Savage Castle Novels & Stories

She showed me the kitchen and some other different rooms on the three floors, then we went outside. She showed me the garden where they are planning on planting some vegetables and fruits and where the playground for the pups was going to be. But then I stopped in front of a closed door that was protected by a big wolf. I opened my mouth to ask her about it but the words died on my lips when I saw Savage coming out of it with his face and chest full of blood.

Someone commented, "That's the heir to the Garrison family, right? This is going to be good. Jerome just hit a brick wall." "The Garrison family? Which one? The one in Kifmont? Oh damn! Jerome didn't just hit a brick wall. He ran straight into a steel trap!" "Here's a quick intro—Andrew Garrison, the sole heir to the Garrison family in Kifmont and the infamous 'Legal Devil'. He's undefeated to this day. Mr. Callen, you might want to start picking out a good burial plot." "What mistress? Jerome and I truly love each other! Jerome, tell them!" Cassidy screamed while clutching Jerome's arm.

She slammed her palms against the heavy iron-banded doors of the Bastion and shoved them open. Inside the cavernous, dimly lit chamber, a chaotic struggle was unfolding. A hunting party of six Vanguard warriors had returned from a deep-root patrol, and they had not come back empty-handed. They were dragging a monster. It was a Savage Man, but it was smaller than the towering, eight-foot Alpha Mwajuma had crushed in the swamp. It stood barely over six feet tall, its grey, mottled skin slick with dark blood and the toxic slime of the lower canopy. Its musculature was warped and bulging, pulsing with the erratic, volatile energy of corrupted mana.

her father supported her trip "Castle you are spoiling our child," she said in disbelief Castle glared at her, "we have no option but to let her go the girl is 21 years old" her dad still standing on the approval Cassandra a black-haired lady, with white skin, dark pink lips, and brown eyes stared at her mom who was flaring up. Wondering if this Queen will let her go, her mother sighted her ''daughter, most you go on that trip?'' She asked wondering

"And they say he's never taken a consort. You will be the first. The only." The convoy of cars moved through the night. My mother praised Damien the entire way. "He has three castles, a dozen biotech firms, and the world's largest synthetic blood production line." "Most importantly, he is completely free of scandal. In the night world, a man like that is a rare find." "You'll love him. I promise." An hour later, we arrived at the Obsidian Castle. The magnificent fortress stood on a cliff's edge, built entirely of black obsidian that gave off a dark sheen in the moonlight.

“A military plane crashed into the castle.” Sage shook his head, confusion across his brow. “There’d be no reason for a plane to be here,” he replied. “The castle is in the middle of nowhere.” “Unless they were looking for it,” Scarlet finished for him, as it dawned on her. “Unless they were looking for me.” Just then, a mound of brick shifted and Sage winced as it slammed into his leg. “We have to move,” Scarlet replied. It wasn’t just danger from the damaged building she was worried about—it was the Immortalists. They had to escape before anyone came to their senses.

Savannah POV As we headed back to Jax's castle we spotted a wandering wolf. Jax slowly approached it and asked what it was doing out here, we can’t be too careful right now. I stayed back in the shadow of the tree, at the ready if I needed to. He called out to me to come over. I recognised the wolf as one of my Fathers staff members. She was out here enjoying the morning sun getting materials needed to rebuild the castle. Morning already, wow, we were up there for so long. I giggled inwardly remembering everything that just happened. It seems my father had evacuated the entire kingdom of his to here and they were all working to build houses and markets. I think I am going to like it here.

Rose raised her eyebrows at me, after taking a sip of her newly arrived coffee. “You think I’d be sitting here if he did?” I asked back. “Right.” She shrugged. “So…what now?” “There’s only one place that might have what we need right now.” I told her. “The Castle library. It has the oldest collection of books and the only place where all books had been stocked after being rescued from the debris after the Wipeout.”

Feeling frail to stop them, Brian needed to redirect the conversation, "Yet the bought wheat was moved to His Illustrious Height's palace, and every one of the entryways are protected by His Excellency's knights, how is it that you could proceed with your arrangement?" "That is the reason I want your assistance," Savage Scar grinned gladly, "Since the beginning you have remained in this messed up place, so nobody is more acquainted with the climate here than you. I recollect that you once expressed that there is a gorge in an unwanted well, and its end is associated with the palace's water supply. Through it, we can quietly enter the palace garden. Didn't you find it when you were as yet a k

There was so much to do, and if I didn’t get started quickly then I would never be ready for opening night. “I’m Hansel.” He thrust out his hand. There was silence while he waited for me to say something. All I could do was stare at him blankly. One, who in their right mind would call their kid Hansel? And two, why was he acting like the name should mean something to me. It didn’t. “You have no idea who I am, do you?” “Absolutely none,” I admitted ruefully. “Ok, let’s start again. I’m Hansel.” His hand hung between us. “Vice president of the Savage Sons.”