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I scurried around the girls seated, looking for Hazel. I sighed after seeing her, knowing she was alright. "Good morning girls!" The Knight, Linda, walked briskly into the room and spoke. "Normally, it's always a systemic survival challenge to get food. But to welcome you, we've specially prepared this buffet," She motioned to the stationed exquisite dishes placed before us. "So, eat to your heart's content, cause today might be the last you enjoy," she added with a cackle. "Strong, smart, tactful, desirability. The one who is destined to be a mate for the beast, has to contain in her those virtuous qualities. If lucky, we'll have a queen in this batch,"

The smell of the dungeon was thick and suffocating filled with the stench of damp stone, old blood, and decaying bodies. It was a place of death. Yet, cutting through that horror was a scent so sweet and alluring it made my head spin. It was her. Even in this hellhole, she smelled like sunshine and wildflowers. ​I walked deeper into the shadows and found her. She was curled up in the corner, looking so small and fragile against the cold stone floor. Her face was puffy, her eyes swollen from hours of crying in the dark. A sharp, stinging pain flared in my chest.

Byeol was proud to hear that her analysis from before was correct, but such a grave error concerned her. "Before this dungeon drags another innocent person inside, someone must quickly conquer it. If you have permission to enter this place, I take it your goal is to beat the dungeon of Ichpochtli, correct?" Byeol questioned the girl who gripped the edges of her shirt and eagerly nodded her head. "I must beat this dungeon and acquire Ichpochtli as my Mystical!" The girl looked directly ahead, and they all saw how her eyes shone with determination. "If you don't mind us asking, why are you so determined to acquire Ichpochtli as your Mystical?" Luna asked the girl, who reverted to her shy demea

I was keyed up enough that I didn’t think I could sleep, but the comforting presence of my mates lulled me into a deeper sleep than I would have thought. ***** Dalia’s POV The darkness in the dungeon was completely overwhelming. Without my wolf I could barely make out anything. I hated it with a passion. Hated Drake, hated Viola. I was seething, and to top it off, I was sure that I heard Avery down here with Drake and Viola speaking with Alpha Brandon. I couldn’t be sure how long I had been in this disgusting dungeon, time felt irrelevant. ‘THUD’ Something, or someone fell loudly in the dungeon. I got up and went to the bars hoping to see something, there was a faint green light coming towar

My beloved is being sentenced to thirty days in the dungeon. I begged for her not to interrupt and anger the members of The Council. She is by far the most stubborn woman that I have ever known in both my mortal and immortal life. She does not fully grasp the severity of her situation; the dungeon is not a prison cell that these humans use to keep the bad apples of their society. It is, in fact, a very real dark hole in a castle in a secret location in Europe.

"They were aggressive, Sir. Celine Dassens tried seducing us for numerous times out of desperation. We already sent them their dinner for tonight." "I see. Let me in." He bowed to me before pushing the doors open. I went inside. The torches and the lamps on the walls are the ones that makes the hallway bright. Most of the cellars are empty. Not until I turned left. Her friends are inside each cellar. Sleeping peacefully, smacking the mosquitos that sucks their blood. Finally, I reached the next chamber of this dungeon. The guards opened it for me. I went inside. The one who's looking after her bowed to me and stepped back. I faced her.

Being the Luna of Blood Moon was not half as demanding as this since Blood Moon was smaller. I changed my shoes and followed Dahlia to the dungeons where I ran into a shocking scene involving Irene.

“You are being too hard on her Lelyah, maybe she just got scared after seeing Mother Eva’s angry face.” As always, Lelyah pretended no to hear my joke and rushed towards the entrance, where the Mage was already holding door open for us. “Come on inside, I am hungry.” An abundance of fruits, roasted vegetables, salads and soup covered the table, yet none of them caught my attention. It should have been obvious, but I overlooked it out of surprise this whole time. The elf sitting at the center of the table had her red long hair tied on the side with a violet ribbon, a beautiful silver flower adorned her left shoulder and I could see colorful patterns she probably sew herself all around her whi

That meant she must be an elite fighter. However, up until that point, she made no move to seduce Dorian despite her shapely body and attractive allure. None of her words, techniques, or aura indicated this. This was nothing like a succubus. Yuria was more like a female warrior who had experienced hundreds of fights. Her elegance was more similar to a leopard. "My name is Dorian Weaver. Pleased to meet you." Dorian gave her a salute with a grim look on his face.

ADELE’s POV. I don’t know for how long I have been in this dungeon because it is completely sealed off from the outside world. I have a feeling that this is the dungeon meant for murderers and the high criminals of Drakesworth. Keeping me here meant one thing, she is going all out. She wants to show me that she is the queen and I can not run from her even if I want to. My thoughts are interrupted when the dungeon door opens up and I look up to see her, a sleazy smile lingering on her face.