Novel & Cerita The Doom Stone Book

As long as she was with me, it didn’t matter. “The whole Isla and Chance thing is a story for another day.” * The End* Do you want more Dionysus Rising? Let me know if you do and thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading! I love you all ❤️

I sunk to the ground, not feeling the stone wall scrape my back as I did so. Damon paced back and forth, running his hand through his hair. He let out a curse before kicking a rock across the ground. It hit a tree before tumbling to the ground with a soft thud. He continued to pace before stopping abruptly. I tilted my head slightly as I watched Damon crouch down and pick up another stone. He threw it at the tree and watched as it hit it and then landed with a soft thud. I pinched my brows together as I watched Damon do the same thing again a moment later. The same tree and another rock.

“Do you need their cores?” “Rather than the core, what I need is the soul stone which could be found right beside their core. The soul stone is a black crystal where the souls of their prey were collected. It was used to fuel their cores with a lot more mana that’s why these monsters were much more ferocious despite their size.” “How many soul stones do you need?” “As many as you could collect.” Dio smirked. “Consider it done. I plan on reaching the 40th floor on my 1st month so expect me to be back after a month and a half.”

The guard went directly to us with a torch at hand. He bowed to the man beside me and then signaled the person beside the gate to open it. “Welcome home princess.” He said without looking at me. His tone seems not welcoming at all. Not like I want to be welcome in this place. I want to leave and not waste a single minute here. “This will never be my home.” I said with a tone of distaste. “Oh you’ll gonna love it here. Especially our dungeons.” He face me this time and gave me sinister look.

It ain't my kid; my attention was needed elsewhere. Axil had also stopped by once before disappearing again with the promise of picking me up after I was discharged from the hospital. There were tons of work to do as he tried to manage everything, starting from the humans who lived within the town, the old members, the new members, and the recently freed members. All the stone people were finally freed. I heard that a lot of them were able to survive while a few unlucky ones had long since ran out of life essence and had died beneath the stone, Bea's mother being one of them.

" He shouted at him. Damon became angry and a sudden earthquake hit the ground. " Dad, mom hold on!" Adoneram called them while all of them are holding each other's hands together. All of them keep screaming as Damon used his power to defeat Thamer. Stark heard the commotion inside Reid's house so he can check his daughter inside. He made a peek and his eyes widened as he saw a black moving smoke with red eyes flying in the air. He howls to called for his packs to come over and save them.

Chapter 24 - Doom Lilith The last two weeks with Emmett flew by, and before I knew it, Lucifer was standing in the entranceway of Emmett's home, waiting to take me to my impending doom. I hadn't had much of a chance to plan how I was going to steal all the items from Emmett when the time came. Still, now that I knew where his gemstone was, after sneaking out of my room two nights ago to confirm it was, in fact, in that secret room, I at least knew where to find everything once I had solidified a plan.

Covered in the same symbols as the walls. And on that pedestal, there's a book. --- I walk toward it. My footsteps echo in the silence. My breath fogs in the cold air. My hand reaches out, trembling, and touches the cover. It's warm. "It's warm," I whisper. "What?" Damon asks. "The book. It's warm. Like it's alive." I open it. The pages are blank. --- For a long moment, nobody speaks. We all just stand there, staring at the empty pages, trying to understand what we're looking at.

"You think someone's still here?" "I think you don't know, and I don't know, and that's a shit combination to be standing next to a broken door about." He came back with a crowbar and a flashlight, worked the crowbar into the seam by the lock, and put his whole body weight into it. The door groaned, resisted, then gave all at once with a metal shriek loud enough that a flock of birds exploded out of the trees behind us. "Fuck," I hissed, heart slamming. "Warn a girl next time."

Chapter 8 – The Weight of Power Morning comes quiet. Not the calm-before-a-storm kind, but the kind that hums softly through stone walls, steady and unbothered. The air in Doom’s fortress is crisp, dry, and full of the scent of snow and steel. I pull the curtains open, letting sunlight spill across the room. It catches the faint silver streaks in my hair — I hadn’t noticed them before. I trace one with my fingertip, and for some reason, it feels like victory.