Delicious In Dungeon X Reader Novels & Stories

Arystyn opened her eyes to the smell of a sickening stench like she hadn’t smelled before. It smelled of rotten flesh. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. She could see that she was in a cage and shackled to a wall. She was so weak! She need to feed. As she looked around she could see the dead bodies around her and in another cage she saw Alex. “Alex,” she whispered “Alex!” Alex slowly opened his eyes. “Arystyn are you ok?” Yes she replied but I need to feed ,Arystyn answered. “What is this place?” Arystyn questioned Alex. “It”s the dungeon”,he replied. This is where they keep their prisoners to torture them before they kill them he said flatly.

“I, Emma Greenfield, accept the rejection from Axel White, alpha of Venom pack.” Immediately, the immense pain returned. However, it was not as intense as before. This one had a slow, steady built. Slowly by slowly, the ache in her heart grew stronger. Emma lay on the ground and thrashed about. She knelt down and started hitting her head on the metal bars, preferring the physical pain over the psychological one. That one hurt more. She continued hitting her head until she couldn’t do it anymore. She let herself fall on the floor. A few minutes later, a three women walked into the dungeon. Two of them were carrying plates with steaming food on trays. The third one was carrying only one plate.

The bite marks on her skin ooze with blood when I pick her up, leaking on the stone as I take her up the stairs. "Kyle, get to the dungeons. Antonio's dead," I say through our mind link. Just as I pass the kitchen with Daliah in my arms, continuing to drip blood through the hallways, he bursts out the door. Clearly, I had caught him in the middle of his dinner.

Later that day, Noni stirred first in the dungeon heap. Blinking his sticky eyes open. Cum crust on his chest. Damien woke next, groaning as he shifted, his ass sore. Delilah yawned, tits heaving, pussy lips puffy. They untangled slow, naked bodies sliding apart. As they all walked out rubbing their eyes, cocks and tits swinging free. Once the kitchen hit them, the smell of cold pasta and chicken mixed with fresh cum stink.

Chapter 10- Alicia The whole dungeon shook harshly and the falling debris was all over the place. Alicia's face is now clear. The bastard Dilon who stopped from chanting spells was on the ground vomiting blood from the attack. "I never thought that a dog was hiding in this kind of place. You really hid yourself well, Dilon the dog magician." The cold voice of a man reached Elise. The prison is now open and half of the dungeon is destroyed but the place is still deserted. Elise can't move from her place because her body is frail.

Meanwhile… Deep in the Dungeons Two days of unrelenting torment had passed, and Lila was barely recognizable. Her once-pristine hair now hung in tangled, blood-caked knots. Her limbs trembled from open wounds. The dungeon reeked of rot, silver, and defeat. Liam’s torture had been ruthless, methodical—and most of all, personal. But today, another figure descended into the darkness. Damian. And beside him, despite his earlier reluctance, was Ella.

Chapter Eight Zara’s POV “Hey wake up and have something to eat” My eyes immediately opened when I heard the dungeon open and an elderly looking woman came in with a large stainless steel tray filled with food. I am so hungry that I smelled the scent of the food even before she came into the dungeon. I and the other ladies also stood up as we all rushed to grab a plate. I thought the plate would contain some rotten or ugly looking food but the food on the plate looked delicious. There was even chicken and plantains with side soup.

Elara echoed every step she took down the cold, dark stairs of the Foretsheart pack's dungeon. As Elara enters the dungeon, she feels the warmth of the outside world swiftly dissipate. Cold wraps around her arms and legs as she navigates through the rows of empty cells. "She's still at the far end," Damian replies, holding the oil lamp they always use for their excursions into this place. "You can leave me here. I don't want you to see my ugly side," Elara retorts to Damian, a grin spreading across his face. What side of Elara hasn't he seen yet? Just the thought of her Luna's badass side gets him excited.

“Who the fuck dared touch her?” “We caught the woman,” Xander answered, his voice steady, though I could hear the ice beneath. “She’s in the dungeon. She won't speak.” “Whoever she is, whatever she is, I’ll tear her apart myself. I’ll make her regret the moment she ever drew breath.” “Dante—”