Allison's Adventures In Underland Novels & Stories

he yelled, stomping his foot like a pissed-off cat. “I could’ve left you,” I retorted. “But I didn’t. Move.” He grimaced but obeyed, walking ahead while I stayed close behind. Too close to let him out of sight; not close enough for him to notice my… situation. “How far are we from the house?” he asked. “Keep walking.” We trailed through dense woods, crossed a shallow creek, and eventually reached a narrow dirt road where, miraculously, an Uber driver was willing to pick us up—though he stared at us like we’d crawled out of a grave.

I was still surfing through the internet, I dozed off. * WRITER * Allison woke up to see herself in a different dimension different from earth, and she has never been in such a place before. Every thing about this place looked like a golden island to her. "How long do I have to wait?" She heard a voice ask from behind her. She turned to the direction of the voice and she saw two figures standing face to face with each other. "You don't have much time left, but with the few years left for you, you have to be patient and endure for a while. I assure you, as much as you are safe down here, she is likewise safe out there." Said the woman.

“Who’s Allison? Rachel, what’s going on?” Melora sounded as confused as Rachel felt. Why was Allison’s voice, coming forth from Mrs Landry’s corpse? There was no rational explanation, and Rachel motioned Melora to calm down. “She’s someone I helped cross over a while ago…she went into the Light. I have no idea why, or even how, she’s here now.” The creature struggled against her chains until she’d pulled herself into an upright position. She was struggling to form words, that much Rachel knew. Allison was in a body that wasn’t her’s. Controlling it, was almost an exercise in futility.

By Ignas, it was so majestic and terrifying. She didn't know that the Under realm had days. They, in fact, did, the everlasting darkness was only meant for their dungeons, one where Eli was right now. The thought of it felt sickening. The ground was rocky and dry, with cracks that stretched deep beyond the surface, revealing a stream of lava beneath. Belladonna then and there that she didn't like this Underrealm, she had to find a way to get her and Eli away from there. Once they passed this test, that had to be an option.

Today Ethan was there in the hall too. Allison closed her eyes and shook her head. "No, no. This is nonsense. Mate bonds haven't broken yet? How can it be possible?" She headed to Teresa's house as she was guessing about everything. "But if it's not true then how did my wolf react?" She tried to shove her all thoughts and reached Teresa's house. "Allison, Dear. How are you?" Teresa's mother asked. "Fine, Aunt. How about you?" "All good. But your best friend suddenly got sick."

But as another scream rips through the room, if she is laying her eggs here, in this strange place, something has gone terribly wrong. A flash of fear and pain rattle into me from the bangle I share with Ona, projecting her feelings into me as vibrantly as if I were feeling them myself and I pick up speed. I'm not sure how I can help, but I can be there. The hallway is long and smooth, formed from shell and glass. I've never seen anything quite like it. Finding a window, I notice we are underwater when a large tropical fish floats past. We are in Undersea, Tritus' realm. I would stop and take a moment to marvel if Ona wasn't in so much distress.

She trailed off, swallowing, and Sienna’s gut twisted—Dorian’s plans, always more, always controlling—and she wondered what waited there, what he’d left. They descended—mud slick underfoot, trees thinning—and the cabin emerged: small, weathered, half-buried in the hillside, a faint light flickering inside. Lila pushed the door—creaking, stiff—and stepped in, Sienna behind, Roman last, his shoulder brushing hers as he passed, and damn if it didn’t spark again—heat, want, regret—making her clench her fists.

We broke through into a wider opening, and then we were out. It was cold, and dark. The ocean. I dragged Allison up with me as we broke the surface. She gasped for air, coughing, clinging to me like she would sink if she let go. “Breathe,” I told her. “Just breathe.” Around us, a few of my men surfaced. Diego came up seconds later, scanning quickly. But, something was wrong. Allison turned, her eyes searching wildly. “My family…” she whispered. Then louder. “My mom! Jake! Juliet—”

After what seemed like forever, Antonio finally pulled away from me. As my mind wandered, I remembered the hidden passage, and I pointed toward the wedding photo on the wall, asking him, "How did you discover this?" Antonio pulled me into his arms, his hands gently moving over my body as he spoke. "On the first day I moved in, I accidentally broke that glass. That was when I discovered it. I couldn't believe my room was right next to yours, the room of the raunchy landlady." I froze when I heard his words.

We got to the door and the gaurd there told Maya that he wasn't going to let her down there and I immediately ripped his throat out and he bled out on the floor. We made our way down into the dungeons, to where Allison was kept and we found two guards chaining her and then I saw the red welts on her back and I saw red. Next thing I know, I was ripping out the heart of one of the guards and then I smashed the other ones head against the wall until all that was left was his brain.