Hidden Dungeon Novels & Stories

They rode the elevator to the 8th floor before stepping out on the landing. The hallway was desolate and quiet while they made their way to the apartment door, unlocking it, they maneuvered their way into the dark and stood before the bedroom. Slipping out of their hoes, the door opened noiselessly as they grinned at the sleeping figure on the bed. Counting to 3, they both jumped on the bed with a scream. Soon 2 more voices joined into their screaming as their shrieks morphed into frightened ones rather than the deliberate ones they had begun with.

She held it. "Why would I want this? I have you." "I can't be in you and ride the bike." "You want me to put this in and then ride behind you on the bike?" Her eyes never left the dildo. "Yes. Take down your jeans and I'll help you get it in." "Right here?" Alarm showed on her face. "Right here. We can see miles down the road in both directions and not one car is in sight. Even if a car showed up, they couldn't see you, we're hidden."

After everyone showered, which got delayed because Ife was happy to be able to to get ravished by all of her mates at the same time, they enjoyed a candle light dinner on the balcony. Duskin updated her and the twins on his findings concerning Jacob and Esime. They had gone to another realm to hide out, one that wasn’t used freely and came with a steep price. They sacrificed a part of a soul every time they entered this realm and they most likely were using souls from the growing list of missing people. Ife suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of doom headed their way. She didn’t know if it was for the pup or pups in her womb. If it was because of the battle ahead of them with Jacob and Esi

The sounds from the hall fading as I make my way with the dim light sticking out of thick trees. How do I know she’s in this woods? I sighted her hand purse the minute I got into the car. The gold purse laid on the bench close to the parking lot, certainly she can’t be that careless, besides she’s here for a mission. I'm deep in the woods when something catches my attention, his built is familiar, not just at the party, I can swear I've met him before, plus him standing, like he's towering over something doesn't lessen my suspicion.

The remnants of her mother’s and father’s lives beckoned her from the attic, like sirens calling her to uncover the secrets hidden within their old belongings. With a deep breath, Aqua climbed the creaking stairs to the attic. Dust motes danced in the beams of sunlight streaming through the small window, and the air was thick with the scent of aged paper and wood. She rummaged through boxes filled with forgotten memories, her heart racing with anticipation.

Dani had been crouched down, staring at the drawing she had made on the clipboard, but now she stood up and stretched her legs, staring north and west in the direction of the compound. "There are catacombs underneath the manor. Harding knows about the most obvious part of them because the dungeon and torture chamber that he uses is part of the entrance from the main house into the tunnels. However I do not believe he knows about the tunnels themselves. From what I saw when I lived there, and from the one time I escaped very early in my stay at the manor through the catacomb tunnels and into the forest beyond, I don't believe that anyone living in the house- at least anyone in the family- kno

Rhavasheed explained. “Do we know where Ulrik and his merry band of assholes are hiding?” Aerian asked. That won a few snickers. Her description was perfectly accurate. Eivor told us they were still trying to find them, but so far, they were not having much luck. I told them that our IT unit as well as theirs was having a tough time tracking them. I saw a look pass between Aerian and Daniel. They were clearly having a discussion via mind link which I was not sure if I liked or not. Aerain nodded her head at us while we sat there waiting for them to tell us what they were talking about.

nothing. “What the hell?” I whispered. How did I get here? I looked next to me and saw a shovel in one hand and a knife in the other. I tossed the knife away from me in revulsion. My hands were bloody and I trembled in horror. Then, I realized there was a hole near me. Not ready for what I was about to behold, I peeked into the hole and screamed. In the dugout pit. . . was Hailee. . .dead

The enemy had scattered, retreating into the shadows, but we knew they were watching, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. As we navigated through the labyrinthine streets, we stumbled upon a hidden underground lair. The entrance was concealed, blending seamlessly with the decaying surroundings. Intrigued yet cautious, we ventured inside. The underground lair was a maze of corridors and chambers, a testament to the meticulous planning and cunning of our adversaries. The walls were adorned with ancient symbols, pulsating with an eerie energy. We could sense that we were drawing closer to the heart of their operation. As we delved deeper, the suspense grew thicker. Each turn could be met