Savage Castle Novels & Stories

A massive castle grows around us, reaching toward the sky with twisting spires and walls stretching twenty stories high, maybe further. Bigger than the castle in Moonrise, by far. “What was this place?” Aviva asks over the downpour. “The Firestones had castles all over the place,” I shout back as my powers curve and fade, the castle falling in a cascade of mist. I’m not sure if it’s my powers flickering out or if they’re giving us a glimpse of how this place actually fell to oblivion. The ground beneath us fills with silver mist, rising around us in a bubble–a cavern… a cave.

Dekk turned to his formless guard and commanded they take me outside the castle gates and leave me there to die. Shaking my head I return to the present situation I am in. Saved by Roghd and his son Jace. Jace grabbed my arm just moments after the castle’s gates were shut on me. The father and son had been living in the oak savannah that surrounded the castle all their lives. As children Dyce and I were told not to engage with the “wild ones' ' who supported themselves without the need for “royal civility'. Those people were aimless wanderers who did nothing but take.

He ran breathlessly, only longing to reach the castle. They arrived at a Cascade: aquarium-blue and filling the air in their space with goodness. They had some rest, only then did he notice that Alpha Marcus had already passed out. He increased his pace until an ancient castle came into view. The castle was tall like skyscrapers having over ten floors in it. It was fortified with thick metallic walls roundabout it. This fortification was meant to destroy any vampire that attempts to come into their territory.

(Veronicas Pov) The rogue stronghold wasn’t a kingdom. It was the ruins of a forgotten ancient castle, a carcass wearing a crown. Stone walls half-collapsed, banners rotted on their poles, and smoke poured out of holes where windows used to be. Wolves sprawled in the rubble, sharpening weapons or each other. No law, no pity, just survival. Arnold was grinning like a fool beside me. “Home,” he said. I forced a smile. “You were always easy to please, I hate it already.”

Van asked. He sounded than incredulous the pregnant chick had when she'd smelled it. Did they not like butterscotch? "And," Cade sniffed experimentally, "hazelnut?" And suddenly, I was prey, and they were the bloodthirsty wolves.

“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

*** The albino looked at the photo in his hand, his face etched with grief. The love of his life. His wife. The woman he’d been with for over a century. She was no more. Killed by the bloody wolves of Stanwood Pack during the battle that saw the collapse of his clan. That little girl had no idea what she and her savage bunch had taken from him. If she did, she wouldn’t have made a deal with him. His thirst for vengeance was definitely more intense than the need to live.

Agui almost bit his tongue when he saw my black smoke oozing everywhere. “INTRUDER! We have an intruder!” One man shouted when he heard the commotion going on. I left Mount Madja-as and raided Kaptan’s castle. He had this place built beyond the clouds. The castle rested on top of a floating rock island that was about half a mile in diameter. Along with this huge structure that was made out of white marble and gold, other Gods also built their homes nearby.

Then, the same thought I'd had for days pushed forward. “How far did you track him?” I asked. “About sixty miles from here,” Marco answered. “Why?” “Where was the Rogue King’s last known location?” I asked. Solon picked up the map and pulled it across my desk, turning it so I could see. "Here. The castle is here,” Solon said as he pointed to a region northwest of Moonbrook's border. “The Rogue King has held this abandoned castle for over a decade now. We have not been able to put a team inside the walls without losing the team."

But now as I look at him, I can't help but thank all the Gods and Goddesses that are operating this universe for blessing me with him. Zach was right. We had it difficult. But we're finally together with each other. That's what matters in the end. Our togetherness. THE END. . . . . Unholy Allies Book 1: The Savage Alpha's Rebel… Completed. Unholy Allies Book 2: OUT NOW. Title: Mr. Rogue King, can you kidnap me please? Scroll up to read the blurb.