Utgard Castle Novels & Stories

“It feels familiar somehow.” Viola smiled. “Ah, yes. I suppose it would if you’ve done your homework. This is Edemas’s castle.” My brow creased as I looked at her. “But his castle was destroyed during the… the Purging, or whatever you call it. It’s just ruined now, up in Norway.”

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 1:21 AM Watching the last Unspeakable disappear into the tall green flames, Erik turned to his girls and smiled. "So, how about you all go check our chambers while I activate the rest of the wards?" He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

The gates were erected to keep the unwanted out and let just the accepted in. Evander was distracted from his thoughts by the new additions to the areas surrounding the castle. The sun had gone to bed, handing full control to the moon and stars. The cool air kissed his cheeks with every step he took, rustling leaves humming ever so slightly from time to time. The air was fresh and free of impurities which Evander found ironic. Unlike the entrance to Yorkshire, the capital was nearly empty, only a few shifters and people still roamed about. The capital was the largest part of Yorkshire and the richest. It screamed of power and affluence. An intangible element hovered over the land, strong eno

“Adam, I thought you said you had a brother and a sister. A cousin as well?” Adam raised his head looking for them and his brow scrunched. “I can’t seem to find them. They may be in the guest living room. It’s alright, love. We will meet them there.” Adam escort her to the room he spoke of and Eve was amazed with how big the castle was. Sure the diamond castle at Zhatier was far bigger and beautiful, the details within the walls of the castle was amazing. Intricate carvings like the one on Adam’s arm she had seen as a kid with antiques and old but still strong weapons decorate every nook and cranny of the castle. It does look dark and grey with the red curtains and table cloth giving it an e

He would not be able to keep that up for very long, though. Wilbur furrowed his brows. This place seemed to be full of tricks. Ryder and Isabella were going to be in danger if this went on. Wilbur made his mind up. He let out a cry as his thunder cleaver lit up with tri-energy flames. Wilbur held the cleaver in both hands, swinging it down harshly at the castle.

he said with a nod, his voice smooth and formal. Perched on a rocky outcrop and surrounded by lush greenery and dramatic cliffs, the château had a fairytale-like appearance. It was encircled by high stone walls, originally designed for defense. These walls, along with the castle’s elevated position, highlighted its historical role as a fortified residence. Positioned on a basalt spur, the castle overlooked the valley below, offering panoramic views of the surrounding countryside. This strategic location was once chosen for both protection and territorial control.

I know this castle better than him and the lycans he has assigned to keep watch over me. Panting, I glanced at the long passage at the two lycan guards approaching and ducked. As soon as they’d passed, I stepped out from my hiding and continued to the postern gates. The postern gates is a small gate on the wall of Tyr castle with a hidden passage, it interconnects the castle directly to the outside world; somewhere around the forest of Tyr. Although I know the castle of Tyr like the back of my hands, I do not know much about the forest before me. I regretted not coming with a map.

Max piped up, placing his hands behind his head to stretch his muscles unnecessarily. Dmitri took a deep breath. "I assume that there would be guards to every entrance and to any and all weak points of the castle, I believe since the castle is over a few hundred years old-" "Jeez, how old is this Madeline woman?" Max huffed, seemingly impressed which annoyed Dmitri greatly. He knows Max has a hard time being serious however this situation is very dire, you would think he would at least try.

Tall, narrow evergreen trees grown against the walls and ivy climbs across sections of the castle walls. Carefully maintained flower beds contain small purple and other brightly coloured flowers. Several long blue banners with golden crowns and lions hang from the castle walls. Above the central arched entranced is a prominent gold and black shield emblem. The entrance itself is closed by a heavy iron barred gate. Luz stepped into the courtyard; his amber eyes fixed on the fountain. The scraping sound he had heard earlier was coming from one of the statues– a faint, grating noise as if stone were rubbing against stone. “The fountain,” he said, his voice barely audible over the low hum that f

Agui almost bit his tongue when he saw my black smoke oozing everywhere. “INTRUDER! We have an intruder!” One man shouted when he heard the commotion going on. I left Mount Madja-as and raided Kaptan’s castle. He had this place built beyond the clouds. The castle rested on top of a floating rock island that was about half a mile in diameter. Along with this huge structure that was made out of white marble and gold, other Gods also built their homes nearby.