Savage Castle Novels & Stories

there are tears in his eyes as he stares deeply into mine. Reaching out I cup his face in my hands. “Then let me go,” I whisper gently. “Or I will dig your grave.” An evil smile spreads across my lips and Walter steps out of my way. Just then a bright light fills the cabin. Both of us run outside and see a beacon of light coming from the direction of the Royal Mansion. The light is so bright and blinding that it looks like it is midday even though it is close to midnight. Slowly the light fades away leaving darkness in its wake.

Sabastian POV The Savage Moon pack was very much its name sake. Savage. Their pack was buried deep in the woods south of The Crimson Moon pack. Unlike most other packs who had built cities, towns and, in Elio’s case, a fucking castle. The Savage Moon pack liked to keep to tradition, or as they would call it, in touch with their wolves. There were no roads in or out of the pack. They had 20 to 30 wooden huts where the pack members lived, but most of their time was spent in their wolves. They had little light due to the high trees blocking out most of the sun and zero cctv from what I could tell. The lack of light and minimal security would make this job easy in and out. I don’t even think the

Only then did I register our state – both of us stark naked, Damario's face smeared with blood, and my own hand throbbing with pain, my knuckles torn and bleeding. Ignoring the onlookers, I yanked on my sweats, grabbed my backpack, and stalked out of the locker room. I hadn't taken more than a few strides when I spotted Czar, my best friend and future royal beta of Sunhaven, heading towards me with a deepening frown etched on his face. This isn't good. I stopped, looking him dead in the eyes as if to check what was going on through his dark orbs. "What is it?" I demanded, halting on my track. Czar scratched his neck. "His majesty wants you to come home. Now!"

Plain to anyone with eyes. Realizing he was so close to Nightway Castle again, Savage was curious as to how the Nauvree faired in his hostile takeover. He had crept to Nightway Castle and peered into the bailey. Satisfied to see that The Nauvree had not wasted his distraction. He has it well in hand here. Savage had moved back to the road and planned to head back for the Blue Lark Guild. And Winter Haven. And Dimurah. He sighed. Already feeling relieved. He considered thinking about the implication that the King of the Castle of Water was his father but dismissed the thought just as fast. I’m in no mood to think about that just now.

It seemed the genes of the horses had mutated enough for them to be immune to the chilly weather. I eventually reached castlesnow, the residing place of my immortal rogue uncle, Jaime Darkhaven. The gates of the castle opened as I got there, seemingly recognising me. Castlesnow was an enchanted manor. I trudged in, taking note of how the whole place had become covered by the snow. The door to the main house creaked open as I stepped in front of it. Upon getting in, the whole house was as silent as a grave yard which it was, years back.

"Beg me ." "Are you crazy? You've ordered me out a while ago ,how come you've changed you're mind that quick? " " From now on , you should get used to it ! I'm the unpredictable ,and untamed beast, that will make sure that he makes you regret every single day you'll live here! And that's a promise sweetheart! " "Are you seriously threatening your wife?" "Hahaha! You're not my wife! You're just an agreement between our fathers , so don't you dare overthink! I will never love you! Do you hear me?! "

I guess I’ll stick with hating him, after all, I have always hated him so this doesn’t change anything. A few hours after we left Washington, we arrived at Castle Black. I set an alarm on my phone to remind me to use my spray before it fades away. It lasts for only one hour so I had to spray often to keep my scent hidden. When I first heard that Alpha Dominic built a castle and name it castle Black, I thought it would look like a hinted Castle with eerie shadows in the dark and echoes of ghost voices. My mind already conjured several pictures of what his Castle would look like, but when we stepped down from the car, I could hold in the gasp that escaped from my mouth as I marvelled at the be

‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ -William Shakspeare King Soren Elding Gala is the city and castle that I built at the beginning of my rebellion. The whole city and the whole castle were made of large slabs of dark gray stone that my closest witches had moved into place for me with their magic. All over the castle, there were hundreds of large stained glass windows that let in a large amount of light during the day. We had a large wooden drawbridge that led into the city as the only way in, but there were several secret ways to get out.

In this instance, it was not the stunning silver palace that the Silver Wolves had lived in; rather, it was a black castle that was inhabited by miasma and other horrible beings. Considering that they were unable to see me, I did not feel any fear when I was free to move about. As soon as I stepped inside the gloomy castle, I felt a chill run down my spine. Wolves with hideous looks were seen roaming around; they appeared to be somewhat deformed, not like the typical wolves but more like the wolves that attacked at that time, before Sera arrived. Where did Terry obtain these animals? They ought to have been killed in the war, right?

She led me around the castle and introduced me to the history, scale, and divisions of the castle. The main part of the castle was constructed with red bricks, and it bore a large golden-brown wolf's head on the front door, crafted from copper. This was the symbol of the Ryan Family, an ancient royal lineage with golden-brown fur on each of their wolves. About four hundred years ago, Sebastian Ryan's ancestors had embarked on a grueling journey from the hot, humid lands of South America. After around forty-four weeks of hardship, they arrived on the North American continent. From that time onwards, the Ryan family initially settled along the Mexican border and, after centuries of conquests,