Dungeon Predator Novels & Stories

Among those notification, there's one that repeatedly burden her head: [To be stronger comes with consequences and responsibilities! Are you ready for the ultimate journey?] That's after the quest successfully fulfill and the recommendation come quickly: [You are eligable to join a prestige tournament worldwide!] “I think I have to rest here for a moment?” Rojan pondered a bit, notice the surrounding, as the dungeon become lively and lights exploded without flickering to distinguish. Unlike to what he thought earlier, the dungeon will never going back to what it suppose to be. As the prisoner becomes the lights to protect rather than to punish living being! Not that it deserve to be a prison

Thankfully, this dhampir watcher did not seem hostile. Meeting a dhampir in this secret zone only proved that the game was designed to drop hints for players fully intent on climbing the dungeon seriously. The next stage was set in the maze-like labyrinth, and floor ten was a preview. Going by this logic, perhaps it would be better for the vanguard team to scout the twentieth floor and seek clues in the demon lord’s area to let them know what to expect in the jungle zone moving towards floor thirty. They must have missed something. “How long have you been a watcher of this labyrinth?” Zen finally relaxed enough to sit down at the same table as the dhampir watcher. The others made themselves

ly, and that underestimation cost them many life, the preys had shield made like wears, and were light in nature, they were made from the dragon, stone discovered a long time past, and it was kept in within the family of dogs, they had made a lot of iron tools with this stone and it remained, if the predators had worn one like it to the confrontation, things would have been different, though they were ready for a fight but the last try thought them a lesson that magics were not the greatest threat, the children of new world had developed a lot of weapons that if care was not taken, may wipe all animal race off surface of the earth, the meeting tool a long time before conclusion was reached,

She shouted, and they all cheered. "What's predator?" I asked, although no one but Kaden heard. "You pick a paper. Predator or prey then if you're a prey, you hide. When a predator finds a prey, they are to scratch them, and the prey with the most number of scratches gets hurt of course and has a penalty also." Kaden exclaimed and just then, a paper was thrust into my hands. And when I looked at it, in it were the bold letters, PREY. "Reveal your statuses." Maria bellowed and everyone showed what was written on their papers.

The wind rushed against my skin, carrying the sharp scent of fear and damp earth. And something else. Predator. I broke through the trees and spotted him, Elias. The young scout was trapped, his ankle twisted in a tangle of roots. Panic filled his eyes as he struggled to free himself, his breathing uneven. Behind him, something moved. Large. Silent. Watching. The predator stepped into the moonlight, its eyes glinting cold and calculating. It wasn’t like the wolves we trained against. It was bigger. Heavier. Its movements were slower but deliberately dangerous in a way that made my instincts flare violently.

Silence stretched in the room, deep and suffocating. "You're a predator, Matt," Daxon said quietly. He walked over and shoved a glass of bourbon into my hand. "Predators like the hunt. It doesn't make you evil. It makes you effective." "It makes me a monster," I corrected, staring at the amber liquid shaking in the glass. "Did you see the Pack? They looked at me like I was the devil." "They looked at you like you were dangerous," Daxon said fiercely. "And you are. That's why we're going to win."

I whispered, the name tasting like cold iron. From the black-emerald light of the Ziggurat, a hundred figures stepped out—not shifters, and not machines, but Primordial Predators of the Zero Cycle, their fur a thick, violet-black stardust, their eyes glowing with the carnal, prehistoric hunger of the ones who first broke the world. "Welcome to the End of the Food Chain, Darlene," the Leader of the First Pack growled, his voice a perfect mirror of Eryx’s own primal instincts. "It’s time to find out if the 'Queen' can survive the Wolves who made the King."

Was I seriously disappointed that a monster hadn't slaughtered my ex-fiancé and escaped? I push away from the ledge, disgusted with myself. “I'm heading out.” “Where—oh, I forgot. You’re still on night duty.” She looks at me. “Want me to keep you company?” I shake my head, already reaching the doorway. I trace the scar again. “No need,” I say, looking back at her. “Only one of us should suffer tonight. See you tomorrow.” An hour later, I enter the prison blocks. The air down here is always stale and freezing, and combined with the suffocating silence, it is the perfect place to hide the Guild's darkest secret: the vampires they keep alive for interrogation and blood-harvesting.

The minions and servants huh? David hears the super reptiles growl. They saw him as prey, something to rip apart and devour. David closes his eyes for a bit. He imagines the Draco then he opens his eyes again. He sees the other super reptiles and how small they are compared to the Draco. David takes out his steel spear, the Draco Slayer, and his steel dagger. He brandishes the two of them. None of you are my hunters.

She was looking at him and his wolf was roaring inside him at the touch. ‘Take her,’ ‘Claim her,’ ’Make her ours,′ it purred before Adam was reigning the control that was being torn apart inside him, even when his facial expression said nothing. “Thank you,” Diana said softly as if she was afraid to say it out loud as they were in the cave. The echo can be noisy and attract another predator inside their cave. Not on my watch, Arthur made a snarl inside his head before he was blinking his eyes as he was looking at Diana.