Ero Trap Dungeon Novels & Stories

I can. I stay quiet, continuing to lead her towards the back. Towards the back wall, there's a trap door with red caution lines on it. I pull it open, buzzing with the feel of Cleo's tension next to me. I think she thought a final boss monster was about to pop out. As soon as I lift the lid, the sound of music pours out of the fairly soundproof trap door. It was loud and techno sounding. The smell of alcohol, drugs, sweat, and sex oozed out of the door like an ominous fog.

I just needed time to plan. Stephan led me to a dungeon located down the tunnel. It was dark and cold, and the air was thick, so thick you would need a butcher knife to cut through it. A small lamp hung above the dungeon, or should I call it a cage based on its small size? The lamp barely lighted up the dungeon where I was trapped now by a ridiculous number of metal bars. I instantly regretted not following a diet, this king-size ass ain't getting me anywhere but hell, I thought to myself while I tried to squeeze myself between the bars trying to get out.

☕️🔥 The blood drained from Hala’s face. Slowly, as if in slow motion, she lifted her head and looked up at the large wall clock mounted in the hallway. 8:55 AM. Her jaw dropped. Her heart plunged straight into her stomach. Hala: Dr. Yousef?! DOCTORRRRR?! 💀💀💀 Her phone buzzed one last time with a brutal system notification: (Message delivery failed. You have been temporarily blocked by the user.)

she murmured, a slow smile forming, “is for the system to upgrade them.” Ding! Her eyes lit up instantly. {Traps detected ×10} {Trap attack power increased by 100-fold} Curious, Ivy walked toward the nearest trap. She looked down and her breath caught. Sharp metallic spikes filled the pit, pointing upward like deadly fangs. The depth… Far deeper than she had dug. From the surface, the trap looked small. But inside...it was massive. Large enough to trap dozens....no, even hundreds of enemies. Humans. Monsters.

It had been easy to locate the building after he was able to see everything more clearly. The woods were wet and chilly for the season. The smell of the forest was dank and deep. As the team was breathing deeply to make the breach a bit easier, they could feel the heaviness in the air. It was almost ominous for everyone. Walking into the unknown was never easy. This was a bit harder. They were waiting for the teams to get to all the exits covered. Max didn’t think they would run. He had to wonder if it was even them in the building.

Tenths. They came closer, more closer, most closer and... one jumped with a speed of an eagle extending his jaw to catch her. That's when she felt being wrapped in huge arms which seized and forced her to jump over the cliff. "Don't worry! I'm taking you into an abyss where only peace and happiness flows." The man said, his voice sounding more romantic and promising to her. "Rejoice because your story is about to reach a happily ever moment."

He stumbled back, eyes wide, staring at his hand in horror—only to watch it dissolve into a red mist before his eyes. “Wh-what’s happening? “Help me! Please—someone help me!” He cried and crawled toward us, desperate to escape. But within seconds, his whole body burst apart, blood and flesh splattering across the ground. The system’s cold, mechanical voice echoed in the air: [Death count: 1] [Current survivors: 7] [Keep up the good work, players!] The strange man never moved an inch. He simply repeated in that same flat tone: “Welcome to the SSS-level dungeon: ‘Wish.’

I smirked because all of them are so stupid. Few of the warriors who walked first screamed in horror as they fell into our trap. An hour ago, Allia and I made the trap while Clinton had his trap too. Layla and Lucia also teamed up together to set a dangerous trap. Allia and I dug a hole in the ground which measures up to 20ft by 25ft wide with 15ft deep. The trapping pit we made was camouflaged with small branches and leaves to make it harder to see. A total of 20 warriors had fallen and bled to death by sharpened sticks pointed upwards from the bottom of the pit.

Geez. I did not even arrange the desk as if it had been damaged due to a typhoon. God! I’m such a sloppy person. I also cleaned the floor. Seriously? I should hire a janitor maybe, even if he’s only available at night. I just want someone to clean my mess. When I entered the comfort room I saw something black. It’s a wallet. And it’s from Nicholas. He was here but how did he know that it's mine? how did he went here? Was he here last night? What is he doing here last night?

The door slams closed over us, and it becomes completely dark. "I do not understand”. Andreas says. A faint bump tells me that he has sat down on the floor. I immediately start to pull the wolf forward, but I can’t. Something slows me down. "What the hell is this made for ?" Martin snarls angrily. “There is nothing here. No drafts, no cracks and no trace at all that anyone has been down here”. Martin sniffs around by the trapdoor. "It just stinks of a detergent”. “There's some kind of edge over here. It feels like glass or something !” I step back and takes a running start.