Shuri Von Neuschwanstein Novels & Stories

Ang malamig na hangin ng German Alps ay sumalubong sa pamilya Black-Mercedes pagbaba nila mula sa royal jet ng mga Hohenberg. Sa harap nila ay nakatayo ang Schloss Hohenberg—isang dambuhalang kastilyo na tila galing sa mga fairy tale, ngunit ang mga pader nito ay saksi sa mga dantaon ng politika, digmaan, at mga lihim.

Indeed, these burdens made him cherish his moments with Snow even more; only with her could he truly relax and feel genuinely happy. Seeing Kiran silent, Yvonne felt a bit disappointed and fell silent herself. Yvonne and Kiran stood aside, curious about who was proposing and just as eager to see what was happening. With her hair elegantly updo, Shuri exuded a calm and graceful aura. White heart-shaped earrings dangled from her sensuous earlobes, shining like beams of moonlight under the lights. She was dressed in a purple evening gown that hugged her seductive figure perfectly, making her stunningly beautiful. The gown revealed her shoulders and a large expanse of her snowy white, delicate n

she concluded giving hope to her sojourned journey to the unknown land. “But she saw only what belongs to Adrian, my life.” Christine smote her lips severally. “I think I love this guy. Do I? Maybe I’m obsessed.” A thick rampart of the castle evokes her attention from the fantasy of her boyfriend Adrian. An austere wall, towered by a watching tower of different strategic points ridiculously criticized her bosom as they wavily moved up and down on her chest as she drew closer. This rouses the amorous of the castle posing the top palace building on her visage. The building had been gold crowned on the tallest pillar. The crown structure had scarlet beads around it, both at the centre and at th

They were ambushed, murdered for their crowns it was my duty to keep it away from whoever was behind that dreadful night and it was a duty I had given my whole life for. It was my destiny. The doors groaned open, revealing the last of the princes. They stood in a neat line, their postures rigid, and eyes shining with ambition barely concealed behind their polite smiles. As they bowed deeply, the scent of their colognes clashed. My senses were always heightened I never understood why but I had a nose of a wolf, sight of an eagle and the ears of a bat. Focus Daciana! I snapped out of my daze forcing myself to look at least interested with the proceeding.

“I will see you later. We’ve prepared a small feast in your honor.” The older shifter follows me from the courtyard into the castle. On his way, he explains that the rest of the family and Coit are also on their way, but he was closer, visiting another pack in hopes of looking for the missing shifters together, when Emory let him know I’d gotten Lydia to safety. The castle, called Burgundersee, sits next to a large lake called Lake Nett. It’s an ancient castle with eight towers, timber roofs, and turrets. It’s not nearly as large as Castle Graystone, so it doesn’t take long to reach the hospital wing.

Queen Yeri. For the first time, I stand in front of the grand palace—the wing that belongs to me as the new queen of Orizon. It is called the Court of Virtue. At the entrance is a majestic golden wolf statue which stands as a sentinel, its eyes are seemingly watching over anything that passes. Archways, like portals to other realms, leads to various chambers. It is a cathedral of stone and marble, towering ceilings that have beautiful frescoes. Again, gilded designs and emerald-encrusted pillars. I hate Ozar but this place is beyond words.

Vivienne began, her voice a hesitant whisper, "thank you for letting me come tonight. I know you didn’t want to, and I’m just making your job harder–" “No.” He spared her a fleeting glance, his green eyes reflecting granite resolve. "It's my duty to keep you safe, Vivienne. Tonight, or any other. Just stay by my side." “With pleasure,” she smiled. The Red Moon Hotel emerged from the embrace of the countryside, a private sanctuary nestled amidst rolling hills and lush greenery. The exterior was a testament to opulence, the structure adorned with climbing ivy that intertwined with intricate ironwork. The moon, a radiant silver crescent, hung as a centrepiece above the grand entrance, casting a

"My mate wants me to go to the boss of their dirty wife-swapping business. I heard he's very cruel. No woman is the same after coming back from his chambers." The mention of Boss caused Vera's breathing to falter. She grasped Luna Berta's hands tightly and leaned in. "Boss? Who is this boss?" Vera asked, trying not to sound desperate. "I don't know. I just heard that he resides in the Royal Castle." Luna Berta directed her gaze to the front. Vera's eyes followed suit. The Royal Castle was visible from the terrace. It looked unreal in the falling snow. Its tall towers and pointed turrets rose high, disappearing into soft clouds. The snow over its stony walls looked like a white veil, making i

The most secluded part where it was just me, her, and mother nature. Shrubs and dense trees created a curtain around the lake, making it seem like a little hidden secret from the rest of the world. It was a beautiful sight to behold. The sun glistened against the clear water of the lake, shimmering even further each time Alina skipped a pebble of the water's surface. I watched her intently, trying to figure out how she managed to skip her previous pebble ten times before it finally sunk in.