance confidently, unaware that his presence had already been detected by the gym's advanced computer system. A robotic voice boomed from the speakers, "Access denied. Entry not permitted. Please vacate the premises."

"No! Of course not. I'm just here to give them a warm welcome, that's all. Shall we go out then?" "We shall," Diamond says stiffly, and with that, we all head to the palace. The place is grand, not as big as the palace in Sangria Amori, but definitely more curated in a way that I can describe. It feels that every piece of decoration has been chosen and put there with accurate deliberation. Every light fixture, every piece of furniture. There's not a single speck of dust in the air, not a single splotch of dirt on the floor. But even then, the maids are all around, scrubbing and sweeping invisible things.

“When this is all over, I owe you a treat.” “Careful,” I tease. “I have a large appetite.” Mason’s laughter tickles my ears as we brush past the palace guards at the entrance. They watch everyone who enters with unreadable faces while clutching guns that are no doubt filled with wolfsbane or silver bullets. The palace looms ahead of us like something out of a dream. Elegant yet imposing, ancient yet modern, with a perfect blend of glass, steel, and polished stone. Wide floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the surrounding hills, and sleek balconies shoot out with sharp precision.

Grant handed it over to me and I grin "Arrange the horses, we are moving to Jaden's palace" " to do what exactly if I may ask, "Grant asks and I smile " I have some important discussion I need to discuss, it will surely destroy Norman's preparation for this coming war. So how about I use this opportunity to visit my friend." ••••• The sounds of our horse footsteps were enough to alert the men standing at the gates of Jaden's palace, which is also called the pillar of strength. I have always thought that the name was ludicrous and still do.

STRIKER “Welcome, sir Striker.” A butler in a white and black uniform welcomed me. “He’s been expecting you.” “Thank you.” I didn’t ask how. I didn’t set an appointment to see Moses, but here I was, walking into the lion’s den. Moses’ estate was like I’d never seen in the neighborhood. A late renaissance-inspired luxurious castle in the middle of the woods, but I had passed with three levels of security. Passing through the longest hallway alone was tiring, but the whole place looked rich in king-inspired interiors.

Sleek black stone and steel fused with ancient bones and glass, designed with hundred years of history. In the middle was a fountain with lycan statues and their moon goddess. The floor was made out of shiny marbles that reflect the sun when it hits. What surprised me is the tall steel gate was open as if they were not afraid of anyone just barging in. But why would they? When a line of skilled knights were guarding it. I was so busy admiring the palace that I failed to notice that everyone had their eyes bowed in the presence of Kohen. I swallowed and did the same while the prince parked his bike, and in just a second, servants flocked around him to serve him. They removed his helmet, his j

He packed them up, and made his way towards the refrigerator aisles hoping to find water. On his way there he heard something, he froze and Listened. Then he was sure. It was heavy breathing. The Pales were frightening, the biggest stood eight feet tall and were a formidable entity. They had claws to tear their prey apart like a lioness tearing into a meal. A Pale’s arms hung very long and their legs were lengthy as well.