Dungeon Crawler Carl Novels & Stories

Now, it was only a matter of time. Far from the pack, in the darkened halls of his own territory, Carl sat in his dark room, his eyes burning with frustration. Since his defeat at Damien’s hands, he had been nursing his wounds, both physical and prideful. He had underestimated Damien’s strength, but now… now he had a chance to strike back. His phone buzzed on the desk in front of him, pulling him from his dark thoughts. Carl glanced down, and as he read the message, his lips curled into a cruel smile.

He couldn’t help but be awed by the different antiques he saw. “Once we get you treated, I can show you around. But first, let’s take care of your wound.” “Yes, sir.” Carl sighed, and he knew this man was still guarded against him. “Right, what’s your name?” “I’m Ethan Castro, sir.” “Call me Carl. And to remind you, I hate being called sir.” Carl then hopped into his Ferrari parked in front of the museum. Ethan followed him as he kept a cloth in his wound. “So tell me, Ethan, why were you in the King’s Game?”

That stopped me for a minute. I looked back at my mother and she smiled. “Carl here, is what you would call a nomad. He was a part of my father’s pack, but trailed with me to your fathers, and then to here. He refused to swear fealty to Vince. So he stays off pack lands. He set up shop here, and since he is one of the few warriors skilled enough to make descenting spray, Vince tolerates him.” My mother went over to Carl and kissed his cheek.

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.

Carl went to the Night Crawlers to handle some things before going back to the mansion. In front of the bedroom, Carl paused. He figured Violet must be asleep, so if he went in now he would disturb her. He tightened his hands and went to the study to see Reed. Reed stood in front of Carl and felt as though Carl wasn't in a good mood today. "Did you notice anything in the dungeon?" Carl asked. Reed answered, "No." Carl frowned and repeated, "No?" Reed nodded. "Nope. Just like you ordered, I rushed there, but didn't notice anything weird."

The stunt June and I pulled through earlier must have damaged the core engine inside my left airkicks. —uh-oh! Looks like Hale is now out of airkicks! The Rearguard is in trouble and the Golden Crows are down one player! I tried to regain my balance while in the air, which is really difficult considering only one of my airkicks is stable and the other pair is badly damaged. Still, I tried my best to get as close as possible to the action. I'm not about to sit out this one important game of my life. —and she recovers! Hale makes a desperate race to the action with her remaining airkicks power—

I moved quickly and got right back on my feet and took a defensive stance. He threw three punches and I blocked with ease. Before he could turn or react, I striked back, punching his face. “ Easy there tiger. You don’t want me to look ugly for my fans at the ball”. A sneer plasters on his face making me roll my eyes. Carl is the gamma’s son and Darren’s gamma when my father decides to step down from his position. Carl is a down to earth kind of guy. He is about 6’3 tall, very muscular with a playboy grin always plastered on his ugly handsome face.

But she can’t see me because this dungeon was well protected from every kind of witchcraft. This dungeon was protected by the core element that all the dark witches wanted badly. “Alpha.” Carl called me softly. "Did you bring what I asked?" I asked him coldly. "Yes, Alpha." he answered in a low voice. I took a deep breath and kicked the door of the cellar. It was made up of silver. So, I couldn't touch it. The door rattled a few times before it opened, hitting the wall with a bang in the end. I entered the cellar with Carl and a warrior behind me.

he comands his pack and they all run towards Jennifer to attack her, Carl and Amanda use this opportunity to make a run, they run to the edge of the mountain and they sport the vehicles downhill, Carl rolls down the heal living Amanda confused and quickly gets to the armoured vehicle. "Here buddy, kick it open" Andrew says as he transforms, carl hits the door with some log and andrew bursts it open from inside and falls out free as a bird, he roars out loudly and climbs up the mountain.

Malakai said and he was already standing, grabbing his gun from his first drawer and walking over to Eden holding his hand out. "I already have someone in mind. If you'd like to accompany me...?" Malakai said with a smirk and Eden smiled back, placing her hand on Kai's outstretched one. "I'd love to." They exited the building together and walked side by side to Malakai's car that was parked in an underground parking garage that Eden didn't even know existed. "Has this been here the entire time?" Kai laughed a little at the clueless face of the blond and went to open the door for her.