The Hidden Dungeon Novels & Stories

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.

Monty finished reading and lifted his eyes at the other two. "Great." Rashid said, though he didn't sound amazed as he should. The confusion came from not knowing where these spots were in Hunter’s remodeled mansion. "This second one is obvious. Behind the fireplace. What about the other three?" "Let's call Cole. He might know something." Levi suggested. Rashid was the one who dialed his number and the first thing he heard from Cole was, "Found anything?" "A lot of things. We found four secret passages leading to the dungeons beneath the house. One of them is behind the fireplace in the main hall. We need your help to narrow down the other three." Rashid spoke while glancing down at the four

It appeared the crescent moon was hiding on its highest watchtower. The king held the shoulders of his companions, and they disappeared. They emerged near the colossal palace, hiding beside the wall beside a portcullis. “This place is creepy,” Branigan murmured while his eyes moved around. The guards positioned nearby were accompanied by a beast, and they were not looking friendly either. It would only take one wrong move; they would end up in that beast’s stomach. Airoh led them to the underground tunnel. It would give them the way to go to the palace’s library if they were lucky enough not to have an encounter with the enemies. But in this gamble, nothing would come easy.

She took a look around the room, it was truly stinking but it was obvious that she had gotten used to it's irritating smell that she barely remembers how her room smelt like in her house. Her exotic perfumes and beautiful body lotions that always sat on her dressing table, it was difficult to believe that she would ever find her self in a disgusting environment like this living with zombies who would someday kill and eat them once they run out of human flesh and blood. Then she saw something lying under a black rag. She reached for it and held it up, her eyes brightened up, it was a phone battery. "Take a look at this Jerry" she said in excitement pulling Jerry by the shoulder.

Why did I still care, though? "I know," I pouted. I gave her the best puppy dog eyes I could muster. "Fine," she groaned. "I'll tell you where he is, but hey! You owe me big-time." After Jenny gave me directions, I located the spot. At first, I thought I hadn't gotten the directions right. The dungeon was in a secluded center of the grounds - hidden in plain sight. Apparently, it was underground. I squatted down and removed the four corner metal cover. The opening underneath led to a flight of stairs that went further underground.

I huffed, making my way towards the door. "Wrong way," he said, causing me to halt. How could this be the wrong way when it's the only door in here? "We're taking the back way to keep you away from the other wolves. Also, the name's Blake, not warlock." I turned to see a small, almost friendly smirk on his face as he pushed a large mirror aside, revealing a hidden door made of the same cream-colored brick as the wall. It would be impossible to discern it as a door if Blake hadn't opened it himself. The corridor was narrow and dimly lit, but Blake used an orange crystal to ignite a torch, casting a warm glow to light our path. He led me down a winding flight of stairs and through a damp hallw

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.

he said. Robin Hood’s expression shifted slightly, a faint smile touching his lips. “Now that,” he said, “I haven’t used in a while.” They stepped out of the cabin and moved around the side, where the ground dipped slightly beneath a cluster of trees. At first glance, there was nothing unusual about it - just earth, leaves, and shadows. Until Damien pressed his hand against a concealed panel. A soft click sounded. Then, beneath their feet, the ground shifted. Metal groaned quietly as a section of earth split open, revealing a hidden platform beneath. The faint hum of machinery filled the air as the concealed doors slid apart, exposing a dimly lit underground space.