Sefirah Castle Novels & Stories

The wooden double door was opened wide and the guests were coming inside. “Welcome to the castle, my lady. Please allow us to check your name on the list.” he asked sounding so formal. “It’s Lady Sharifa of Mahani Mountain.” I stated as I gave him the invitation. As soon as they found my name on their list, they immediately escorted me inside. An usherette came to me and led me to my seat. The castle was dashing, it was filled with wealth and power. It was giving a medieval atmosphere. Everything was screaming royalty and everyone was so elegant and classy. The hall was huge and the artistic structure of its stairway at the front was making the whole place more majestic.

"Why do you want me to promise you one thing?" Belle Rose took a deep breath in, and she stated. "You know that we are going to Hohenzollern Castle on Friday and we are staying at a hotel nearby as well as sharing the same hotel room. (Fatima says, 'Yeah, and what hotel that we are going to be staying at?') We will stay at Gasthof Hotel Lowen, and it is not that far from Hohenzollern Castle. If something does happen to me while we are at Hohenzollern Castle, can you promise me that you don't tell my parents and Ayers that I am there? Because I don't want to be dragged away from there and be forced to marry someone I don't love. As I feared that they may or may not come to the castle and drag

Awkward silence. It wasn’t until they were in the next village, the outer village to the Capitol, that they spoke. “There it is. Castle Criker.” In the distance Freja could see the massive imposing stone structure. The castle was massive and heavily fortified. Everything about it was huge. The towers were high and pointed. Various stone platforms had been built on the upper levels, possibly landing areas for the beasts that lived within. Dragonkin.

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.

The last couple of weeks have been a blur but I'm getting there now. I live in the capital, Silver City a two day drive from Five Lakes. My new home was once a grand castle but it's been split into apartments. A previous Alpha Romanov disbanded the whole royal aloofness to encourage loyalty and bonding between Alphas and Beta's, my heritage gets me a little single room with a large oval window looking onto an outer walkway wall where the security team patrol. Surrounding the castle is the township that supports the royal household, several hundred buildings which are enclosed within the huge castle walls.

A beautiful woman with red hair like her painted lips and lacquered long nails were seated in a black high back throne chair. She stood up gracefully and watched us approach with a beautiful smile. "Samuel...my darling. It's been a very long time. You visited me at last." She extended her hand toward Samuel. He dutifully kissed her long creamy white manicured hands. She looked at me curiously and smiled, "No wonder you forgot to visit me...the child is beautiful." Samuel ignored her teasing. Instead, he asked directly, "We came here to see the Seer." "The Seer was happily locked up in her world. Why bother her? Besides, this girl is more powerful than what we have here in our domain."

"Are you sure you don't mind?" Leila smiled. "I think that perfecting the cure for vampirism will present enough of a challenge, and I can work on it when Jase is sleeping. We'll work it out." "I can always build you a lab in the castle, too," I said, testing the waters. My casino and night club, Caprice Casino and Club Moroii, was literally a castle, an exact replica of Camelot, designed by King Arthur himself. "I'm not sure if I want to raise Jase in the castle "

Elric replied, looking at her quizzically. "That would be lovely, thank you," Saffron said as graciously as she could muster. Elric took her elbow as they followed the unnerving Princess from the drawing-room. She grabbed a candelabra from the bottom of the steps before leading them up the cold, dark stairwell. They were led to the very end of the hall on what was the third floor. Saffron could hear the wind buffering against the harsh stone of the castle. She could swear that it was worming its way in between the cracks, licking at her skin.

Since then, the castle had become known as the Alpha Castle and it belonged to whichever Alpha ruled the pack. Tony pushed open a large wooden double door and led me into Cahir's room. I thought the reserved room at the top floor of the Silver Moon's pack house was a grand sight but what awaited me here was nothing short of perfection. It was at least three times the size of the reserved room in our pack house.

~ SIERRA's POV ~ “Oh my God!” Sierra exclaimed. Her eyes were wide as saucers as she looked at the view before her. Colton had taken her to the Met Cloisters, a museum at Fort Tyron Park. It was a famous museum with a gothic-style building located on a steep hill. Sierra had been to this museum before, but she never knew there was a secret passageway that led to the rooftop of the castle. Once she got up there and saw the view, she was absolutely mesmerized. There was nobody else except the two of them there and with the dress she was wearing, she felt like she was transported to a French monastery in the 1900s.