The Glass Castle Novels & Stories

I mean, my mouth was wide open, having never seen such a thing really. The building was semi circle curved, completely made of glass where you could see that there were luxury apartments with balconies. It was so big I swear it had more than twenty floors. Just as I was gasping, another building came into view. It was a castle, a stone ancient castle that was just as big itself, very similar to the one at court. Lights flood the whole place, nearly making it seem as if it was day. Beautiful jacaranda trees were bright and purple with the flowers making the whole place look heavenly as we passed the circular drive way. All the cars besides ours pulled up in the fancy glass building.

A distraction in this glass castle called De Castello, when he was the one who dragged me into this hell? It felt like someone vacuumed the air from my lungs and sealed it in a plastic bag. But I stayed standing. Because if I collapsed in front of him, it meant he won. And I’d lost too many times already. I took a deep breath. Then I turned all the way around to face him. He was painfully handsome in the way that hurt to look at. A stone-cut jaw. A face carved from some divine blueprint. Blue eyes so dark they were unreadable. If this man wanted me to feel like a ghost in his home... well, congratulations. Mission accomplished.

The sky hung heavy and gray as they claimed my body. They held the funeral at a church near our home. White candles illuminated my photo. It had been taken on my eighteenth birthday, and was the only picture in the house that belonged solely to me. Mom and Dad sat in the corner dressed in black. They did not wail, but silently shed tears with heads bowed. Mom’s voice was hoarse as she murmured memories of the past. “Remember when Carol was little? She’d always run after me. When I baked bread in the kitchen, she’d sit beside me, saying she’d build me a house out of bread when she grew up...”

Veyra whispered happily. -------------------------- The evening wrapped the castle in a quiet, indigo stillness. Rain began to patter softly against the tall leaded glass windows of the east wing, creating a rhythmic, soothing backdrop to the warmth within. In the newly finished nursery, no candles were lit. Instead, a glass lamp filled with glowing moon-stones sat on the low side table, casting a soft, pearlescent radiance over the room. The painted star-chart above the birch cradle seemed to shimmer in the gentle light, its gold-leaf constellations catching every subtle beam.

Mrs Sprocket somehow worked out that something will happen to Belle Rose when they are at the castle, and she got a strange feeling that Belle Rose's dream last night will come true. Belle Rose was allowed to take the book about the castle to visit back to Mrs Sprocket's house and carry on research in her own time. The school finished, and Belle Rose left with Mrs Sprocket as they head towards Mrs Sprocket's home. Mrs Sprocket allowed Belle Rose to use the dining table to carry on with her research about the castle that they are going to for the school trip, and she got some drinks for her and Belle Rose. Belle Rose wrote 6 pages of the history of the castle, and she drew the castle thrice.

“Yeah, I don’t live like the others.” “You don’t” “You will see.” She wasn’t wrong. The gats weren’t anything new. My father had them and so had Elijah, but what was different was the house. Everything was glass, windows surrounded the entire building. It was only two floors, but it was wide. “Come on, let's find you something else to wear.” She lets out a little laugh as she glances at my outfit. “Anything else ma’am?” The driver asks and Mel tells him to take the rest of the night off.

He has chestnut brown hair and bright green eyes, he has a defined jaw and he's built like a soldier, he's six foot seven or something. "Gustav is that you?" Nana asks from the kitchen; she walks to the doorway with an apron on. "Linda," he smiles, "That lamb you gave me, Tammy loved it, thank you." "I told you the show would love it," she winks. "Can we please leave; I don't want to be late?" I beg. Gustav chuckles, "Of course Miss Harding." We say goodbye to my aunt and leave the house, there are still paparazzi in my yard, but Gustav fends them off and gets me into the car safely and we drive off to Crawford Castle.

The moon shone brightly on the city, and the stars looked like particles of diamonds sprinkled across the night sky. The city was a mess, with broken-down buildings and dirt in every corner. Beggars lay around on the streets, and the sound of crying and yelling could be heard from every corner. The city had lost the beauty and perfection it once had, to the point that nothing at all looked familiar to Mary. She finally made it to the monarch’s castle after a long run. The castle was a tall, cylindrical building made of nothing but unbreakable, tinted glass. The bottom of the building was surrounded by a beautiful garden, and maids and soldiers were positioned at different positions around th

I was completely surprised at the fact that he was helping me and for the fact that he was actually listening. Wow, Ace does have a little soul in him. Ace saw me staring at him dumbly and he glared. "What!?" He growled. I looked away quickly. "Nothing." We rode on for a few more minutes before we saw a pathway of green and clean cut grass that leads to a huge white castle that I think is at least 4 storey high. As we passed through the pathway I saw tall green hedges that stood on either side and continuing on different right angles forming a maze. A bunch of flowers. The castle stood at the end of the path standing tall and majestic. It stretched throughout most of the maze's length. A gaz

My heart rate began to climb, and anxiety filled me. I was running out of time and all I could be sure of was that I was on the ground floor of this castle. I hadn’t even seen a window. Then, a glint of red light caught my eye. I turned and followed it as quickly as I could. The castle seemed to bend and change around me until I was standing in a room of all glass. The red light from the sky streamed inside, but as I looked outside, all the hope started to drain out of me.