Dream Sans Underverse Novels & Stories

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This

"And he has the roar of the dawn" We began the descent. The Under-Realm was a world of terrifying beauty. We moved through tunnels of translucent obsidian and veins of glowing sapphire quartz. The air grew hotter and thinner as we moved deeper, smelling of brimstone and ancient, stagnant rot. Giant mushrooms, taller than a man and glowing with a sickly violet light, lined the paths, their spores drifting through the air like radioactive snow.

I whispered to myself, what if they were hundreds and the fact that there could be thousands of workers there, there could be hundred-thousands of people under the Organization. "There are exactly 150, all in all," Shaun answered for me, and suddenly yeah; Lander punched him in the face sending Shaun to sleep on the sofa. "Piss off, DNAs are real problems." He growled. That was SCARY! "Ahem, let me explain." I scratched my head with sale confusion, "Yes Please,"

After a whole day of weeping bitterly, she entered the bathroom and sat in the bathtub, relaxed and closed her eyes. Kelsa drifted to sleep out of exhaustion immediately she closed her eyes. Nevertheless, she found herself in the same nightmare again not long after. Kelsa found herself running helter skelter in a very thick wilderness. It was very dark and she could hear voices of three people around her. Yet, she couldn't see their faces. One of the voices she heard was a female voice that sounded very familiar, yet she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Temptation Unleashed! Intro; Lysandra Hale: She’s the enigmatic, intelligent secretary with sharp wit and smoldering allure, She's graceful yet commanding, with a quiet confidence that's always keeps men at arm's length. But beneath her cool exterior, she craves a release from control and she knows Damian Vance might just do the trick. Damian Vance: He’s a dangerously charismatic handsome billionaire boss with a reputation for ruthless precision in business and a darkness he hides from the world. For months, his obsession with Lysandra has been eating him alive, but he fears she'll recoil when she sees the depths of his desire.

The dwarf says. The dark below is a prison that is located under the sea where there is nothing but darkness and creatures that feed off of the nothingness and memories of men and women. This is the world that the Circle protects everyone else from and the same world where Troy finds himself in. Smells of rotting fish and dead meat surfaces along the fire prince’s nose. Things that are dead is piled upon the surface. Instead of a proper floor or greenery to stand upon he walks on the bodies of dead animals both that once belong on the land and sea. With each step he takes he can hear the floor’s bodies crush under the flesh of his feet. Then every time he lifts his foot to venture forward, t

And then he pulled me into one more kiss—harder this time, desperate and full of all the things we didn’t say. When he let go, his voice was firmer. “Let’s go,” he said. “They’re waiting for us.” I nodded, and laced my fingers through his. And together, we stepped through the portal into the Underworld. The world twisted. I stumbled out of the portal and fell hard onto the other side, the ground rough beneath my palms. It was nearly dark. I pushed myself up and looked around, heart racing in my chest. Then Damien appeared—landing on his feet with inhuman grace. His eyes immediately searched for me, and when he saw me standing, the stiffness in his shoulders dropped just a bit.

I admit. “I do not think that your father or Ulrik were thinking clearly. I believe that they were so hell bent on taking over the fucking angel kingdoms and the Lycan kingdoms that they ignored everything else. It was like they were stuck in the fucking past, especially Ulrik.” Rhashad pointed out. “Why was Ulrik so damn obsessed with your cousin?” I asked. “Aerian is a dark angel.” he replied. “What? No way! Those are just a myth.” I hissed.

"Mission failed. You're going to be wiped out. Do you want to restart the mission and keep trying to save the underworld queen, Daniela Falcone?" I shook my head. "Just wipe me out." "Understood. Wipe-out protocol initiated. You have 72 hours left." I closed my eyes. The silence around me felt deafening. A second later, like a man possessed, I tapped open Luca Bianchi's livestream. He was broadcasting from the hilltop villa Daniela had bought for him. On screen, he stood at an easel mixing paints, an oversized shirt hanging off him and a hair tie looped around his wrist.

Y right at him. "We met in a game. He's fantastic at it and knows how to take care of me. When I pull late nights, he stays up with me and even brings breakfast the next morning. Though it started online, I trust him more than those real-world men who only promise and never deliver. "He sings to me. Even if he's off-key, it's utterly charming. He tells the worst jokes, but the sound of his voice alone can put me to sleep. Above all, he understands me. When I rant, he just gets it."