Dungeon Crawler Carl 2 Novels & Stories

she screamed, grabbing his hand on her waist. "You're such a pathetic queen, aren't you? You should just shut your mouth and bow before me. I thought you'd beg me to spare your lives..." Carl sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I'm tired of small talk," he said, drumming his fingers on the door in a rhythmic manner. He stepped away from the door as it swung open, and two of his men entered the room. One carried a tray of meager food, while the other held six bottles of water.

Slowly, he forced his head through the opening and saw the carpet below. Close . . . so close. Just a little more . . . Gritting his teeth, Carl wriggled forward. His shoulders pushed and stretched the gap until they popped free, dragging the rest of his squirming body out until he struck the floor. Carl crawled to the wall and pushed himself up to his feet. Bile rose in his throat again when he looked upon the trail of fluid leading from the human shape resting on the bed. Pale as the moon, it continued to leak like a squashed bug; it smelled even worse.

Ariel:- ….6 years later…. I was making breakfast in the kitchen when my 5 year old twins came running from the stairs shouting and squealing in happiness. It's their first day at kindergarten and they aren't even ready, yet. Like always they are fighting over silly things. "Mommy! Mommy! Carl is not giving me my doll. He is threatening to kill my dolly." My five-year daughter Caroline A.K.A Carol complained, tugging the hem of my shirt not knowing that the doll is a non-living thing and can't be killed. I glared at my son Carlos A.K.A Carl and in response, he just pouted, showing me his puppy dog eyes. Caroline is the miniature version of me except for her eyes, she has got green eyes just l

"Children, this is a war council. You shouldn't be here." "But we can help," Carl insisted stubbornly. "We have special powers. We can do things other wolves can't." "What kind of things?" Matthias asked, his tone caught between amusement and exasperation. The twins exchanged glances. That silent communication I had come to recognize so well. Then Carl pulled a small knife from his pocket. Before anyone could stop him, he drew the blade across his palm. "Carl!" I lunged forward, my heart seizing with panic. Blood welled from the cut. Bright red against his pale skin. The elders gasped in horror.

This flawed logic was what the TMC preyed on, men and women that were smart, but not smart enough to recognize their job for the trap it really was. "I see you've changed the computers out," Draco said. From behind the Punisher I could see him incline his head incline towards the tablet, blonde hair shifting to one side. Carl snapped out of his daze. I caught a flash of red hair as he walked. He was shorter than Draco, but not by much. "Figured they were due for an update," Carl responded. Draco marched up to one, outstretching a hand, but Carl laughed. "Don't bother," he responded.

Carl then looks around, and seeing as it was unusual for such a thing to happen, he orders the men to keep an eye out while he goes to check on the power, as it's needed for them to use the computer to check records. Carl heads straight to the power office, only to notice the door handle already broken. Seeing that, he quickly brings out his gun and slowly opens the door. He walked in, taking each step slowly, when suddenly a loud thud sounded from inside as he rushed, seeing a man jump out through the window. Carl rushed back out into the warehouse straight to meet Kelvin and informed him about the intruder he saw jumping out through the window. Kelvin brought out his gun also as they both

________________________________________ *CARL POV* Hi, I am Carl Davis, Lando's second in command. He’s like a brother to me, actually. He’s cold and arrogant, but he’s someone that you can trust and talk to. For years he has waited for his mate. Whenever he sees other wolves with their mates, he would get sad. Every day I prayed to the goddess that he would find his mate and be happy one day. It never once crossed my mind that she would be a vampire. When he fainted James called me to a corner and we chatted a bit. ________________________________________

All these problems and headache on Larry s shoulder just because of a young determined thief, Larry did not know that chasing Zeus will be like chasing the wind since the Serum was not in his possession anymore. Carl creeps back home through the back door, jumps in his room through the window and slowly closes the window. "Boooh!!!" he trips down and falls as his annoying little sister tries to scare him, she goes on laughing out loud while looking at him on the floor. "That's not funny Ana, you should stop doing that or else.." "Or else what huh?" she says before Carl could even finish his sentence.

💬 Stay Away from me; She types furious this time 💬I Never Stay Away from what's Mine She reads and threw her phone on her bed, ruffling her hair before pouting angrily Carl was in his room with his phone in his hand, watching her every reaction, He had come back after she fell asleep and Implanted a fly sized camera on the corner of the roof, He was a total psycho He chuckles darkly, he zoomed in on her face in the laptop and smirks before uttering "Mine" <<1PM≈ CG COMPANY>> Lucas Barged Into Carl's Office grinning, he walks to Carl who already knew he was in the office "Wanna go to that Coffee shop today? I heard they were doing a promo today?" Lucas asks and Carl looks at him "Yeah" He s

His eyes darted around the room rubbing his face in an effort to wipe off the non-existent sweat. “Everything that is said in this room stays in this room.” Jack reassured as Mira giggled seeing Carl like a fish out of water. “You …. You are my second master’s friends…I mean my previous second master.” Carl spoke after receiving Jack reassurance. He walked up to Matthew and caught his hands as he continued anxiously “Do you know where my second master is?” “Ugh….” Matthew’s eyes widened as he realized what Carl was asking. He looked at Harry for a split second before shaking his head with a sigh “No.”