My Room Is A Dungeon Rest Stop Novels & Stories

She is the Luna Queen and has much to do than listen to the concerns of a huntress who is struck in this situation. I looked around the room, and it was decent. Truth be told, it is looking like a fucking luxury suite after living so many days in those dungeons. The room is not huge or anything like that. It had a small bed and a table and chair on one side. There is a window in between. I walked there and breathed a deep, long breath. The view of the forest calmed me a lot.

I answered. "Well that curiosity of yours is going to get us killed." She warned but I shut her off. That's just how I am even though it lands me in trouble. I trailed behind them for I while, keeping a safe distance between me and them so I wouldn't be caught. We entered a room which looked like an underground lair. I guess this is the dungeon. I hid behind the door and watched Damian closely. I saw he walk towards a man that looked beaten almost to death.

I hate him and I would not pretend and act otherwise. “Argh! Just how do i get out of here?” My eyes shot through the room, trying to look for any means of escaping. I looked around but I couldn’t find or think of anything useful. It was like he had taken any thing that could be used as an escape means out. What even was this place? Red room? It was more like a dungeon. Red colored walls that instilled fear the moment you walked in, a giant bed that would make you hesitate sitting on it just by the looks of it.

Matthew muttered by himself as he looked around the giant chamber that was the 70th floor of the dungeon. :If it was me, I’d put it in the treasure room: Draco said. Listening to Arshild’s suggestion, Matthew went back to the treasure room to check it again. Now that his eyes were not on treasure, he saw a magic circle on a platform. “Do you have experience in making dungeons?” Matthew asked as he approached the circle. :Well, it’s what the games you played do: “Oh, really? Wait, were you *that* invested in games?”

Luke inquired, his gaze drawn to the girl across the room. Luke could only bemoan the fact that he wasn't able to bring Sia or Elia onto his team, but given their circumstances, he can't complain. "She'll be alright, you know how the Duke is." Sia had four cards in her possession. The room they were in was known as the dungeon Admittance room. A temporary facility set up by the academy for students to obtain their entrance pass. And the card in Sia's hand was a scroll of release.

The others showing the dining and the kitchen areas, the outside garden, hallways, and more hallways including the hallway that I had recently just passed by, a ballroom hall, a roof deck, an area of what looked like an armory, a laboratory with people actually wearing lab coats, and many more. I scanned them one by one until my eyes rested on a certain monitor screen. My hands tensed up and my heart began to leap in haste. ‘My God! RUEN!!!’ Why was he in the dungeon?! And why was he being beaten up by two men?! As if to stifle my shock, I dragged my hands to my mouth and covered it with great panic. No... My mind shouted the only syllable it could process. No! No! No! Ruen!

Shadow replied. "Where is he now?" I asked. "In the dungeon." he replied. "Lead the way." I instructed, and Shadow led the way to my deadly dungeon;The dungeon where you go in alive but never come out alive. We got to the elevator, and instead of entering the elevator, we went a little away from the elevator, and Shadow pressed the switch by the wall, and the wall opened, revealing a stairs. Yeah, that's where my dungeon is. It's in a place you can never believe it is, behind a wall; a place no one could ever thought could exist here.

She's the same age as him. Finally, I open my eyes, all the way. The wolfsbane is starting to fade. I look around the room, I'm in a dungeon. I scan the walls, most packs have their crests on the walls, I found it, however it's faded.... It's a crescent moon...

"I've never been a sub." He smiled slowly, pulling me to my feet and leading me across the room. He pushed open a door I didn't notice before, revealing a space that made my heart stop. It was a dungeon. Restraints lined the walls. Whips, paddles, and floggers hung on hooks. And in the center of the room was a St. Andrew's cross, its leather straps calling out to me. "Welcome to my playroom," he murmured. "Are you ready to learn?"

The instant they crossed the threshold, the Doom Room sealed behind them with a sound like metal jaws locking shut. The hallway stretched ahead narrow, cold, pulsing with blue veins of light leading deeper, deeper, deeper. Lola shivered. “Where does it go?” she whispered. Jayden didn’t answer. But he reached for her, pulling her close as a distant, familiar voice drifted through the corridor… Low. Echoing. Impossible. Mirror-Jayden. “Welcome to the real room.” Lola’s blood ran cold.