Tangled Castle Novels & Stories

he explained. I shook my head in disbelief, finding it hard to believe what I just heard. What the fuck was really happening? What sort of conspiracy was all this? "Turn around, and take me back home now," I ordered. As he resumed driving, I turned on my phone to the CCTV in my living room but it was disconnected. The only CCTV working were the rooms upstairs. Something was definitely going on in the house, I could feel it. My hands wanted to squeeze someone's neck so tight. After everything I had done for Lead. He still had the efforntery to betray me.

I could smell cedar through the window. Finally, the car turned down a hidden path. Cecil squealed, hopping up to look out the window as we grew closer. The breathtaking sight of a magnificent, blood red castle perched atop a hill. Redstone walls, adorned with intricate carvings, rose majestically against a clear blue sky. Pointed turrets pierced the heavens, and a sprawling courtyard welcomed us with open arms. "Wow!" Cecil gasped, her eyes wide with wonder. "Is that the castle? Is that your castle?"

She had overestimated her ability and underestimated the force she was dealing with. She fell silent. Why had she recklessly rushed into a trap? Come to think of it, Chad was right in everything. His icy blade found its way to the strap that held her long waves in a bun, cutting it free. Instantly, her tresses plunged downwards, covering her back. Booyeong laughed evilly. “Now, what do we have here?” She couldn’t even bring herself to run, because she didn’t know who was outside the tent now that she was a prisoner. She tried to invoke a mental spell in her mind to protect herself, but the spell faltered.

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I said gasping in awe. He chuckled a bit before ruffling my neatly set hair. I frowned at him and set my hair again properly in a high pony. I have a natural caramel balayage hair. It is a mix of caramel, honey and black hair. He pulled my hair-tie out and secured it around his wrist. I frowned at him but he just chuckled and tucked a lose strand of my hair behind my ear and placed a pin in my hair to keep it from falling back on to my face. I pouted and looked away but I smiled touching the pin in my hair. Someone cleared their throat and I looked up to see Rowan standing there with his hands crossed over his chest making his biceps bulge and his black Henley shirt is not doing any justice

Belle Rose knew that she would have an adventure while at the castle, and she sticks close to Fatima as they and everyone else had to walk around to the castle entrance. Belle Rose felt someone staring at her, and she didn't know who nor where the person is staring at her from. Annabelle gave the information and the drawing of the castle. Belle Rose place the information and the drawing of the castle in her backpack. Annabelle started the tour on the grounds, and they had lunch. Annabelle led the tour inside of the Hohenzollern castle, and Belle Rose felt something bad would happen.

"Really? I can take you there if you want, you, me, Cathy, and Craig, we four could go there." "I don't think Tony will like it, so let's forget about that, where are we going?" She raised her head only to see that they were inside another massive building. "Wow! This is a castle." "Of course, you are my princess and every princess needs a throne." He opened the door for her, he held Whitney's hand out. "Let me get the wear," Whitney said. "No way, you should just climb on me, I will take you in and I will return to get them."

I told myself that I would find a way, but I was lying to myself even then. Dartmoor was filled with unfamiliar scents. They became more pungent and bitter the further I went, until they were almost overwhelming. Never were they stronger than when I reached a dark, crumbling castle. It sat high on a hill, the ground around it barren save for dead trees. Thin red vines ran up the castle’s decaying stone walls, and as I neared, I noticed fleshy tendrils rising like towers from its base, waving in the wind. Were these the “anomalies” the book had referred to? Did that mean I was too late?

The large castle with many towers sprawling over acres of land, vines, and flowers covered the outside of the first two floors. All three children stood at the entrance with their mouths agape. Scott and I laughed at the same time, probably taking in the same sight. “You live here?” Scott Jr. half asked half exclaimed, “It’s a freaking castle! A real castle. A ‘not in Europe’ castle.” His amazement was evident in every word. His father laughed and nodded telling him that yes, castles here are real. His twin put her hand under his chin and physically closed his mouth for him while Elentari laughed. It warmed my heart to see her laugh. I had always had doubts about how we would meet. She hadn’

I try to swallow, but the knot of nerves pressing against my vocal chords makes it impossible. “He knows I’m coming, right?” I ask in a croak that sounds like a toad. Roman nods, shrugging a shoulder like this isn’t the end of the world as I know it. Like I haven’t spent three months in a purgatory of my own making because of the man who lives in the castle now casting us in its snowy shadow. The castle itself is something out of a gothic fever dream. At least a half-dozen spires stretch into the thick clouds, and four towers stretch just as far. Stained glass windows cast dim light across a wide, circular driveway beyond the reach of the front gates, where a quartet of guards let us through