Hidden Dungeon Only I Could Enter Novels & Stories

I gave him a scornful look but he still guided me to the stairs and out of the metal door where I startlingly saw Phillius who is already waiting for me to get out of the dungeon. The door of the dungeon is in the middle of the garden like a secret passage which automatically opens when I press a button on the side of it. It cannot be seen clearly by humans because the metal door is covered with artificial grass that hides it from plain sight. But for the werewolves, this dungeon is not a secret to any of them because I am sure they clearly smell the awful stink down of it and I wonder how many Faes Phillius had captured to torture down that horrible place.

Ethan followed closely, assuming Damien was taking him back to the training facility to resume his lessons, but Damien led him past the main hall and through a heavy, reinforced steel door located deep at the back of the grounds. Behind the door lay a massive, underground dungeon. The air grew instantly colder and damp as they descended. Ethan didn't even know this hidden facility existed; the Blackwood manor seemed to hold an endless amount of dark secrets. If Damien hadn't been walking right next to him, Ethan would have bolted back up the stairs immediately—the guards stationed down here looked terrifyingly severe. They finally stopped in front of a heavy iron door. Damien paused, turning

“But—“ the eldest councilmen began but I didn’t allow him to speak farther. “That’s enough for today!” With that being said, I stood on my feet walking out of the room. I could hear gasp behind me, and mumbled sounds. The only sound that was visible was the voice of the eldest Councilman trying to stop me from leaving. I ignored him and headed back to mansion and when I got there, I went straight to the garden which was the entrance to the hidden dungeon. When my legs crossed the entrance my face darkened as I set eyes on Axel.

It’s a short stroll. The entrance to the dungeons is underneath the back stairs to the stone gazebo in the side garden of the packhouse. We go through the outer door using a key and into a small chamber. The door locks behind us, before the keypad lights up and a thumb scan and cardkey open the second door. Down a long hallway with a guard, we stroll past empty, or nearly empty holding cells. I notice one cell has a being in it. They don’t smell like a werewolf, but they are supernatural. I don’t know how, but I can sense an ancient power off of them.

Curiosity piques within me, but I swiftly avert my eyes, not wishing to draw any attention to myself. Leaving the hallway behind, I make my way towards the elevator that will transport me to the lowest floor of the mansion. With each descending floor, the atmosphere grows heavier, as if the very air holds the weight of secrets and hidden truths. The elevator doors open, revealing the entrance to the dreaded dungeon.

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

Currently, we are standing in front of the dungeon entrance we're about to enter. Its location is beneath a tall cliff. The dungeon door is three meters high and two meters wide. At first glance, it appears to be a regular cave entrance, but the guild has determined it to be an underground dungeon based on reports from an adventurer who discovered it first. The entrance is covered with dense shrubs, and wild grass grows around the path leading to the cave. It's difficult for us to approach the dungeon as there is no established footpath. This location is truly untouched and unexplored.

*Zander* The night was pitch-black, and my footsteps quickened as I descended the stairs to the basement. Hidden deep within the pack house, this was my sanctuary—my secret chamber. No one dared to enter this area, not that many even knew it existed. Only a select few, trusted members from the old guard, were aware of its presence. Reaching the heavy door, I pushed it open and slipped inside, shutting it firmly behind me. My heart pounded like a drum, loud enough to echo in the silence. It had been years—years since I’d dared to do this. Years since I’d faced HIM.

Hunter nodded and then hugged his daughter and said “If you need us, you call we’ll come by as soon as it’s okay to leave. If you end up at the clinic, you call either way.” When she was gone Damon asked, “Who is Gambler’s Tempest?” Hunter explained briefly and Damon said eyes wide “You’re staying here at this event, over seeing if that foal is, okay? Hell, Hunter that damn foal is a miracle to begin with.” Hunter nodded and said, “You’re right but their gone now, I don’t have a ride.” Damon smiled and said “Yes, you do.”

The rest of the ride was adventurous as me being shout every bird and tree's name which I saw beside the roadside until we reached his hut. "Come inside." He wrapped a hand around my waist and guided me inside his small hut. Once we entered, I opened my mouth to ask my question which raised the first time when I was trapped in the forest but my mouth hung open the moment he pressed the button and the door just beneath our feet opened, revealing a staircase which is leading to the basement. I didn't think that there would be this twist under our feet. Wow! Just wow. I looked at him surprisingly where he grabbed my hand and descended every step towards the basement but my assumption was wrong