Savage Castle Novels & Stories

If malevolence had the power to manifest itself in stone and mortar, then Rag Castle was its purest embodiment. It bespoke, with its sombre grey walls and stagnant putrid moat, a clear warning to stay away -- or else. A warning that seemed to have prevailed upon the wildlife of the area to perform a mass exodus many years ago. Doom-laden and desolate, its enormous bulk cast a pall of deep unease upon the land. As Malone and Abigail drove across the drawbridge into the courtyard their first impressions were radically different.

It glinted, reflecting the candlelight like a sliver of moon. And somewhere in the distance, the castle sighed , a sound too alive to be the wind.

Standing on a nearby crate of cabbage, I addressed the people. “My dear villagers, you and the generations before you have been deceived!” An anxious rumbling swept over the crowd. “I am here to tell you the brave men your ancestors sent to fight the dark force all those centuries ago still live! They live inside the bodies of the wolves! They are flesh and blood men. What you see is an enchantment! They are not the violent beasts the elders would have you believe.” “What about the blood moon sacrifice?” shouted an unknown villager from the crowd.

Thank God the Langstons don’t rule Upper Castles. In Amaenia, there are ten regions, and each region is ruled by a seat holder. Upper Castles, where we live, is ruled by the Caddels. Our neighbour, The Capital, is the central region of the country and is ruled by the Albertines— the country royalty. The Vandenbergs rule North Ventrise, and then the Barringtons in Barnsley, the Whitlocks in Wells Spring, the Hogwoods in Hillstone, the Hansleys in Hathbourne, the Silvius in Southcove, the Castellans in Chesterfield, and the Langstons in Lancastre.

I nearly choked on my own saliva. “You knew?!” She tilted her head. “Ofcourse i knew, he told me before we got married, I just didn’t know he was filthy rich too.” Rowan laughed. Meanwhile, I felt dangerously close to losing my mind. Sonn we stopped, and the men led us toward a massive castle. An actual castle with Towers. Gates. Guards. The entire thing looked like it had been ripped straight out of fantasy fiction. Sasha squealed in excitement. “This is insane!”

“Miss Savannah, please get out of the car. The Luna is already waiting for you. Hurry up.” Swallowing the lump in my throat, I patted off invincible dust from the best dress I owned, which was in fact torn in a few places, as I alighted from the vehicle. We walked towards the castle which loomed over me like a dark fortress. It was nothing like the elegant palace at Hybern, with its marble columns and ledges. Here, fountains sprayed water from the mouths of giant wolves’ Statues, their eyes glowing red in the sunlight as the water splashed on the ground, creating a wet and slippery path.

The Abyss was a fortress, black stone rising from the cliffs like a scar on the land. For most men, it was home to power and terror, a seat of iron control. But for Kane Salvatore, in those days after Castelle’s exile, The Abyss was nothing but a hollow cage.

I asked. Sara instantly stuck to my side. She smelled like fruits and alcohol. “We’re gonna play a game in my room. It’s called Devil’s Basket but with a little twist”. Sara holds her liquor well. That’s one of the reasons keeping me from snooping early. I needed her to get drunk so I could move freely.

"How did you manage to score one of those?" "Well, the elders of the Sunflower pack were gracious enough to give me the girl as a gift for sparing their insufferable lives." "So you got a sex slave?" Now that was very insensitive of me to say but Curtis wasn't the kind of person to talk if he wasn't nudged good enough. The sunflower pack had a member of the church of Cassandra and as far as scheming werewolves go, I found it increasingly difficult to believe that they had the girl for no reason at all. Curtis liked to brag. If there was something unique about the girl, I was assured that he would spill.

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.