Dungeon World Books Novels & Stories

As long as she was with me, it didn’t matter. “The whole Isla and Chance thing is a story for another day.” * The End* Do you want more Dionysus Rising? Let me know if you do and thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading! I love you all ❤️

FINAL DAY OF THE AWAKENING Chaos’s P.O.V I was awoken by the beating of drums and the echoes of a chant you rarely heard even back in our home realm. A chant that was as old as time itself. I turned to find Xavier leaning against the headboard with his eyes squeezed shut.

******** When he finally got past his own guards, allowing only a couple to escort him… he arrived at his reading room. The reading room had belonged to his father once, and before that.. his father’s father and like that on. So there were years of deep history here. Damien entered alone, carrying only a lantern. He began pulling books from shelves one after another. Treatises on curses. Accounts of rogue shamans. Scrolls on blood oaths. Manuals on mind fracture during war. Nothing on what he needed. He kept going as the minutes became an hour. Then more. “Fuck..” he cursed in frustration as he still hadn’t found anything.

Welcome, adventurer. The second book of the Blue Triangle Trilogy has finally opened to welcome you back into the world of Earthos. In this book, your journey will continue with King Arth Aragon, Sir Kael Denvorn, and an added narrative from Tristan McGarth's Point of View. You shall not only explore the country of Glacia deeper ... but you shall also travel back into the Underworld ... sail over the western seas ... step into foreign country lands ... and enter the world of dragons.

com How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis Currently available: Book 1: Welcome to Probet Book 2: Welcome to Fengarad Book 3: Welcome to Dargot Book 4: Welcome to Monsterland Book 5: Welcome to Nekromel Book 6: Welcome to Requbar Coming soon: Book 7: Welcome to Gorgoth From the same author: Entertaining Tales of Grin the Cheat

Third Person's POV The Astral Planet is a world where monsters roam freely. A place where they throw the worst of the worse. A complete opposite of the Celestial Planet, which can be described as an ethereal or sacred world. Within its dangerous and toxic territory, there stands its only Kingdom. Where even the meanest monster strays away from this place, making it a safe zone to live. They aren't avoiding it because of the strong energy emitting from the land but rather they are afraid of its ruler, the Dark Queen.

There were numerous bookcases in rows, and the books and papers were dispersed all over the place. I could tell that while the majority of the books were research articles, some of them contained skills. "Research into human mutations." It was the title of a book I had picked up at random. I sighed and took a step forward. The dungeon gate was soon in sight, and as long as I touched it, I would receive a reward. I was positive I was the first person to stumble upon this dungeon. On the dungeon gate, I put my hand. [Discovered - Lost Civilization Dungeon]

The kind of panic that made me want to set fire to the world, only to sift through the ashes for what was lost. Perched on a sofa clearly not meant for someone my size, I fanned through one of the thousands of books the male, Dain, had sent to the suite. Half of these tomes read like textbooks, while the others were packed with fiction and myth. There was no way of sorting between what might be real, and what might’ve been the illusive dreams of some ancient, long deceased scholar. I’d been seconds away from voicing as much when I heard a breathy little whimper, not unlike the one’s my mate had mate last night, sound from across the room.

[DUNGEON - DIMLY LIT AND DANK CELL] The dungeon is a grim and shadowy place, the walls lined with cold, damp stones that seem to seep misery. Meagia was laying on the floor with dishevelled hair and eyes filled with desperation, slowly regaining consciousness on a cold, stone floor. Her eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light filtering in from a small, barred window high above.

Dungeon in Fantasma actually were not a cursed existence, in fact it was some kind of a natural border that protect the balance of existence, it was a part of the cycle of life, without it Fantasma will be overflowed by monsters, without it there the inhabitants of this world wont be able to cope with the harsh reality of this world where it's heavily focused on strength. Dungeon act like a natural prison that contain the most dangerous monsters in the world, that's why the behavior and strength of a dungeon monster differ from the surfaced monster, a single goblins from a dungeon can easily tear an adult man limb to limb with it's bare hand, whilst a single surface goblin will instead got