We Have Always Lived In The Castle Novels & Stories

His presence was impossible to miss—powerful, commanding, unyielding. The pure blood had changed him. And because of that, everything around us had changed too. I pressed my palm against the glass. This wasn’t over. Not even close. But for the first time, the castle felt like it belonged to us—not just Oliver, not just the clan, but us. Together.

"Oh, boy. I've told you already, he won't hurt me. Well, not for a purpose." "I still need to make sure, as your brother, although you are older than me, I am entitled to be your knight. I will take care of you. You are the princess of the Camince Castle, remember?" And all of a sudden, I feel nostalgic as I remember those times when Zhairo and I were just little kids, and mama and papa can still spare their weekends for us. We use to play altogether, family bonding in our living room, with my pink children's tent that can still accommodate the four of us back then. The whole living room used to be our castle with toys scattered on the carpeted floor. And I remember so well that we call the

Most have opted to stay, feeling the castle will be safer than anywhere else they choose to hide. For most of the staff, this castle is their home. Like them, whatever home I had before coming to this place no longer exists. The house I grew up in burned down decades ago. On top of the land, another house was built, and it eventually became an apothecary.

“Thank you for everything.” Dana laughed at me for thanking her, I didn’t know that she was just getting started for the things she was about to do for me. She took me to this big castle on one of the tallest mountains in that area. It would have taken me forever to climb that mountain. I never even knew that a castle stood atop that mountain. The castle was deserted and as we walked through the halls, it didn’t take anything for me to realize that we were the only ones there. “Is this where you live?” I asked her.

There was a lot to do to get ready for the event and it was better that we focus. On the bright side, I had never felt more alive living in the castle, waking up next to Violet in what we had figured out were the royal chambers of the castle. Between the two of us, we had the entire castle cleaned, shined, polished, furnished, and decorated before we had even decided on an invitation style.

"Your castle Baby, plexus wants it to stay in the family, he says this place is too big for him now, and it's time to move on. He was hoping we could make a home here and bring our children up here." "What do you say, Princess, do you fancy living in a castle with me." I grin as I say. "Oh my god, Beven we're going to live in a freaking castle with our own beach, our kids are going to love it." Beven grins as he says. "So is that a yes Deliah Blue?" I giggle as I reply. "Damn right its a yes; I can't wait to live in a castle, and wake up to this beautiful view every single day."

LAMIA I looked out the window on the top floor of my castle, yes, my castle, taking slow sips from the crystal glass that held the dark thick rum, my drink of choice tonight, as I pondered over the past two years and how far we had come. Two years ago, Travis and I left the Golden Circle pack in the dead of night to come back to MacTire (which literally meant wolf in ancient Gaelic). With the help of Alpha Greg from the Crescent Moon pack and my Uncle, we found out this castle was once the home of my ancestors. It was once upon a time home to a king and queen from the old world, who had been overthrown by humans and the pack massacred by hunters.

“With any luck, I may even allow you to meet your son, but never forget that he will be my grandson first.” I clenched my jaw, watching him vanish. I turned back and pulled at the restraints. I felt the castle trying to stop me, trying to keep me here, but I ignored it. I pulled until I heard the shackles pop and crack. The chains went flying from the walls. The castle closed off the grate I could see through and plunged me into darkness. I put my hands on the nearest stone wall feeling almost apologetic. For centuries the castle had been my home. It had been the home where I thought my wife and I would live and raise our children. I thought I would bring Trinity and our child back here. Tha

All of them were like family to us and there wasn’t a dull moment with them. Especially with the kitchen ladies. I had no idea how they managed to stay so alert, but they knew everything about everyone. “Sounds like my boy,” I chuckled. “Wait till some more tiny feet join the bunch. Ah, I can almost imagine the blissful chaos more children will bring in this boring castle. Don’t take me wrong, living in a real castle is a luxury, but it could be so much more fun. Just imagine how fun playing hide and seek would be in a building like this. Truth to be told, I hoped Magnus would want to play, but he’s always in his room, building the cursed block weapons.” Mayra complained.

I ask. “Home,” he answers. Surprised, I look up. “But we can’t…we haven’t won the war yet.” “What war Willow? The humans are on the run. There is no war to fight. Silke said the war would start at our castle and it would end there. So we are gonna go, take our home back, and end this stupid war.” I am too tired, too cold, and too hurt to argue with him. The occupants in the castle are no doubt in a far better position than we are. They’ve lived in warmth and luxury for months, while we’ve survived out in the cold, eating rations and blowing ourselves up.