The Hidden Dungeon Only I Can Enter Light Novel Novels & Stories

Cannai and Nanami walk pass through as they stand beside Maru, Merfoy, Ciaran and Geuron. “Me too,” Liana said as she keeps on pushing the wall that their naked eyes can’t see. “As well as we,” Goryo said touching the wall. “I forgot to tell you, no man can enter Mt. Sadeste except for royalty bloods and magical creatures. Don’t worry, I can help you get through that,” he said as he touch the invisible wall and create a swirl that gets smaller and smaller until it disappeared from their sight. “You can step inside now,” Merfoy said as they slowly walk forward to where the others are.

Knight, He ran through the schedule, meals, and medication before leaving. The day went by pretty well, and before you know it my shift came to an end, before leaving I took his catheter bag to the bathroom in his room and emptied it. Closing the door behind me, I made my way back over to him and attached it back, “I'm leaving now, Mr.k…” DARKNESS! The whole mansion went dark and lit up a loud noise came from outside, “Reyda the door isn't locked,” he whispers

I asked, rushing to her side. She pointed to a passage in the book, her hand trembling slightly. “Look at this.” I leaned in, squinting at the faded text. It was written in a mix of Old Tongue and Latin, but Althea quickly translated. “The Hidden Coven,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper, “was formed centuries ago by a group of witches seeking to escape persecution. They vowed to protect their secrets at all costs, even from their own blood.” She paused, her eyes scanning the page.

I walked toward the metal container and peered in. My eyes widened when I saw the various weapons and other gadgets inside the room. If Dominic hadn’t told me he was in the Mafia, I would have thought he was a secret agent or something. Turning around, I looked at everything and struggled to wrap my head around what I was looking at. “I own the building. This room is also hidden from the floor plans, and the entrance is hidden. This room is also soundproof. Other than me, you are the only one who knows about this room.”

“I think we can handle it. I never felt particularly…burdened.” “Will you just trust me on this one?” he asks. "Hallowed Moon shunned you, but if you actually absorbed that entire pack's spirit, you'd be dead." The entrance to the dungeon rises up from the ground. Just a small little brick structure with a single door. Surrounded by the broken forest and wet rainbows, it gives the impression that it’s a door to some magical world. It’s considerably colder inside the dungeon than it is outside and I break out in goosebumps. Without a word, Jericho shrugs out of his jumper and folds it over my shoulders. I gratefully fold the warm garment around myself and inhale his scent.

Neither of the two gave way to their true feelings for the other, just for Serafina's sake. And speaking of Serafina... "Give..." Alessio stammered out with a shaky breath, recalling that he had the Regnante hidden away in his bedroom, and given her nature, she had just heard everything. "Give me a moment," Standing up from his place, he walked to his room and cursed under his breath to see the door ajar. Pushing it open, his heart ached in his chest to see his window thrown open as he gritted his teeth.

I woke up feeling so uncomfortable and it took me a few moments to realise that I was locked up in the lowest dungeon. There was no window and no light. It reeked of mould and other unsightly things. I felt sick and wished that I had never left the packhouse that night. I tried to stand up from the floor but was pulled back by something which made me scream because I realised I was chained to the wall like an animal. The door clicked open and I blinked as light flooded the tiny dungeon.

It popped free of its socket and I dropped it into the open bag at my feet. I squinted, the eye scorching light from the other bulbs making the pools of shadow beside us difficult to see. Host-less Shades stayed hidden during the lighter hours, even beneath their violet sky, but that didn't mean you wouldn't come across the occasional desperado, willing to risk everything for a shot at owning human flesh. I dropped the piece of clothing that protected the new bulb into the bag and paused, frozen by the shiver running down my spine. "What's wrong?" Aaron called from the front.

The sound of whispers echoed through the air, faint yet persistent as if the forest itself whispered secrets of the past. Finally, they arrived at the entrance of the hidden chamber. It stood before them, a weathered door, adorned with mystical symbols and an aura of foreboding. With a collective breath, they pushed open the heavy doors and stepped into a world long forgotten. The chamber unfolded before their eyes, a place of mystery and power. Illuminated by a soft, ethereal glow, intricate murals adorned the walls, depicting the history and dark intentions of the twelve. Each brushstroke conveyed the stories of their treachery and their insatiable thirst for dominance. In the center of th

Rosenthal to me? Right then, the door behind me squeaked open, causing my heart to skip a beat. My arms shot up, pointing the gun in the direction of the door. I peered in to find the bedroom empty. Bracing myself, I entered slowly with dread pumping through my veins. Her bedroom was home to an endless collection of books, and a double-wide bookcase, covering the majority of the wall, held an extensive variety of the occult genre. Interesting... Mrs. Una Rosenthal was a woman with secrets. Dark ones.