Dungeon Seeker Novels & Stories

“Zha’mar isn’t just ruins.” Rayden turned, waiting. “That place is known as the ‘Graveyard of Seekers,’” Orion continued, his eyes holding echoes of dangerous ancient tales. “Many enter, few return.” Rayden nodded, then left the frozen peaks behind, stepping into the vast stretch of the Echoing Sand Desert. The cold mountain winds slowly shifted into scorching waves of heat, like the breath of a giant beast. The world around him changed from a pure palette of white and blue to an endless sea of gold.

Curious, I asked the others, "Why is her dungeon open 24/7 anyway?" The siren, holding onto her one surviving bag of spicy human jerky, explained while hissing from the heat. "She's waiting for someone." "Who?" "The previous boss of her dungeon, the only SSSSS-rank boss in the entire game." The crow flapped its wings excitedly. "I know, I know! I was lucky enough to meet her once when I was young. She gave me a bottle of super glue. Ever since then, my eyeballs don't fall out nearly as much!

She was alive. I moved out of the pack to see if I could pick out the scent. The rain poured heavily over the abandoned warehouse at the edge of the forest where I picked her scent. Thunder cracked across the sky as I shifted back to my human form. The scent of blood hit me instantly. My mate was here. I saw my beta and the warriors beside me. I signal to them that I will go a alone “ Alpha you can't go alone, we are coming with you” he tried to stop me

His words caused Rey to snap back to reality, blinking rapidly at the sudden news. “Truthfully, we need you all to advance in both power and experience, and training won’t be enough anymore.” Conrad paused briefly, taking a moment to exhale before continuing. “That is why the Royal Dungeon Expedition is our best bet. There’s no place better than a Dungeon to gain practical experience.” Dungeons were crawling with monsters who had a diverse set of abilities. A lot of floors—especially the topmost ones—had one set of monsters per Floor, but the deeper one went, the more there tended to be a variety of monsters occupying a single Floor.

Drago led her to a covered deck, where the whole family was sitting, ready for breakfast. All around her were the usual suspects, Grigo, Marcu, and the mercenaries from the dungeon below the compound, who all nodded to her in respect. Madchen smiled at them, they never uttered a judgemental word against her when she enacted her frenzied revenge on Jason, they just stood back and let her have her moment.

They made their way over rolling hills and through crisp creeks, and by the time the sun was high overhead, they were on the furthest perimeter of her kingdom’s lands. Her escape would become tricky again, now that they were leaving Frindom. There was no wall that separated the two kingdoms, but she knew that her father’s troops patrolled all borders carefully. Likewise, she had to imagine the King of Goodhorn would do the same. In order to successfully get into the kingdom and make her way toward the place where the dragon would snatch his prey from Goodhorn’s version of The Point, she would have to get past any troops that might be watching the borders and find a place to hide out for the

Darik's suite and restaurant was a 24-hour service so at almost 4 am, the place was still a little busy. "How may I help you, Sir?" A male receptionist who shouldn't be more than 25 politely asked once Henry and Vanessa approached the reception desk area. "We are friends of your Boss, Darik. I've been trying to reach out to him but his number isn't going through. We need last night's security footage. The restaurant area."

They were my responsibility, I brought them to the pack house. I knew Aiden told me to wait for him, but I couldn't. Everyone was distracted by fighting and wouldn't notice a little me passing them. I ran towards the house, and as Aiden told me, the dungeon was placed in the basement. It was guarded by two deltas. Both had the key to the entrance. You needed two keys in order to get in there. I couldn't fight them alone, that's why I had backup. No, more like someone who will help me fight them, but if I get killed she won't care. I wasn't her priority.

Bastian, behind us, held up the map and pointed off into the distance. I followed his finger and felt my stomach sink. It was nothing. A slope of broken rock and rime ice, indistinguishable from every other slope of broken rock we’d passed in the last six hours. We circled the spot for a better part of an hour, but there was nothing of note. No entrance to some cave system. No hidden doorways. We were just considering calling it a loss and turning back, hoping to get down the mountain before night fell, when the Seeker ability suddenly went off like a radar.

Moving away from Damien I stand taller. The lingering chills of the forest stick to me like a second skin. I stop myself from wanting to shiver. I’ve ever knew this place was here. My nerves attack my stomach and I’m glad I chose not to eat anything this morning. I look at up Damien.”Well? Get on with it.” I don’t see anyone in this place yet I keep his warning that something is wrong in the back of my head. When I go to face the stone that’s when I see him. I talk figure with broad shoulders. A long black cloak that reaches his knees.