Dungeon Books Novels & Stories

That was strange and spooky. Who left this note? But something pushed me to that direction as I found my nosy side surfacing. I made my way to the library. It was so huge. I didn't know there was a library here. What else was in this house, a dungeon?. I almost laughed at my stupidity. Why would a CEO have a dungeon? A library, Yes. A dungeon, No. Stupid stupid Victoria. My fingertips swiped the spine of the books lined up neatly. Mr Rossi had a lot of books. Most of these books were classics, I took note of that.

He clicked on it, and the whole room booted back to life. Rows of books looked back at Sam. He sighed as he stared at the bookshelves. There was only one way to do this so that he won’t spend the whole day in here. He had to look under the tag, ‘absurd monsters’, and grab all the books on the trees. It would only make sense like that. He walked over to the other side labeled, ‘supernatural;’ and grabbed the books he saw. This whole place was starting to look like a maze.

With a total of 100 mage coins at hand, Audrey started on her shopping spree. She and Niccoli visited different emporiums. 'Magus Athenaeum' was written majestically at the entrance of the first shop that they visited. As a new student, obviously they have to buy the book for their studies. So it is normal that their first stop will be a book store. There are a total of six books listed on the paper given to them and they look around the library for these specific books. Meanwhile, the library was divided into different sections and they were neatly separated by subject. The bookshelves for Herbology and Beasticology for the study of mystical plants and magical beast respectively were placed

With some effort, I managed to push it open, revealing an enormous underground chamber. My breath caught in my throat. The chamber was filled with rows upon rows of old books and scrolls—an ancient library dedicated to werewolf lore and magic. The walls were lined with shelves crammed with forgotten knowledge, and in the center of the room stood a large, intricately carved table covered in tomes and manuscripts. I approached the table, my eyes scanning the titles. Many of the books were written in old, nearly forgotten languages, but one tome caught my attention. It was bound in dark leather, the title barely legible: "The Lament of the Moon."

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.

Yep, I was whipped. The nerve tickling butterflies set sail in my stomach, stiring me up. My eyes landed on the book he was writing in last night and I let my curiosity take over. Bending to pick the book it slipped out of my hands, a little unprepared for the weight. Reaching down for it I caught sight of something in the corner. Pulling it out it was two books stacked over each other. They had the same seal as the many other books I kept finding around the castle. A crease formed between my brows in confusion. Running my hands over the foreign material that hugged the book covers tightly I traced the indent on the book in fascination. Why is this in Darius' chambers? I really wanted to inv

Alex opened the book Damian had given him in his library. It looked very old and dusty. Alex felt something strange about the book, as if it was calling him to read it. On the first page of the book was written in big letters: "Traces of what once was... Clan Echelon: Past, Duty and Destruction".

’ I nodded to myself, running my fingers across the spines of books, some cracked and worn, others bound in strange leathers that smelled faintly of ash and herbs. The air thrummed, like the heartbeat of something alive, waiting... My eyes scanned every title until a corner shelf drew my attention. Hidden behind piles of dust and forgotten tomes were a few books. I went there, well, my curiosity pulled me there. As soon as I touched it, dust flew all over. I coughed, covering my face. Then again, I went forward. They're books related to kingdoms. Some plants, but then, at the end row of the shelf, I saw a book. It's leather cracked, its cover almost entirely obscured.

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

I didn't want to have breakfast for fear of running into Darick. The door creaked as I turned the knob and entered the library. Dust particles still floated in the air, and I could barely see with the dimly lit chancellors. I walked down the aisles, holding my nose as the smell of musk filled my nostrils. I skimmed my fingers over the hardback books. Hmm, ‘Chronicles of the Blood Brothers.’ No, I don't want to read about the Blood Brothers' history. What's this? ‘Understanding your Supernatural Abilities.’