Prisoners Of The Castle Novels & Stories

She was about to speak when the estate's security alarm began to shriek. "What's going on?" Alexander frowned, immediately pressing his earpiece. "Security, report." A frantic voice came through. "Mr. Alexander, the system is breached! All surveillance and access controls are down!" Alexander's face changed. "Princess, stay here. Don't move." He hurried out, giving sharp orders in the hallway. Before she could react, the suite door was pushed open soundlessly. A tall figure stood in the doorway, his black trench coat still carrying the chill of the night.

I sat in the back with Lily. The mountains turned into hills. The hills turned into plains. The plains turned into forests. Gregory parked the car. Cut the engine. "We are here." I looked out the window. A castle. Stone. Tall. Flags flying in the wind. Towers rose against the sky. "The next safe house?" "Yes." We walked inside. The castle was warm. A fire burned in the massive fireplace. Beds in every room. Food in the kitchen. Toys in the corner. Lily ran to the toys. Barnaby was in her arms.

She had a feeling she wouldn’t know, but if she watched long enough, she’d see the poor person being brought through the gate in the wall from around the castle. As the dragon moon rose in the sky, the sound of drums drew Nya’s eyes back to the castle. A crowd had gathered outside of the castle door, and Nya realized whomever the sacrifice would be, he or she was already chosen. The guards were bringing the person out now, and the crowd at the castle door was shouting and throwing what appeared to be vegetables at the form. It was a prisoner! A real prisoner! As in… a criminal! She could tell, as the group ebbed and flowed, coming closer to her location, that it was a man, probably around he

She could feel that the deeper they go, the worse the feeling became. She stared at the back of the middle-aged lady, thinking whether if she should ask a question. “The castle itself is a maze,” said Loth as she started a conversation, breaking the suffocating silence of the eerie castle halls. Perhaps sensing the confusion of the young lady trailing behind her. “A spell to deal with thieves and trespassers. Even though they know that the owner of this place is a powerful magus, some people just couldn’t control their itchy hands.” “A lot of those thieves just die around by themselves. That’s how effective the trap spells of the master in this place. They all die a gruesome death.” The armo

"He abducted me, too. I don't know how it works in your world, but in mine, kidnapping is a crime." "What are you're talking about. He saved your life!" "True, but I am not free to leave the castle without his permission. So, I'm his prisoner." "I'm sure he has a good reason for that. Don't judge him too harshly, my dear." Someone clears their throat behind them, and both Hilma and Indra turns to face the door. By the door stands King Laurin's court martial, he’s a small timid elderly gentleman with blond hair in a sparse comb-over, he bows deeply before speaking.

The top two photos will have a chance to be the cover of the next issue of »Sensation« and there will also be a multi-page article with pictures. A casting will take place this weekend in Los Angeles. Well, I expect full commitment.' She paused briefly and then said venomously to Mandy: 'From you too, despite the joker.' The girls continued their breakfast, murmuring softly. "Oh man, is she in a mood again today," Mandy mumbled annoyed. 'I suspect bad things.' It seemed as if Mandy's hunch would be confirmed, for Harriet was always nagging and bullying the girls whenever she could. This went on for the entire bus ride and then continued on site. The castle lay on a steep cliff and could only

I whisper. “That is Master Alden,” Herb answers in a hushed tone. “He is the lord of this castle.” I scan the room quickly, taking in the peculiar decorations. I can just make out shadows whispering against the stone walls of what had been a small bedroom in a castle. It is hard for me to tell if this creature is telling the truth, or if I have been lured into some kind of a cruel prank. I remember wanting to climb the mountain after Charlotte mentioned Sue. Apparently this girl was kidnapped by a huge monster that resides on the top of the mountain. Sue was telling everyone that she was treated like a princess while she was out there, apparently she was seduced by this giant creature and ex

Led by the young man named Eleven, Chu Xun found the residence of the so-called Great Elder Master Jimmy. It was a magnificent castle constructed entirely from huge stones. Eleven and the others were obviously afraid of this place because they were trembling nonstop. Chu Xun could feel the anger welling up inside him. He couldn't figure out why there were so many human beings here after the human race had defeated and sealed the Subterranean Devils Clan. Four unusually tall and strong men of the Subterranean Devils Clan were standing guard at the stone gate of the castle. "Who are you? Do you know where you are? How can you bring these dirty pigs here? Are you courting death?" One of the gua

I try to swallow, but the knot of nerves pressing against my vocal chords makes it impossible. “He knows I’m coming, right?” I ask in a croak that sounds like a toad. Roman nods, shrugging a shoulder like this isn’t the end of the world as I know it. Like I haven’t spent three months in a purgatory of my own making because of the man who lives in the castle now casting us in its snowy shadow. The castle itself is something out of a gothic fever dream. At least a half-dozen spires stretch into the thick clouds, and four towers stretch just as far. Stained glass windows cast dim light across a wide, circular driveway beyond the reach of the front gates, where a quartet of guards let us through

A huge, stone, storybook castle. "This castle was brought over from Scotland, stone by stone. Including the dungeons. That's where you'll be staying." He snapped his fingers again and I felt the guards pull me forward by the arms, marching me into the castle. It was hard to walk with the manacles on my ankles, and more than once they had to steady me on the rough floors. We headed down stairs and more stairs almost right away, though a maze of stone corridors. Eventually one more long stairway took us to a corridor lined with barred cells. I snuck glances to the side as they walked me down to a cell. I could see other naked women in some cells. Some were chained to the floor, some were chain