Hidden Dungeon Only I Can Enter Novels & Stories

If anything, it makes it worse. I walk past the main compound, toward the far end of the building toward the place no one enters without my permission. I reach the metal door hidden behind the garbage unit and press the small button beneath the lock. Click. A panel slides open. Another door appears. I punch in the code. The steel door unlocks with a low hiss. And I step inside. This was my world, my hell, my dungeon. The light from outside is swallowed instantly by darkness. The door shuts behind me.

Not like there was, but I needed to be extra careful not to let a single human in sight of what I was about to do, or where I was headed. Finally, I was on the floor. The first floor where Ophelia and I stay. Our rooms were the only ones out there, but that was all everyone knew, including her. What no one knew was that there was a secret dungeon, right up the first floor. Secluded in a place only I know of. Also housing a person no one wants to set his or her eyes on. It was a good thing I didn't place cameras at this part of the mansion. It was fucking time to bring her out. That's if she still has any essence left in her.

After searching for him everywhere, Kayla finally found her boo. He was seated downstairs, in the smallest and cosy living area of the mansion. They hardly used that living room and only came there for some alone time. The living room had a glass window which enabled one to see the beautiful view of the backyard. Whoever was in the room could see the backyard but people in the backyard couldn't see the inside. Brian had been in there for a while and he had seen everything going on in the event.

“I’ll just rinse off and change into something else.” Felix didn’t suspect a thing. “Good idea.” Once she’d rounded the corner and slipped out of sight, Lydia kicked off her heels and stepped barefoot onto the cool marble staircase. The upper floor was dim, just a few wall sconces casting a muted amber glow. The party was centered outside and downstairs—the rooms up here were supposed to be off-limits. But down the hall, the third door on the right leaked a sliver of light through the crack. It wasn’t bright, but against the otherwise dark corridor, it stood out sharply. Lydia tightened her hold on her phone, padding silently toward it.

with Tyler. I scoffed, staggering into the bathroom while still dizzy and disoriented. The bathtub became my only haven; an escape from my reality. Thirty minutes passed before my phone rang loudly in the bedroom. I jumped out of the tub immediately to answer it. Nobody ever calls me, Tyler made sure of that. So, hearing my phone ring all of a sudden felt strange and made my heart skip three times before I jumped out to pick it up. "Hello, this is Evans Halls speaking…"

The battle “It’s too quiet,” Daniel muttered from behind, echoing Nathan’s exact thoughts. Darius glanced back, his face impassive. “She’s underground. The warehouse is just a front.” Nathan’s jaw tightened. “Underground? How do we get down there?” “There’s an access point inside,” Darius replied. “A hatch in the floor. It leads to a network of tunnels. That’s where she is.” Nathan exchanged a look with Ashina, but she immediately tore her gaze away. The idea of walking into an underground labyrinth filled with undead werewolves sent a chill down his spine, but they had come too far to turn back now.

My mind immediately jumped to the motherfucker who had dared to aim at her. "Is the man in the dungeon?" I asked my head of security, my voice low and dangerous. The confirmation was immediate and satisfying. I didn't use the main exit. I used a secondary gate concealed within the wall and made my way down to the deeper levels of the mansion where the dungeons lay. As I descended, I could already hear a faint sound—the bastard groaning, whining about the pain from the leg shot.

Behind us, the sound of boots and shouts echoed closer. “Why do we always run into traps?” I huffed. “It’s like a damn hobby at this point.” “Maybe because you are always the bait,” Declan muttered. I didn’t have a witty comeback for that because he wasn’t wrong. At the bottom of the stairs, Tim shoved another hidden door open, and we stumbled into a massive underground cavern. The air was damp, and faint streams of light filtered through cracks in the ceiling above, illuminating a wide stone bridge suspended over a deep, black abyss.

"A hundred people are allowed entry per token, which means a set of twelve tokens allows the entry of 1200 people. Since we have two sets now, we're allowed to send 2400 people into the secret realm. Of course, like I said before, we can only send those who have not entered before." Wuhlricht continued to explain, "No one else other than us knows about the existence of the miniature black tower. Your master told me about this. Once you have found the miniature black tower, you will have a chance to enter another higher-level realm. Your master discovered a wormhole in the secret realm and entered the wormhole which brought him to that realm. Then he had the opportunity to make many breakthro

Then, because each player can contribute up to five Hellstones, let's start gathering them. We can defeat the three monsters in three hours with the help of Li Wei, the magician tasked with aiding the fighters, said Nawa. He then reached out his hands to the four young people, pleading for donations. Nawa soon exited the Association Office with a token. This token serves as a contact point for all hunters and combatants who have already paid the three-hour entrance fee to the Dungeon. "This isn't the place for that, is it?Yazu peered left and right; this is a busy street with people staring back and forth, so he warned, "Be careful.