Sefirah Castle Novels & Stories

The towers jutted out like sentinels carved from shadow. The family's crest — a crescent moon angled just above a scroll — was long welded and adorned on the great iron gates that had patches of rust, which creaked when they opened. At Sephora's approach to the castle, there was no need to use the gate. She had flown directly down here at dusk, her feathers damp from the misty dew that clung to this evening's air, her heart weighed down by the memory of the forest's suffocating silence and some of the discussion her mother, Queen Nox had had with her.

That wretched he looked. Sienna gave a stiff nod. The details had filled her with boundless agony. She instructed Sean to bring the rogue to the castle. She wanted to ask him a few questions regarding the experiment. Her decision was met with disapproval from both Dustin and Sean. No rogue had ever set foot on the royal castle. The occurrence can cause a ruckus among the people. Sienna was well aware of it but still insisted on bringing the rogue to the castle.

“Sorry, Cayd always watches human movies, he…. never mind. Anyway, are you sure there are no secret doors or anything like that in the castle? I mean, it is a castle, they are known for this sort of thing.” “In what world are castles known for having secret passageways, Princess? In Araphyra, a castle is a castle. We have doors for walking in and out of. We don’t need secret passages.” “Then I have no idea what is sealed and can become unsealed.” I say. When the last of her kind Shares her light and life “We agree that this is Lucero.” I say. “Yes, on that we can agree.” Buppig says. You will know that she

Louisa's POV The Cliff of Fear was located in a reclusive area at the tip of Burning Peninsula, overlooking the entire Agier Sea. By the time we arrived at the castle, it had already been dark. I saw spectral fluorescent light floating around the castle like the aurora. Will pushed the giant iron door open and we walked into the maze-like garden in front of the castle. All the plants and flowers were well-maintained and trimmed. There weren't any grotesque stone statues or horned animals lurking around, but the ghastly silence and bone-chilling night breeze still made me quite terrified.

And through the woods, a large stone structure appeared. A real castle. Not shimmering. Not fake. It stood dark and cold in the middle of the forest. “Follow me,” Ariel said. I walked behind her, Lila’s cage floating beside us. Lila whispered, “I’m sorry, Sierra.” “No,” I said quickly. “Don’t. This is my fault.” She didn’t argue. She just held onto the glowing bars. When we reached the castle, Ariel opened the huge door and pushed it wide. “Inside,” she said.

Selina stepped out of the castle, with sea breeze blowing from behind, rustling her hair and billowing her dress. The surroundings were eerily quiet, save for the sound of waves. Selina looked around, confirming she was temporarily safe and free. She returned to the castle. Wandering through its halls, she explored every corner. No cell phone, no internet. This was a European-style castle perched on a seaside cliff. The castle was surrounded by the sea on three sides, with steep cliffs all around.

The servants began to move again, their steps hurried, their heads low. A timid voice spoke behind me. “You must be the girl.” I turned to see a woman… tall, with silver hair and weary eyes. She bowed slightly. “I’m Seraphina. The steward of the castle. Come, before night falls.” I followed her down a dim corridor, still shaking. The torches flickered as we passed, and sometimes… I could swear they whispered. When we entered a chamber, Seraphina gestured toward the bed. It was enormous, draped in black and crimson silk.

They brought her to a place she’d only heard whispers about—Germony. Her new home was a grand stone castle that stood like a fortress. Selena felt a strange mix of fear and wonder. She had escaped one prison, only to enter another. But this castle was different; it was beautiful, almost magical, and everyone seemed to have a purpose and dignity that fascinated her.

Floating staircases and levitating bridges connected the castles, while sparkles of starlight danced in the air, pulsing with magic. It was then she heard a voice, barely registering at first. "You must be Seraphine." Startled, Seraphine turned to find a tall woman standing at a floating desk, flipping through a glowing ledger bound in leather. Dressed in midnight blue robes stitched with tiny golden suns, she adjusted her half-moon glasses perched on her nose. Her eyes shimmered, one a vivid green, the other a radiant gold, like gemstones gleaming in the dark. "I'm Matron Kella. Keeper of the Dormitory Wing," she said briskly, her tone professional. "You've been assigned to Umbra Castle. Te

She pushed the latch open, stepped outside, and closed the door softly behind her. As soon as the fresh, cool wind hit her face, Seraphina let out a long breath she didn't know she was holding. She was finally outside the heavy stone walls of the castle. She did not stay near the royal gardens where Killian had found her this morning. Instead, she took a narrow dirt path that led away from the palace grounds, heading toward the thick green forest at the edge of the pack territory.