Dungeon Full Dive Novels & Stories

"Just focus on the dive." Callum's expression hardened. The mask of the arrogant prick slid back into place instantly. "Fine. Be a martyr. See if I care." The dive was a nightmare. We were tasked with scouting a submerged ventilation shaft in the lower levels to see if it could be used as an escape route. The water was a thick, opaque green, filled with floating debris and the lingering scent of chemicals. Usually, our synchronicity was our greatest strength. We moved as one, a single entity cutting through the water. But today, the rhythm was broken.

I shouldn't think about this right now. My attention goes back to the music as I let it sink in. I hear a deep masculine voice behind me. "Hello Angel, may I have this dance?" I look behind my gaze, falling on a 6 or 6'5ft angel. He's dressed in a clean, jet black suit, with green seductive eyes matching his green inner shirt. His hair is in a buzz cut style, full, noticeable eyebrows, long lashes, caramel skin tone, and a clean shave with a little mustache that makes you want to think about bed play.

“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.

Drevon POV Drevon staggered to his feet, his dark robes torn and singed by the clash of energy. The ground beneath him trembled as the golem reared back, preparing for another devastating strike. Its molten eyes blazed with fury, the raw power of the earth coursing through its massive form. Drevon’s mind raced, each passing moment reminding him of how far he had fallen since losing the stone.

After the door was locked, I bent down and pulled a box from underneath the bed. Inside the box was an old phone I had used when I was in middle school. I turned it on and was relieved to learn that it still worked, so I dialed a number. It was the phone number of my childhood friend, Richard Gibson. The call eventually connected, and I said, "Hello, Richard. Please come to my house and take me away." … In the early hours of the morning, the Townsend family's villa suddenly caught fire.

The passage from the Founders’ Vault twisted and turned, a labyrinth of rough-hewn stone and flickering torchlight. The air grew warmer, thicker, carrying the faint, metallic tang of ozone and something else—the primal scent of anticipation. Davina, with Baron Vance a silent, watchful presence behind her, emerged into a vast, subterranean cavern. This was the Arena of Valor. The cavern was immense, its ceiling lost in shadow, its floor a treacherous landscape of jagged rock formations, dense, artificial foliage, and a winding, dark river that snaked through the center.

Taking a deep breath, Draven stepped inside, the oppressive darkness swallowing him whole. The inside of Thana’s lair was a twisted labyrinth of tunnels and chambers, each one more disorienting than the last. The walls seemed to shift and move, leading those who ventured too far into endless loops of despair. But Draven knew the way—had memorized every turn, every hidden passage. He walked with purpose, his steps unfaltering as he descended deeper into the abyss.

She planned her jump and how she would take the shot after she had dived the other way as far as her strength could throw her. As she mentally counted three to dive on the count of three, she heard a shot and then more screams ahead of her. She cautiously lifted herself and peered at the roof where Timmy had mounted his rifle but didn’t see him there. She squinted her eyes and then saw people gathered at the frontage of the hotel.

Nirvana asked " I'm sure you'll like my surprise" Kono smiled " Come forward" Kono said and immediately Jasmine appeared holding a dagger She stared at the dagger and recognize it at once "The soul dagger?" She gasped and Kono laughed " I guess you remember it" Kono laughed evilly "I'm sorry Nirvana.. I can't allow you kill me" Jasmine said standing a distance away from Nirvana "Jasmine.. pls stop.. I won't kill you, you know how much I love you right? So put down the dagger and let's talk things out"

A Pleasant Meal spell: As The Volcano Rumbles So My Tummy Crumbles Something Pleasant To Eat To Get Back On Strength P. S: It Is IMPORTANT That You Keep Your Eyes Closed And Concentrate. I Have Simplified The Spells As Best I Can. The Clone Will Explain Things In My Stead. Good Luck. I read the letter with the amulet still in my hand wondering what kind of powers were in this thing, I suddenly got a feeling of dejavu, it all felt like something out of a Harry Potter series.