Books with title The Castle Builder

It's the Year 2319, and humans number in the trillions. We've spread to other galaxies and continue to thrive as a vast civilization. But calamity looms on the horizon. Little do our people know that a long-gestating killer, called The Keresian Virus, will soon decimate 99.99% of our population. One of the few people aware of the government cover-up is Cutler Copeland. Not only is he immune to the virus, he's also a scout who's spent his life finding inhospitable planets with just the right attributes to facilitate terraforming into living ecosystems. But now, with his ex-wife dead, Cutler must return to Earth to fetch his teenage daughter, Kit, and somehow remain undetected by the government conspirators hellbent on stealing the secrets that will soon come into Cutler's possession.Will he succeed in reconnecting with his daughter, and get away just before the slaughter, or will his enemies track him down and use him for their own nefarious plans?P.S. Visit SimeonGraves.com to get a free copy of the never-to-be-published prequel to The Last Builder. ​

The castle was in ruin. Not just ruined but someone at some point had breached it causing it to use its own magic and seal the doors. Now all Aurora had to do was repair the monstrous castle, get inside, see what creature still lurked there and make sure the people of the town were safe. “I don’t think I have enough super glue to fix this sucker.” Trianam looked at her oddly but didn’t ask. They were either getting used to her oddities or ignoring them better. She wanted to think it was the latter. “What else did you find? Any waterways?” “Aye. There is one to the south too that looks like it might have fed this one long ago. Trees, small yet fill the path but it looks dry to me.” He kicked the dirt at his feet. “’Tis not going to grow much I think.” One more thing to add to her list. Aurora Kirkpatrick had fallen into a tapestry. And after several months of thinking she was dead she now came to realize that she was indeed the Champion, the only one that could save the world that was created for the magical people of this world. And try not to murder her king while she was at it. She went to him for help with the broken castle. “The castle is falling down are you aware of that? And I don’t have enough glue to put it together again.” He smiled at her. “You do not need glue but simply knowing how the pieces fit the whole. You’ll figure it out. If you don’t then I will make fun of your lack of efforts the next time we meet.” Then he disappeared. Yes, she was going to murder the king when she found him.

Excerpt from The Castle BuildersI would build a cloudy houseFor my thoughts to live in,When for earth too fancy loose,And too low for Heaven.Hush! I talk my dream alone:I build it bright to see;I build it on the moon-lit cloud,To which I looked with theeE. B. Browning.About two o'clock in the afternoon, the yellow foggy light of a spring, or rather winter day in London, came, for it could not be said to shine, through the two windows of a large apartment, which the long table and the numerous desks and books, distinguished as a school-room. Large maps hung against the wall; there was a piano, a pair of globes, sundry drawing desks and easels in the midst of which were nearly a score of girls from twelve years old to seventeen, their gay chatter and bright looks proving how little power the restraints of school had to check their flow of spirits in this hour of relaxation.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

The Middle Ages usually conjure up images of chivalrous knights, fair maidens, wandering minstrels and fairy-tale endings. Readers of all ages are enchanted by this period yet often overlook the everyday lives of the ordinary people of the time. This series examines not only great medieval castles, kings and ladies but also the story of the common working people of towns, villages and religious communities across Europe. Detailed portraits of four specific aspects of medieval life -- the countryside, the city, the castle and the church -- emerge through lively, entertaining text and an abundance of stunning historical art. From the great personalities of Eleanor of Aquitaine, Geoffrey Chaucer and King Arthur to farmers, servants, craftsmen and clerics, this series reveals real people who ruled, worked, created art and music, pursued dreams and coped with fear and danger. Informative sidebars woven through each title allow readers to discover the truth about women's roles and achievements, how medieval children had fun, some favorite recipes and a number of popular songs, stories and poems.

Corie continues her life of complete nonsense mixed with actually doing something worthwhile in this second book of the Corie Universe Feeder saga. My goodness! Things have become a saga now! Who would have thought that?Saga, epic, endeavor, enterprise, tale, adventure, chronicle or what not, did you say castle? Where’s the pickle the fish and the tree? Are they still around? Are they growing? Are they doing something? Are there dogs? Did anyone break anything? Will more people get fed? Yes a castle, yes the pickle-and-fish tree, yes more growing and yes some people are fed and yes someone broke an arm. Unfortunately the people are being fed fresh vegetables and not anything good and healthy like orange painted puffed up things that come in a bag and mess up your fingers.There is a slight snow problem followed by a slight melting problem followed by a glass installation problem. Oh! There’s a bank problem too, but that was before it snowed.Wait! Don’t run away from all these problems. I think they all get resolved in the end. I also think it’s Corie who does the resolving. No cheese sandwiches were harmed in the writing of this book.[This is book two in a series and you will have NO IDEA what is going on if you start with this book. Go find book one please and thank you.]

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Devon was a five-year-old when he learned that those headaches he was having were the result of a cancerous tumor behind his eye. But thanks to his family and good doctors, he survived. Or did he? The Castle is the story of his reminiscences, especially of the crystal chess set he got as a gift after his surgery. But then one of the pieces fell to the floor and shattered. Which piece? The castle, or rook as some call it. Suddenly, Devon awakens in a strange land where he finds a real castle - and some of the same people he knew in his childhood. What is real and what is not? Is he alive or dead? It's a story that will keep you wondering....

Peta Jones is an ordinary girl struggling with the loss of her father, an army hero who died in mysterious circumstances. When she receives clues that he may still be alive, but noone believes her, she embarks on a dangerous rescue across the crystal-clear waters of the Mediterranean to a clifftop castle, home to a billionaire in exile. Soon Peta discovers that what some people will do for money, she will do for truth and hope.