Hestia Dungeon Novels & Stories

They met today, but it felt like a farewell. Isaac was anxious as well, but looking for Hestia was their priority now. "Ma'am…" He looked at the fast-flowing water, and they could no longer see any trace of Hestia and Renfrew. "Please be safe." * When Hestia opened her eyes again, she was not in the deserted wilderness she had imagined. The pristine white ceiling made her pause for a moment before she sat up, ignoring the pain in her body. "Renfrew is in the next room."

"Alright, alright. I’ll take it that you’re from the countryside and have never seen the world. The exchange rate in the market is one elementary spirited crystal for one hundred premium spirited stones, and one elementary spirited crystal can only be used for a ten-day stay in a normal guest room. Don’t look at me like that; I’m not conning you." Fane nodded and did not continue to dawdle with this guy. After taking his room key, he went straight to the second floor of the inn. This was Fane’s second day in the Hestia Continent, and everything was new to him during his first day here. After randomly asking a passerby some questions, he learned about what sort of a world the Hestia Continent

He simply said and Hestia went to find the door that would lead to the basement. After four doors, Hestia found the door that would lead towards the basement. From the entrance alone, one can feel the liveliness that is emanating from the people that were in there. It seemed like it was not only an auction that was going on in there. She walked down the stairs more, thankfully, the stairs were concrete so it would not make any unwanted sounds and catch the attention of the others who are already inside the basement. It is also a good thing that Hestia was wearing an all black outfit, it blends well with the dark surroundings of the basement and no one can easily notice her.

Then throw it across the room. Now Hestia is bare naked in my bed, and im still fully clothed. I wasted no time and crash down my lips against her pssy, how I missed tasting these amazing juices of her. I parted her folds using my tongue and she gasps. "HECATE!" Hestia gasps. [Eleanor] "FIND HESTIA AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!!" I hissed at the head of my security. Fuck it! Hestia left and I don't fucking know where she is.

~~~~~~~ I've been standing outside the dungeon room for almost 15 minutes, contemplating if this is the right option. But this is also my only option, I roll my shoulders and push open the door, the dimly lit room comes into view, everything is as it was when I last visited. I step inside, the door closing behind me with a loud thud making me jump, I turn back at the door in fear. "I thought you would never enter" Hera casually stands with her back pressed to the door, "I was getting impatient so I thought to invite you in myself but than you entered yourself" She gives a toothy smile, I notice the dirt on them making me shudder.

I had never seen such a thing. “Semele,” he said. “I want you to see what has become of Hera.” He did not wait for an answer. He turned and walked, and after a moment’s hesitation my mother followed. They passed down the long colonnade, across the Plaza of Heroes, to the dungeon at the foot of Olympus, the same dungeon where my mother had been held. The iron door opened, and a wave of stench rolled out.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

Ashley, feeling a sudden surge of nervousness, exchanged a glance with Thorian, sensing the imminent barrage of questions that awaited her. As this personal drama played out, a separate narrative unfolded in the hidden recesses of a mysterious dungeon. Cloaked in a veil, Thorian's mother stealthily entered the dimly lit space, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of unwanted observers. Assured of her solitude, she closed the dungeon door behind her, the echo of its closing resonating with a sense of secrecy.

"Oh, heads up about the teacher." "The teacher?" "It's Stan." The one who’d wanted to skin me alive at Aaron’s welcome back party. "You're kidding me." "Nope." "Great. What's the bet he offers me a one on one?" "Nah, he wouldn't off you in front of witnesses." I rolled my eyes. "You're so sweet and reassuring." "It runs in the family," He said dryly. We headed back to the main Cavern and took the tunnel directly opposite to the one that led to the kitchen and water caves. This hall was free of side rooms and had a slight upward curve to it, before opening out into a level room the size of a barn.

Abigail smiled as though something strange had possessed her being. “The ballistae and the Stagladiers will perform two different actions all at once. When Zeke attack from the side, we will possess the entrance of the palace, and destroy his throne. Once his throne is destroyed, everything pertaining his reign would be absolutely destroyed. First we would start to aim ballistae at each fore arms of the kingdom of Quesa. Once the ballistae go round, everything around it will go up in total destruction. And while that is still ongoing, I will bring in my backup plan into action and that is. . .”