Tiefling Hideout Novels & Stories

Liam looked at me like he wanted to argue, but then he dropped his head with a growl, pacing to the window. Henry rolled out a second, older map, one from decades ago. It was worn and yellowed, but the ink marks were still clear. “These,” he said, pointing to a series of thin lines hidden beneath the forest near Sebastian’s border, “are old tunnels. Built long ago during the rogue wars. Most think they’re abandoned. But Sebastian has a history of digging through old places for new power.” “You really think he’s hiding her underground?” I asked. “He wouldn’t risk keeping her in his mansion. Too visible. Too easy for someone in his court to start talking. But under the forest? Where no sunligh

"You've put Lanz in danger! After everything I have sacrificed to save him, they're going to take him again! You shouldn't have saved me. You should have left me to die!" A strange atmosphere of darkness and fear filled the area. The shock that appeared on everyone's faces was evident and alarming. They have protected this place for many years, and never have they encountered enemies that got near them. Out of all Crimson Clan's outposts, this Hideout is an ideal place to hide but is the weakest against ambush and attacks from outside due to its terrain. This place was not meant to be found by MNA. They are at the bottom of two small mountains where they can easily get cornered. An outside a

Drinking every golden drop his pile of coin could buy him. And still unable to drown her memory. Morning came and he found himself stumbling from the Silver Stallion into Dread Country, then deeper into the Dread Hideout, specifically. The sacred place that the witches, Dreads, of Ardae could seek sanctuary and not be hunting. Most governing bodies didn’t dare tread too far into Dread Hideout. Knowing that it was overrun with Dreads, demons and every other monstrous thing. Including Mardichi, currently. He was headed straight for Acharius’ den. He fumbled through the narrow entrance. Finding his way through the stone corridors with practiced ease. Even in the dark. Entering Acharius’ expansi

"These aren't ley lines. These are subway tunnels. These are the foundations of the High-Rise District." "The city?" Sofia gasped, leaning in close. "She hid the Heartstone in the middle of the Montague District?" "Not just the district," Nomo said, his face turning pale as he looked at the central point of the map. "She hid it under the very seat of power. It’s beneath the Montague Citadel. Right under Phuwin’s feet." (SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW)

She walked and walked, till she found herself in front of what used to be her friends' hideout. She hesitated before shaking her head and proceeding inside, into the basement and luckily for her, some of the blankets and covers that Winnie and Clara used were still there. Ruby went over there and sat leg-crossed, staring at the ceiling "What did you do to me that night?" She asked and started hearing whispers. Unclear whispers. According to Clara, the hideout used to be a former fancy house in the 1700s and also the place hundreds of witches were burned at stake. Their spirits resided in there, helping Winnie and Clara control their magic and prevent small newbie witch mistakes.

It also appears to be haunted enough to discourage those stupid, curious paranormal dickheads from wandering in this area at night. Davien sent him another blueprint of the entire area. A computer-generated layout. There was a secret tunnel just a few yards away from the ruins, leading directly to the facility built hidden from the public eyes or that he had knowledge of this existence. Right at the end of the narrow tunnel was a massive metal door painted grey, occupying the entire tunnel circumference. His enemies are getting sagacious more than he gives them credit for. He had this city under his thumb, and nothing goes around here that he didn’t know, but having this entire hideout insid

With such potential, Tantario is not afraid to bare his fangs towards the Overlord and his pathetic henchmen! Only now he needed to finally recapture the long-awaited trophy from the presumptuous True vampire. Remembering the safest places to hide from prying eyes, Tantario came to mind the hut of an old witch living deep in the Ridgrain Mountains. In the place where the old woman settled several decades ago, there was a certain anomalous zone. Magic practically did not work there, especially if it was external influences. There were also constant glitches with the mental connection. An ideal place to hide from the Lord's machinations!

The look of innocence and empathy that her face bore was intense. "You can stay at my place, at the palace..." Billy shrugged cautiously, as if he had said the abominable. "And why would we do that?" I asked him with a derisive look on my face. "Um, because I'm on your side..." He replied. "There's a secret underground lair at the palace compound, near the treehouse. I discovered it one time when I was playing, so I converted it into my hideout You can access it through the sewer tunnels, or from a hidden hatch under a statue in the compound. The best part is, no one knows about it, so you can hideout there for a while."

In the shadows of the underground hideout, the wheels of their grand scheme continued to turn, bringing them one step closer to their ultimate goal. Isolde, shrouded in the secrecy of her clandestine meeting, had no inkling that she was being observed. In the dark recesses of the underground hideout, where the air was thick with conspiratorial whispers, a pair of young eyes followed her every move. Felicity, a teenage witch with a penchant for eavesdropping, had been lurking in the shadows, her curiosity piqued.

“If you choose not to, and are ever in need of help. You can find me in the Dread Hideout.” He’s offering to help us? That’s why he came here? “In the Netherlands?” Nim clarified. Just as puzzled as Disseus was. The man had exuded a threatening presence when he’d first arrived. Both of them had assumed he’d come to fight. “Far within.” Teverius confirmed. “Where?” Disseus asked. Curiosity getting the better of him. No one knew where the elven hideout in the Netherlands was. Somewhere in Dread Hideout, apparently.