Novel & Cerita Going Under

“That’s—” “The signal,” Adrian finished grimly. “It’s back.” He slammed the receiver off and ripped the battery out. “We’re moving. Now.” --- They hurried through the underground corridors, the sound of dripping water echoing around them. Pipes hissed overhead; the faint vibration of machines could still be felt through the walls — remnants of a system that refused to die. The deeper they went, the colder the air grew. Adrian led, flashlight slicing through the darkness. “Where are we going?” Lena asked.

She entered the building; no one present took their eyes off the screen, attentive to any movement. "Look!" Rafael said, pointing at the screen, which showed a person suspiciously approaching the car. Allen zoomed in. The dark-clad figure walked stealthily and slowly toward Aurora's car. His back was to the camera angle, but his head was still visible as he turned to both sides, making sure no one was watching. Quickly, the male-looking figure entered beneath the car, disappearing completely. Rafael watched the scene with his jaw clenched, feeling immense hatred within him. Not even two minutes had passed when the person got out from under the car and walked along the sidewalk, careful not t

But in the end, he fell silent and simply replied, "Alright." Then he turned and walked out first. Without even glancing my way, my pups skipped toward Zoe. I overheard Katrina whispering to James, "This is great. We get to eat out and don't have to deal with Mommy's moods. We can order whatever we want, and Zoe's keeping us company. If only it could be like this every day!" I stood alone in the villa. Not a single one came to comfort me. I probably meant nothing to Ethan. He couldn't even be bothered to argue with me.

“It means this is not over.” Behind them, deep beneath the ground, something shifted. Not the system. Not the structure. Something else. And neither of them knew what it would become. *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-WEB:a690a349-1d07-4b89-af1d-082a0c1b1853-19" data-testid="conversation-turn-40" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant">

Every step echoed, mixing with the distant sounds of chaos above — shouts, crashing, and the faint whistle of bullets ricocheting somewhere in the mansion. “Where are we going?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Nico didn’t answer immediately. His focus was sharp, senses alert. Every muscle in his body was taut, ready to spring. “Underground,” he finally said. “A series of old tunnels run beneath this part of the city. No one comes down here unless they know exactly where to step.” I swallowed hard. The thought of dark, narrow tunnels made my stomach churn. But I didn’t argue. There was no time for fear. Not tonight.

“Bruce called last night. He was a total wreck, talking about some club, an intense training program, and you throwing away a two-year relationship over a tactical case. What are you doing? He says you are putting yourself in a dangerous position.” Lila looks at me, looking more than a little angry. “Bruce panicked because he cannot handle the reality of undercover work. The engagement is over because we want entirely different things out of life, not because of a case file.” “He told me you are training to go undercover as a submissive for an auction pool,” Vance says, sounding a mix of furious and genuinely worried. “Please tell me he’s lying. The Bureau shouldn’t have you doing something

Marco swiped an encrypted keycard, and the heavy iron doors slid shut. The floor dropped under my feet. The elevator didn't go up. It went down—down, down, deep into the bedrock below the city. “Lorenzo,” I whispered, my pulse quickening as the floors ticked down on the digital screen: -1, -2, -3, -4. “What is this place?” Lorenzo didn't look at me. He kept his head up, his grip tightening around my fingers until it was almost painful. “This is where the real business happens, Maya,” Lorenzo rasped, his dark voice echoing in the small metallic box. “Welcome to the Underworld.” The elevator jolted to a stop, and the heavy doors slowly slid open.

It was year four of my arranged marriage to Lucas. Then Roderick invaded our land. He was the most powerful Alpha on the West Coast. One look was all it took. The Moon Goddess snapped our mate bond into place. Right in front of everyone, he stole me away and dragged me to his packhouse. For three years, he spoiled me rotten. Every wolf pack in North America burned with envy. He gave me free rein over the best medical labs. My inner wolf was weak from old scars, so he held me tight every single full moon. When wolfsbane nearly killed me, this ruthless Alpha dropped a ten-billion-dollar merger. He sat by my hospital bed for days and never closed his eyes once. His devotion was loud and shamele

“Which makes it ideal for our purposes.” Jim suddenly felt a familiar rumbling. It was coming from the soft clay walls now, not the ground. It was faint and distant but gathering momentum, getting closer all the time. They were coming from three directions, possessing the earth around them, twisting it into whatever sickening form they took, then moving on. Leaving the soil spent and violated, even at this depth. Jim was unbelievably far beneath the ground, but he still wasn’t safe.

~~NEET'S POV~~ Anyways I would not have minded telling them that I had the blueprint for emergencies like this cause my stupid Gut Feeling told me that something bad was gonna happen which was proven when the guns were fired and the Blacks made their GRAND ENTRY creating HOVAC among the people who just came to enjoy. But instead of fun some THRILL or ACTION was thrown at them. Riley and Julia wanted to go through the basement exit but I was against it. It was seriously gonna be suicide if we go there and I don't wanna die yet, I am still YOUNG for GOD'S SAKE but who will make the two stubborn girls understand.