The Hidden Dungeon Novels & Stories

I had a death grip on him. The rest of the mansions flooring was marble and I had expected every room that we entered to have such flooring, but this room was different. It was almost like a jungle gym, a training room, with weaponry on one side of the room against a wall and various setups for climbing, jumping, pulling, pushing, there was even a water tank there for some reason. “Am I supposed to prepare for a war or lose ten pounds?” I jokingly murmured to Damien as we stepped in and he chuckled.

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 shouted, aiming the LED ahead. “They’re fleeing to Quaker Hall.” “Where’s Kujo?” I asked, turning the bend that led to the old Rockwell tunnels and the access to Quaker Hall basement. “Right ahead.” I heard growls, and the phone app spat some insults. “Back, you fuckers!” I bellowed, pressing on down the tunnel. “Outta here or I’m gonna fucking burn you all to hell!”

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.”

“I look like I’m about to waltz into Downton Abbey.” “It’s part of the test,” Althea said, her voice tight. “I’ve read about this before. The coven uses illusions to disorient intruders and force them to confront their fears—or their limits.” “Great,” I said, adjusting the heavy skirt of my dress. “So what’s the point of the costume change?” Before Althea could answer, the chandeliers above us flared to life, their sudden brightness making us all squint. The floor beneath our feet rumbled, and the grand staircase split in two, revealing a hidden passage leading downward.

Something that made my heart beat a little faster, as if I were the first to explore this forgotten maze. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity of wandering, my eyes caught a glimmer of movement. A narrow passage to the right. I had missed it at first, tucked away behind a towering suit of armor, but now it beckoned me with a strange pull. The corridor was barely wide enough for one person, its stone walls cold and rough. I couldn’t tell if the passage was ancient or simply unused, but it seemed to whisper to me, urging me forward.

I sit back down on the bed and hold my Maddox, who stares up at me with wide, frightened eyes. The man continues, "There's an old storm cellar beneath this place. It's hidden in the study down the hall. The study is the first room you’ll see near the bottom of the stairs. You'll find a hidden door under the Persian rug near the only bookshelf. Once you're in the cellar, ignore the locked steel door. Instead, find the tunnel that’ll lead you out into the woods. It's gonna be dark, and it ain't gonna be easy. But it's your best shot. Once you’re out of the house, head towards the woods to the east. There's a path that leads deeper into the forest. Keep to the shadows, move quietly, and stay lo

"Everything isn't about love at the moment. If I don't act, Seven in one pack will fall and stupid love cannot save that. I l.. like Beatrice but I need Tahira, I will go to her when all this is over. A huge monster just appeared from nowhere and a lot died, I can't risk that with Tahira. Don't ever try to stop me!" I warned and left her side when my dad called me back. "Wait Aiden! There's a secret passageway to the dungeon but the way can be very tricky so it needs extreme care. If not, any mistake might destroy the dungeon." He says and stands up tipping his chin with his fingers as if in deep thoughts. "Go to the back of the dungeon where there are no doors and trace where you see crafte

MADDOX The scent of damp earth and aged whiskey lingered in the hidden basement, a room concealed beneath layers of stone and secrecy. The dim, flickering light of a single bulb cast jagged shadows across the walls, dancing like restless phantoms. This was my sanctuary, my hell, and my throne. It was here that I could drown in the twisted symphony of my memories without the weight of eyes judging my every move.

The simple wooden cabin was made from forest wood with a slightly worn-out roof; the sturdy chimney seemed ready for the upcoming winter. “Madam, are you—” “Come in.” A hoarse and heavy voice greeted Lewis's ears; it belonged to Madam Tsude. A strange aroma permeated the air strongly, like a foul smell mixed with spices. It was a very peculiar smell; a normal person would surely vomit! “It seems the hidden heir has emerged; you cannot defeat him this time.” “Come on, Madam. Think of cunning ways or whatever it takes; give me the best potion. Even if it's strange, I will drink it. I don't want Daddy to give all his wealth to Andy; my influence is also starting to fade.”