Dark Dungeons Review Novels & Stories

I've already tried to find this place that holds so many secrets, and just another one of my horror dreams. "And dad, if you're hiding something from me, I'll find out with your help or not! There is something in this city that scares the remaining people and I will know whether or not my name is Delmom Salvatore.

he says in Italian, well this is going to be fun to deal with. “Let’s find a place more private for us to talk” I say to Marco, this isn’t going to work here, we need a better place. I’m not proud of things I do, sometimes work takes us to dark places, but sometimes the darkness wins, sometimes it’s even worse than depression, depression comes from within, sometimes, we don’t have any control over it. But tonight I gave in to darkness, tonight I’m the one who went to the dark side, there’s this way to get anyone to talk, whether they want to or not. He spit in my face, he cursed me, he refused to talk, but that only got on my dark side, that got my demons out, that got me thirsty for blood h

I rolled my eyes at him and passed him my plate. “I was thinking, Dawn of the Dead,” Kate replied. I gasped; is she kidding me? “No way! I’m not watching that, it’ll scare the crap out of me!” I cried, horrified at the thought of watching a zombie movie. They made me so scared that I couldn’t be alone for days afterwards; I had to pee with the bathroom door open for goodness sake! I could hear her chuckling. “Please, Amby? I really want to see it,” she begged, I could imagine the puppy dog look on her face right now.

He scoffs before walking off as if no one is there beside his fellow Shade member. After the quiet passing of the alive creature patrolling, Salavanta resumes unlocking the rest of the concealments. She flips open the trap door and then uses those dark eyes to loom down the ladder. Though there is nothing she can make out other than the ladder itself and the dirt surface that leads to a dungeon. Muffle moans escape the air which sends dread down both the captain’s spine and her other three crewmates. Lard looks at the three. “Good luck.” They all nod in agreement and slide down the ladder. First, it was the redhead that goes first followed by Romera, and then finally the bigger man Garth. La

I say as I get up and look at my blood-soaked dress. I hear the front door slam open. “What the hell did you do?!?!” ****** I jolt awake sweating. I feel my heart racing as I look around. It’s pitch black in my room. This gives me no indication of the time as it is always dark down here. I take a deep breath to slow my rapidly beating heart. As I do so I take in the rancid smell of the dungeon. I lay back down and let my eyes adjust to the darkness so I could see better. Although, I do not have my wolf yet living in darkness I have gotten better at being able to see through it.

We finally managed to defeat all the dark skeletons, and it seemed that I had the highest score in this fight, defeating around five hundred black skeletons. "Whew... I'm exhausted." "Whew... Vans, maybe we should take a short break," Flitz said, catching his breath. This situation was proving to be troublesome for a group of D-ranked adventurers. Could this dungeon be completed with just a group of D-ranked adventurers? It seemed that the guild master would need to revise the mission he created. Since some adventurers were tired, I decided to take a short break with them. It wouldn't hurt to rest and think about strategies for the next enemies. Perhaps we would face even stronger monsters l

~Derek's Point of View~ My best friend was the only one outside of Eve and Haven that knew about my night in the dark. I walked out of the hotel a little after 5 am and drove home, ready to bang on the apartment door below mine and wake his ass up. Heath of course thought I was nuts, that I could have easily just met a girl on a dating site for this fantasy and not had to pay $10k for it. We had both been single a very long time, both played the field, but both always came up with superficial women.

There would be a dripping sound, a dank, putrid smell, a dirt or concrete floor, a chill that wouldn’t leave the air, and heavy chains. He’d not bothered to disabuse her of that notion. The scarier the dungeon was to her, the easier it would be to get her cooperation. In reality, the dungeon was none of those things. If what he’d been told by the servants who had gone to get her belongings was true, the dungeon was nicer than her apartment in the city had been. It was done in black and a tasteful deep red with occasional splashes of other colors like purples and greens and yellows. It had been an inside joke with his previous submissives that the dungeon was the color of death, blood, and br

Somehow,the more he looked at the picture,the more fear gripped his bones. His eyes finally fell on the picture of a goddess.Staring deeply at her,he could also felt that she is also glaring at him.The Dark lord stood on millions of bones and skulls.It was as if heaven had raised hell on earth. Below the bones and skulls is an intense fire burning.It was as if he could hear the screams,pains and outcry of the people on his head.He felt all the hairs on his body rising, tingling with fear and excitement.Darkness is coming soon.

That rules out my twelve-inch wingspan, Benedik grumbled. I am going in by the back wall three shops down. Damonq’s heart clenched hard in his chest. He knew that entrance--or more precisely--exit. Darkness had used it after he had impregnated Elina. Be especially cautious. That leads directly into Darkness’s private lair. He moved into the pile of debris, floating in the steady breeze down through the crevice and into the hallway of the underground city. Rock and dirt covered the floor in great impassable mounds.