Dungeon Core Books Novels & Stories

"You've fulfilled your end of the bargain. Now we fulfill ours." Triarch Vex produces a leather-bound tome from beneath his robes—ancient, the pages yellowed with age, the cover etched with symbols that hurt to look at directly. "This," he says, "is the Chronicle of the Deep. It contains everything we know about the Core Sea and those who've attempted to reach its depths. Most importantly, it contains the ritual words necessary to approach Arkenox without being unmade." Kael takes the book reverently. "How many have succeeded?"

A shiver coursed through Luke. Kael, still holding Luke close, leaned down, his lips brushing Luke’s earlobe. “Such a beautiful body. We’ve missed it.” His voice was a low growl, sending tremors down Luke’s spine. Damon stepped forward, his powerful hands reaching for Luke’s belt. The buckle clicked open, a sound that echoed like a final surrender. Luke’s trousers, then his underwear, were deftly removed, leaving him completely naked. He stood before them, vulnerable, exposed, his body flushed with a mixture of fear and burgeoning desire.

A stale rush of air hissed out, thick with the copper tang of blood. My lips curved. I knew Dominic’s stench anywhere. Stairs spiraled downward into blackness. I descended slowly, hand grazing the damp stone wall, every step echoing like a drumbeat in my chest. The deeper I went, the more the air grew heavy—thick with something more than rot. Power. Old, foul, crawling along my skin like a thousand unseen claws. At the bottom, the corridor opened into a chamber lined with shelves. Not filled with weapons or supplies but with books. Dozens of them. Leather-bound, worn, stained in places that I didn’t want to identify.

"Oh my God, where should I start?" 'Mine is happy,' Ash whispered, and Duncan’s lips twitched slightly—barely. "Come with me," Duncan gestured, leading her further inside. "Oh my! Is that what I think it is?" Arianna gasped at the sight of a dark green leather-bound book—one she would recognize anywhere. "You know it?" Duncan arched a brow. "Yes, of course!" She tried to reach for it, but she wasn’t tall enough, so Duncan helped her. "Thanks," she smiled at him, then looked down at the book. "The Ballads of the Ancients."

where some of the replies that floated around With a couple of breaths, I went to the wall and after moving a loose stone, the security pad came up. I punched in the code and stepped back for the doors to unfold. I stood back with the rest and I and Kiara watched as their jaws dropped before they started gushing with excitement. The looks on their faces where refreshing. We stepped aside for them to rush inside but before they could touch anything I spoke up. “Okay so don’t touch anything yet. In here are Five Thousand Pieces of Silver Daggers, Two Hundred High-Tech Bows; Extremely flexible, unbreakable and foldable to a portable pocket size, Four Thousand Silver Arrows,

“But if things get worse…” “It it,” he cut in gently. "I won't let it." I nodded and let it go—for now. “We should go see the oracle,” he added. I nodded, and we left together. When we arrived, the door was already slightly open, as if she had been expecting us. Inside, the room had completely transformed. There were Books everywhere. So many books. Old, worn, ancient-looking texts were spread across tables, stacked in corners, some even open with markings and notes beside them.

it might be that 1-2 months before the real battle, who nows when they change their mind so, he should capture it. he has his smartphone, and he can gather any useful information, from it, he couldn't get any information about jewellery but he finds out full information about the dungeon. The dungeon itself carries many secrewhareseis still unknown, many dangerous beasts live there, who are like to eat human flesh, many bloods lusty monster live there, it's not going to be easy journey, there are many screat lies there who know what they face in future, since there future a insertion and what done is done, but some herbs help to heal and some of them give super power, and some of them are al

While walking she told me, “I heard you ask Vandross why your book is called relic right? “Your book is possessed by our Ancestors and passed by or sometimes stolen. Relics in Zennery are not just books. There are many kinds of Relics. The Battle Relics which consist of swords, armor and shield. The Enchantment Relics the same as your book where spells are written and the Special Relics this was said to be unknown. I wonder were you get that notebook.” “I really don’t know but all I know is that this notebook was with me the moment I was born.” Miss Minerva was still curious about me and asked what is the name of the book. and I told her it was “Demonic Relic” the moment I told her the name

There was another one that gave the formulas of all the level 1 magic pills and there were 20 of them, and finally she found one about the 8 flames and what a mage could expect to accomplish when he possessed one of these flames. When she told Steven, who had gallantly taken the books from her to carry them, that she was done, he then asked her if she didn't mind if they went to see for him as well and Cassy, ​​who was curious by nature, smiled and told him that there was no problem. When they arrived at a section reserved for warriors she saw him go straight to the back and she realized that where he had stopped all the books were sealed and could not be opened. Suddenly she saw him grimace

She slumped with the impact. She was losing consciousness as the gun was being pulled out of her hands. Someone snorted. “We hit the jackpot. The bitch is here in a sexy avatar. Let’s show her where she belongs.” Men guffawed. No… no… no… this can’t be! Please don’t let me faint God! Not now, please… she fell into darkness and oblivion. A/N Thank you everyone who has decided to read this book. Follow my I*G* to get updates on latest books and inspirations. Remember to leave comments. Happy reading. XX KK