Dungeon Dives Novels & Stories

“He doesn’t look Italian at all.” They were silent on the ride to the old grain elevator, only slightly grunting to each other as they hid their bikes and negotiated the treacherous way up the fallen stairs and into the midget room. Michael had come prepared with everything needed. Candles were lit. Dark Dungeons was laid out. The pair took one long look at each other before beginning. A new horizon was before the friends. They started a solo adventure. One where Crixen Runeburner ventured alone into the depths of a tomb brimming with horrors.

However, something about it smelled fishy to me. Curiosity got the better of me, and I began investigating on my own. As it turned out, Devin had been living a pretty interesting life during his time abroad. He had been married and divorced twice, getting massive amounts of settlement at each divorce. He then returned home and used the money to pay for his dad's sentence reduction. Yet, in Stacy's eyes, Devin suffered a lot abroad, but he was still a very filial son who tried to save his father as soon as he returned home.

It was like my voice disappeared all of a sudden. Just then, Michael got down on his knees, wrapping his hands around my neck. I couldn't move, no matter how hard I tried. The rain had poured so hard, it was starting to flood. The water rose rapidly. As Michael squeezed my neck, I stayed still, unable to save myself. My vision darkened as life slowly seeped out of me. Susan stood there, hands on her waist, looking proud and happy. Soon enough, I was underwater and barely alive, when Michael was ripped off of me in a split second. Susan ran off, and I could move my body again.

That’s an ideal setting to start executing my plan. I spent the rest of the workday registering two new clients: Client One: A woman who caught her husband cheating in their matrimonial bed with a woman he had introduced as his "cousin" two months ago. Client Two: A man whose business flight was canceled, only for him to return home early and catch his wife with another man. Both wanted a divorce—the woman seeking full custody of her five-year-old daughter and the man determined to make sure his cheating wife left without a single asset.

Her mind kept drifting back to Rick's words, to the way he'd kissed her in the elevator, to the promise in his voice when he'd said he'd find her later. Where was he anyway? She'd been scanning the group since they started the tour, but he was nowhere to be seen. "The caves connect to several underwater grottos," Dante continued, leading them deeper into the system. "We actually have professional diving equipment available for those brave enough to explore the underwater passages." "How deep do they go?" Someone asked. "The deepest we've mapped is about sixty feet," Dante replied. "But there are chambers we haven't fully explored yet." As they moved through the caves, Valerie noticed Dante k

"Hello, is anyone there?" called Amora to anyone who heard her call to the temple, but there was not a single answer to her. Amora started to lift her fire torch into the air in the temple and how surprised she was because there were so many colorful diamonds stuck to the temple. Amora was fascinated by the beauty of the diamond. Surprisingly, there is ancient music that is very comfortable to hear in the temple. Amora did not know where the music came from. However, even though she was fascinated by the ancient music that was accompanied by the colorful diamonds, Amora still had to be careful, Amora thought this place could be a trap from Chimera.

At least with Amaris, he can hide me using his magic. We rode to his giant crow to reach Kuu's cave. The morning view of the ocean was more spectacular than at night. The dark ocean glimmers with the morning sun. I could see groups of dolphins playfully jumping out the water. I wonder if they have mermaids here too. I wanna ask Amaris but he seemed so serious ever since we left his cabin. He appears to be in deep thoughts and I guess it's all about his weird memories. I'll just ask him sometime when I get the chance. But I doubt it. Probably everything will change once we figure out what is really written in that journal.

All these people scurrying around to their own destination made the journey to room 3254 quite the battle to get through the halls. Now infront of me stood a white door, equipped with a silver handle. I didn't even realise it, but my hands are quite clammy with my heart racing against time. I suck in one of the deepest breaths I've ever inhaled and just as the door pops open, the cry of a baby triumphs. "It's a baby girl."

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.

What if I get pregnant? I pick my clothes quickly, piece by piece, from the corners of the tiled floor where they've been tossed carelessly. Next, I grab my flats, wriggle my feet in as I make my way to the exit. Just as I reach for its handle, the bathroom door clicks open. I freeze at the sight of his towering figure as he struts out, his dark hair dripping wet. I watch as the water trails its way, guiding my eyes to his broad chest, the hair on it glittering.