Savage Castle Manga Novels & Stories

"I am giving you an order. Go back to your packs. If you leave now, you can tell the Council you were misled. You can save yourselves. I won't let you all be endangered because of my blood." The silence that followed was tensed. I waited for them to start moving. "You love joking a lot, don't you?" The voice came from an old rogue sitting near the edge of the fire. He stood up, his joints popping as he straightened his back. He had a scar that ran from his ear to his jaw, and he had been with me since the first winter I spent in the wild.

Raven Steele was her masterpiece—clean background, tragic story, exactly the kind of person who could infiltrate a motorcycle club seeking revenge. The bar's door swung open, spilling amber light and the stench of whiskey and cigarettes onto the wet pavement. A man filled the doorway, his massive frame blocking most of the light. Even in shadow, there was no mistaking who he was: Jax Savage, president of the Savage Saints MC, the most feared motorcycle club in three states. Six-foot-four of muscle and menace, with hazel eyes that missed nothing and hands that had spilled more blood than most soldiers. "You lost, princess?" His voice rumbled like distant thunder, each syllable carrying the we

His name sent a chill down my spine, not from fear because Kael wasn’t cruel, but from awe. He was towering, with shoulders broad enough to block out the moonlight and eyes that gleamed silver like a wolf mid-hunt. His long dark hair was tied back, and jagged scars traced his knuckles, proof of every battle he had walked away from. He was standing beside my sister, the two of them looked like they belonged in ancient paintings. They looked strong, noble and unshakeable. And then there was me. The sister hidden in the kitchen smoke. I poured a goblet of mead for a group of warriors, my fingers went stiff. One of them chuckled, and I froze.

That's when I saw the towering mansion that seemed to be carved into the mountains. My breath hitched at the massiveness. While everything about the valley was cute, this part of Golden Crest aimed to terrify visitors and it was doing a wonderful job. It reminded me of the rumors of the Savage Alpha who resided within it. Why were we headed in that direction? Was I going to be marked by the alpha immediately? What if he rejected me? What would my new owners think? Shouldn't I meet my new owners first? There was no escaping Golden Crest and I didn't know if that was a good or bad thing.

Not that I’m ungrateful but if one man can do this much damage, what does he need assistance defeating. “You’ll see.” Savage gave an uncharacteristic grin. Disseus didn’t appreciate his cryptic demeanor, but he was too thankful just now to object. However, he did note the broad grin on the generally severe, assassin’s face. “You seem unusually cheerful...” “I love killing Cimmerii.” Savage grinned. Revealing vibrant white teeth. “Can’t ever get enough of it. And you rarely see a cluster like that.” He was nearly beaming. “They’re after her.” Disseus pointed with sheath toward Nim.

Prince Callum said. "Yes!" Mr. Braun shouted. "Yes!" "Impossible, you can't beat me. You're just a puny human," Savage said. "He's not a puny human. He's the future king of Hampshen." "That's right and I have beaten you so I win," Prince Callum said. "Mr. Braun and I go free." "Win? You haven't won anything," Savage said. "Yes I have. I have my sword to your neck and can end your life right here right now."

Painted. She was a spy from Demon Kingdom. And she just sent a message with a black raven: Ghost Dorm has 600. Castle is alive. King is A+ but stable. Come fast. END OF CHAPTER 19

Just as the last spark of the lightning ring began to fade, Tamashi’s foot connected with Rai’s mouth with such force that Rai was lifted off his feet. ‘Watashi no kachi.’ —— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 26

“Yeah, me too! I want something wild. Something completely out of character. Sex in public, maybe? I've been a good girl for too long. Oh, how I want my Alpha crush would appear out of nowhere and have his way with me.” “Alpha crush?” I asked hastily, knowing they'd have to face me shortly. How the hell was I supposed to know what I wanted when I haven't even experienced sex itself? “Alpha Leon. Have you guys heard of him?” Layla nodded. “The pure-blood? I heard he is dangerous. People get scared shitless just from the mention of his name. They call him Savage Alpha, the bringer of death because that's what he does. He kills.” I leaned in closer, my curiosity in the story unexpectedly piqued

He was holding a microphone as he walked into the center. “Welcome fellow inmates.” His voice boomed in the ring, “We’ve gathered here for yet another fight between an Alpha and a Vampire. Let us first present the Werewolf that stands one-ninety centimeters in height and one-ninety-one pounds of solid muscle. He’s known to be one of the most ruthless creatures in Dark Water prison and is famously known as the Savage Alpha, presenting Maverick Randolf!”