Delicious In Dungeon Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

They were both heartless and ruthless and she never wanted to set eyes on them ever again if that was possible. She slowly pulled herself up and paced about in the dungeon as her stomach started rumbling. She groaned and clutched her stomach as she remembered her experience with the dungeon food during her last visit. She doubled over with her other hand over her mouth as nausea washed over her. She ran over to the eastern part of the dungeon where she bent over and threw up whatever that was left in her rumbling stomach.

He’s going to go to the dungeon and rip all fo the rouges and especially Roy limb from limb. I snarl at my best friend, but leave him where he stands, since he’s not in my way. My beast tears through the packhouse at inhuman speeds to get to the dungeon. There isn’t much that I remember once I get there. Just a lot of screaming from pain and terror. The scent and feel of blood in my nose and on my fur. That is, until I scent her. That beautiful vanilla scent that’s under the rogue scent that I’ve already come to love.

______ Alex POV The dungeon reeked of rot. My body ached from lying on the stone floor, my stomach clenched with hunger, and my throat was so parched that swallowing felt like sandpaper. The chains around my wrists had left raw marks on my skin, but I kept silent. Wasting energy on complaints wasn’t an option—I needed to survive, even in this hellhole. The guards’ boots echoed down the hallway. My head tilted back against the wall, but I didn’t move otherwise. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me flinch.

I said, getting up to collect the empty cup of noodles and bringing them to the trash can. Oswin Alvingham. Welcome to chapter one of 'How To Take Revenge on the Elf King 101', written by Elena Dixons, I thought to myself and allowed a full smirk to form now that my back was turned to him. . . .

Chapter 34 Vanessa POV The dungeon was too quiet. Silence pressed in from every side, heavy and suffocating, broken only by the occasional drip of water down the moldy stone. My thoughts screamed loud enough to fill the space, but my throat was raw, my voice already wasted from shouting into emptiness. When the iron door at the far end groaned open, my head jerked up. Hope surged, wild and desperate, only to collapse into bitter ash when I saw who stepped inside. It was Daniel.

NOTE FROM RARE once again guys, I am having problems with the network so I am uploaded an unfinished chapter. I will try to see if I can proof-read it here and re upload it again. Now this one has a lot of errors since I just typed it and uploaded without checking it.. bear with me for some time please. Love… ~~~ DUNCAN POV There was no place in the world I would rather be in than the dungeon. Especially on January 1st.

Gio spat with venom. She left with the basket digging into her arms and their laughter chasing her out the door. *** The stairwell to the dungeons dropped so steep and so long that the kitchen's warmth died out after the first ten steps. Torches lined the walls in uneven intervals, throwing more shadow than light. She kept her spine straight and her steps even. Her pulse climbed with every level she descended. Yet, she promised herself she would not let anyone down here see her flinch. The smell hit first, damp stone and old blood and something sourer underneath.

He was acting on Ivanka’s orders— I was sure of this The food which he had splattered on the ground was from the Hencher mistress and I had tried to reach it several times but Taka had poured it too far away. I sighed now. And I wiped off the sweat that had stained and was still staining my face. The Dungeons is a very hot place. I continued sitting in the silence and my gloominess and I had my eyes closed until I heard footsteps approaching. I sat up weakly and looked towards the passageway where the lamp light luminescence was creeping closer. I looked with dread in my throat because I knew it was time for the deadly circle to repeat itself.

CHAPTER 10 Tahira's Pov The look on his face was priceless and I felt elated. Being under my mercy looks so fucking good that I grinned remembering what I encountered. The dungeon was the most terrifying place I've ever set my eyes on. Wild creatures hovered around me and were ready to devour me, each step I took was a sharp piercing slice to my skin. It was dark and slippery but I needed to fight this. It might seem impossible but Aiden and the whole Seven Pack would never respect me if I didn't make it.

She took my hand and squeezed it. “Do you know you won’t get to taste other dishes once you settle for one?” I stopped walking in the hotel lobby. I didn’t understand what she meant. “What dishes?” She rolled her eyes. “Martha, this is what girls do before they get married. Don’t be so conservative and innocent. Let’s go.” She pulled me towards the counter. I had no choice but to follow Angeli. The staff gave us a card, and then we got into the elevator.