Prisoners Of The Castle Novels & Stories

Take me out of here quickly* I linked with the prince and almost immediately felt his strong arms wrap around me protectively and at just the right moment when I felt my legs starting to give. *I got you, babe, I got you, always.* he replied. *Help me walk out of here* I asked, I did not want to lose face and the pain in my chest from the loss of my mate and the snapping of the bond was coming back in full force. “Take all rogues as prisoners. Lock them up in the castle dungeons. Women, children, and elders are to be taken into the largest room in the castle and will be processed.” I began speaking quickly before all my energy was zapped.

Jate had the door unlocked, having plucked the keys from the guard who sat with his back against the wall around the corner now, not even struggling for his freedom, and the others seemed ready to bolt through. Kit gave another longing glance over her shoulder to the prisoners. “We will be back for them,” Eli assured her. She knew that would be the case, so long as her mother didn’t take her anger at finding the rest of the prisoners liberated out on these folks. As rowdy as the prisoners were becoming, it was evident Kit and the others wouldn’t be able to control them; some may not listen and try to go out the other door, which would be problematic, especially if they were able to break thr

LILITH'S CASTLE THIRD PERSON POV Cole, Graham and Ruby all dressed as servants of the evil Queen and they left the safety of their castle and waited in the woods outside Lilith's castle. They were waiting for the next shipment of prisoners to be brought in and when they saw them coming up the road, they quickly ducked behind them and walked into the castle without anyone noticing that they were walking behind the cage of prisoners. Luckily, they only had soldiers on horses beside the cage. Not behind it.

“These are the other two that we are not sure about. Maybe they are twins or another image of the confirmed women?” “Alright.” Bronx watches intently. “Go on.” “Um, so…” Musu’s voice falters. “We have found zero evidence that they are upstanding citizens.” I click through the slides. “Theft from Houska castle. A cask of water from an alleged bottomless pit inside the castle.” “What?” Bronx finally looks at me. “Yep.” I pucker my lips. “We spoke to the curator of the castle museum. It was in an area not open to the public.”

Then she muttered with a trembling voice, "I'm not even sure anyone could live in there." Accompanied by five guards, Triana entered the castle, which was filled with thick cobwebs and flying bats. Two guards carried lanterns to illuminate their pitch-black path. They descended the stairs until they reached the dungeon. The Grivin reopened the map that was sketched on a piece of paper by the witch. Then he led the way to an iron door with a small barred window in the middle. "This is his prison," Grivin whispered. Triana nodded. Her heart didn't stop pounding, and it only grew louder as they walked farther into the ominous castle.

"After strict examination and devotion of both my personal guards and the castle's trusted security officials, we finally caught the perpetrators." "Perpetrators?" I asked. "Yes my lord. There were three of them." "Three castle guards?" I asked, shocked by their betrayal. "No my lord." He said. "None of them were castle guards." "I don't understand." I said in utter confusion. "If they aren't castle guards, then how were they able to get into the clinical section?" "One of them is a waitress in a downtown bar, her name is Gabriella Sanchez. The other is a thrity year old jail guard at the tower, his name is Garry…"

Declan said turning away, Layana gave her mother a gentle smile before Jonathan led them down the hall to the next cell. They had reached the final of the 11 prisoners, the other 6 were priests or priestesses of the fortress. Out of the 10 they had seen, 6 had agreed to help them, whilst 3 seemed too far gone and 1 refused. Alden had returned to their side as had Aren,

I learned that the coachman’s name was Davis as we made small talk heading to-and-from the carriage bringing the books inside and to the receiving room. “I was wondering,” I started asking him and he glanced at me, “My friends seem to be isolated in that one wing of the castle, but I’m curious as to what else is going on around the rest of the castle?” “Well, we are trying to stay healthy, just as you, for the most part, but we have had a few more fall ill overnight,” he answered. “Just overnight?” This was odd. So, Peter and Driz got the plague managed for the most part in the castle, and then Malcolm, Alma, and the doctor all went to the West Village so there was nothing to worry about the

Fighting the overwhelming tiredness that tried to drag her back to sleep, Amelia tried to find at least a hint about something that could help her come out of this prison. The lower part of the castle had never seen daylight and was lit only by torches on the walls, which formed the shadows of witchcraft on the floor. There was the odor of sweat, suffocated breath, and a look of dismay, which suggested that she was not the first detainee to be imprisoned in that terrible place. Amelia began to ease her eyes towards the gloom to see other cages side by side with the wall of the prison. Many of them had their doors wide open as if their owners’ mouths were wide open in the freezing air; only a

Their eyes, along with a room full of other prisoners, were on the film being played on the wall from a cheap projector. Although the room was still bleak and very gloomy, the prison clearly made an effort and possibly much more than other year if the surprise of the prisoners were anything to go by. There was a small poorly decorated tree in some of the rooms and a few fairy lights were glued onto the highest ceilings. In the morning, they even handed out Santa Claus hats, which Seth wore all day.