Dungeon Dives Novels & Stories

She said as she looked at the river which looked still then she prepared herself to jump down from the bridge. "Please let this work." She said a silent prayer before jumping into the river. Prince Helios, the Fourth prince momentarily froze when he saw May jump into the river. He had come to Love bridge to enjoy the beautiful night scenery and also reminisce the lovely memories he had shared in the bridge only for him to see Audree there at the bridge. He watched her danced happily as she got to the bridge that he wondered why she was here only for him to witness her jump into the river. Was she. . . Was she trying to drown herself? Why would she do that? He ran towards the edge of the brid

Kyle’s fingers flew over his flickering console, rerouting power from submerged systems. “You’ve got one access point... but it’s below the docking platform.” The Descent into Darkness The steel walkway trembled beneath us as explosions erupted from the damaged reactors, flooding the lower decks. “We dive,” Damien growled, grabbing an emergency breather pack from the cargo rack. Without waiting, he pulled me close, his dark gaze steady, unyielding. “Stay with me.” We plunged into the flooded lower level, vanishing beneath the freezing ocean depths. Beneath the Waves

Outside, the world was a nightmare of obsidian water and violet fire. Kazimir stepped onto the Dorsal Hull (the top surface of the submarine). Above him, seven miles of water pressed down with enough force to turn a tank into a pancake. His boots, equipped with Electromagnetic Soles (magnets used to lock a diver to a metal surface), clanked against the titanium skin of the Sparrow. The Divergent (the corrupted, zombie-like Architect) was waiting.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

Richard checked his watch, “In five minutes we have an appointment.” “Here?” I must have been wide eyed because he laughed. “In the catacombs.” My heart raced. Watching the titillating display, I said, “I’m nervous.” Indeed, it was like standing on the edge of the cliff at Red Rocks Park in Vermont. It had been my first tombstoning dive, and the cliff was seventy-five feet high. Spectators lined the rocks on the cliffs, waiting for the next spectacle. When I dove, I hit bottom and broke a finger. I haven’t been back there, and I never, never dove for an audience again.

‘Why… how…’ Their eyes met. All that Allan can feel is how his energy is draining. Thunder can be heard outside as the sky looks as if it were blinking. In no time, the dungeon collapsed. Or should it really be stated as that? It feels like the best way to describe it is that the dungeon rose up in the sky. The moon was hiding behind the shade of clouds. And there, the King of Voneveir saw the people he was looking for. Appearing before his eyes. “We meet again, your majesty.” “C- clad…”

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

My mom would have tripped if she ever found out I have one. I began to slowly move up and down. It felt so good. I slowly picked up my pace and moved up and down on it, my fingers working on my clit at the same time. I could feel it coming. The pressure in my stomach, mimicking the satisfactory sensation between my legs. It was so good, so much fucking needed- good. My hand working wonders on my clit, soaking my duvet underneath as I bopped up and down on my dildo. "Oh such. Yes, oh God yes. That feels so damn good."

Sometimes it went on through his entire shift. The Dungeon on Level 85 was often the last place a colleague could be traced before being outsourced. Dink had no desire to be outsourced. Dink closed his eyes and deliberated whether to forward the information to Shroud or wait for more supporting information to show up. It wasn’t a good idea to bother Shroud with trivia, if he was in a bad mood. He might have a coke hangover. He could be ferocious then. Everybody got fucked up in Deep 6. It was the only way to survive in this bleak hellhole.

“Excuse me, Ma'am, can I have the liberty to ask why you are doubting about Mr. Lee's life?” The Governess gave Dr. Ymir a look, but the latter didn't back down and stared back in open manner. It lasted for several seconds until the Governess herself looked away. “A huge fluctuations of strange energy occured in J City. According to my men, it came from large numbers of undead in one group. I don't know what's happening, but this fluctuations happened in the same time, same place. As if they're having a concert or something.” Dr. Ymir quickly understood why the Governess asked about Dior Lee. She's suspecting that either Dior Lee is dead and another monarch has emerged, or Dior Lee is the on