The Glass Castle Novels & Stories

he said as he bow before turning around and striding away leaving her alone. Rosy stood still for a while staring at the castle as people walk pass her,glancing at her curiously but she was not bothered about there curious glance as she continued to stare at the castle. It was even more magnificent from up close, there were fountain and flowers all around it with alot of trees, but the tree added to it beauty. The large door which stood tall wasn't a glass like she expected but it definitely looks like one, the glasses around the building were like crystal with a touch of gold and bright light around it indicating that a ball was being held inside. She took a deep breathe and walk inside pas

The screen flickered, then glowed with a single new message. THE EARTH WAS THE CRADLE. THE REAL GLASS HOUSE IS WAITING. WELCOME HOME, CHILDREN. - MOTHER.

Glass catching the afternoon. He pressed it to his face, He held it there for one long breath. Then he pulled it down. He looked at the window. Empty. She was in New York. He wiped his hands dry. He did not examine the specific ache of a man who had spent two and a half years maintaining a lock that had just failed completely in a swimming pool on a Saturday morning while teaching his daughter to be a mermaid. He picked up his phone. He went inside.

Al had already gone back to stealing popcorn, completely unaware that he had just tossed a grenade into the living room. Rafael looked at him. Then at me. I forced a smile. “My list of disappointments is very inclusive.” His gaze stayed on my face a little longer than I liked, but then Gabby suddenly clapped her hands. “Done!” She threw both hands into the air like she had personally completed construction on Versailles. The castle stood in the middle of the rug, huge and ridiculous with pink towers, a black bridge, a horse on the balcony, a tiny runway for the whale shark, and a queen standing at the highest point.

The curtain covering the glass box slowly lifted. Almost immediately, whistles and quiet laughter spread through the crowd below. "Hey, isn't that the Lawson family's 'state top scorer'? She didn't get into Cromwell University, but she ended up here instead." "Her skin's pretty fair, and she's got a nice figure. Wonder what she's really like in private." "I heard she's pretty innocent. Looks like Mr. Lawson really gave everyone a show this time." The humiliation hit me like a knife. My whole body shook with anger. I wanted to explain, to defend myself.

The inside of the castle wasn’t what I had expected. Then again, nothing in the Iridescence Pack had mirrored my expectations. Multi-colored beams of sunlight streamed through the glass ceiling. The ceiling above the foyer was made of different colored glass, creating an incredibly realistic mural. Two bulls, one white and the other black, were locked at the horns. They stood in a beautiful garden, lush with flowers I had never seen before.

The priest explained to them. They thanked him and stepped inside the portal which took them to the kingdom, Tairia. Stepping on the other end of the portal, their eyes widened at the scene in front of them, the castle. Castle looked like it was built with glass. It was shiny and white in colour. Seven, huge, pointed towers surrounded it. All the towers were connected with the glass-like shiny white stones. In the middle was a dome shaped structure which made the castle look enormous and eye-catching.

Where had he been taken? Arth found himself lying on the stone floor. He sat up and looked around. His eyes climbed as an enormous castle rose—it soared so high that dark red clouds had covered its peak. Its walls were made of black glass, like obsidian. Arth swallowed hard in his throat as he sensed powerful auras coming from the castle. Darkness hid inside the large arch windows and everywhere around him. No light illuminated his vision but the yellow waterfall behind him.

My eyes almost bugged out of my head. If I thought the Algoren packhouse was big, this place was a castle. It had a bunch of different levels, all flat roofs. Modern style. Glass windows bigger than me lined the walls. Part of the castle was pitch black, the other parts dark wood. From outside I could see wolves walking inside the huge house, going about their business.

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’