Fated Darkest Dungeon Novels & Stories

Instead, he scooped me in his arms and brought me to my bed. There was a mix of excitement and fear which instantly crept into my whole being. Excited because my curiosity will be sufficed but fearful because I know this might break me or make me. Again, Pierre Monteblanco is a mystery. A dangerous one. And what a fool am I to throw myself into his dark fate. However, the need to feel this dark persona is heavier than all the things bothering me in my mind. I just need to satisfy this curiosity or else I'll be damned.

Every step echoed through the silence, weighing me down. We walked deeper into the warehouse, the air thickening with tension. I could feel the Master's presence, his power coursing through the space like an invisible current. My heart pounded in my chest, anticipation building with each step. What lay ahead? As I followed Vikram through the winding corridors of the abandoned warehouse, the air grew thick with an eerie, palpable presence. It was as if the very walls trembled with anticipation, sensing the formidable being that awaited us. We stopped before a grand, ornate door, its surface etched with ancient symbols of dark power. Vikram pushed the door open, revealing a cavernous chamber b

It's already dark, the only thing giving them light is the light coming from the moon and the small lights in every corner of the place, nevertheless, because of the help of their eyes that got trained to see a bit in the darkest place. "Fine, I will go with you no matter what." Steel then followed her there, she did not waste any second and take a step to on in the darkest part. It will lead them to the dungeon, but not sure what they will face before reaching the place they supposed to go, to save Dominus in the hand of his father. Until now, they don't know what is the story behind that thing, why his father was so obsessed with making him feel like he was the most useless creature that e

The hall glittered with gold and glass, every detail screaming of status and power. Because tonight was not just my birthday— it was my engagement banquet with Caleb, the future Alpha. Yet the man who had promised me a “birthday gift”… never appeared. I stood at the edge of the hall, eyes locked on the doorway, waiting. Seven years of waiting. Seven years since my wolf had whispered the truth to me—that Caleb was my fated mate. I believed it. So much that I gave up everything. The three hundred million dollars my father left me—I poured it all into Caleb’s pack. Into his future. Into us.

Or give me an excuse to claim I didn’t know it was time. But if I do, I leave Udora to whatever horrible fate he’s plotting for her. That familiar terror rolled through me and I desperately wanted to get her out. I have to see the dungeons. I need to figure out a way to get her out. But to do that I had to see the worst place in the world. My hands were already shaking at the thought of what I had to do. The idea of letting the worst sort of villain have his way with me, seemed even more terrifying then simply remembering that he already had.

Fera smiles, “Time to retrieve your handmaiden.” The dungeons are a dark place that give me the creeps. They’re large and eerie with only fire lamps to guide us, which cast long shadows over the musty smelling place. The entrances of the cells are signified by arches but even with my eyes, I can’t see the end to them. They look like never ending pits. “This way,” Fera murmurs and I follow her. “Are you sure we can do this?” I trail after her. “Won’t Damien hurt you?”

[DUNGEON - DIMLY LIT AND DANK CELL] The dungeon is a grim and shadowy place, the walls lined with cold, damp stones that seem to seep misery. Meagia was laying on the floor with dishevelled hair and eyes filled with desperation, slowly regaining consciousness on a cold, stone floor. Her eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light filtering in from a small, barred window high above.

I thought I was the only person here, and I had no idea when he approached me. The lights came on, and I closed my eyes hurriedly from the intensity. I wonder how long I have been sitting in darkness. I finally waited for my eyes to adjust to my new reality and slowly opened my eyes. I took a proper look at where I was; it was the dark dungeons—the nerve of that man to throw me into the dark dungeon in my pack. Uncle Callum stood at the other side of the dungeon; he couldn’t come close because the door was coated in pure silver. This dungeon houses the worst of criminals, not people who don’t want to be mated to monsters.

And I'm pretty sure Drystan is pissed off because I'm feeling his cold aura surrounding me. Rolling my eyes in annoyance I threatened," If you guys want to play mocking shit then leave. I'm going inside by myself." Saying that, I increased my speed reaching the final floor of the dungeon called the oubliette chamber . It was the lowest and most terrifying dungeon floor of the Bliaviroth empire.

~~~~~~~~~~~ Axel POV I felt Pains in my chest as if someone was trying to pull out my heart. It was excruciating. I had no idea where I was but I realized that Nal was not by my side. I was on a field stained with blood. Everywhere I turned to, I saw a dead body that had decayed with flies hovering over the body. "The Lycan clan has caused the downfall of the witches clan. For this, you will be cursed for all eternity!" A loud voice resounded in my ears causing my ears to bleed. "You will walk for an eternity!" The voice resounded causing more pain in my ears.