King Of The Under World Novels & Stories

Prof Heather said and started to discuss her first lesson. "For today's lesson we will talk about the four kingdoms of the underworld. The first one is Witherian Valley, The kingdom of witches and warlocks. They rule for 400 years in that valley. They make potions, spell and battle weapons. The ruler of that kingdom is King Edison and Queen Venice princess anica and prince harley's parents. The second one is Prawlian Valley the kingdom of the wolf pack. They rule that valley for 500 years until now. They have the most powerful warriors in the realm. The kingdom was ruled by their Alpha Jake Nickolaidas. Prince Pierce's Father. The third one is Crimson Valley. The kingdom of the Vampires. The

She said as she gasped for breath “I have done to you what you did onto me with extra bonuses slut” Chaos replied flatly “Who do you even think you are?” “You should have asked that before you started to mess with my mate when I got here. But I will tell you anyway… I am Khione Dava Chaos, 3rd child to King Chaos and heir to his throne.My father is the King of Kings of the underworld and the lord of Lords of all darkness that exists in this realm and the other.

“Perfect. Thank you, Kai.” “Now, where do I go to start my training?” He asked excitedly. “It’s far from here. Have you ever heard of a place called the Underworld?” His eyes widened. “Yes, but how do I get there? Better yet, how did you come from there? Are you a demon?” He asked him. No fear seemed to come from him, just curiosity. “No, I am not a demon, Kai. I am Balthazar, the king of the Underworld.” I was expecting him to look at me in fear. I was sure he had heard the stories of me. But instead, he looked disappointed.

He moved closer, lifting my chin until I was forced to look directly into his eyes. “Get down.” I obeyed without questioning him. “On your knees.” I lowered myself onto my knees. Damien stood over me, and the sight of him made my pulse race. I was seeing his naked cock I had only seen a glimpse of it through his clothing, and I was surprised by its length. It was huge. “Open.” I obeyed. He grabbed my head and pushed himself into my mouth roughly, catching me completely off guard. “Yes,” he breathed. “Take Daddy’s cock.”

Laughter erupted behind me, sharp and mocking. Zoey Sanders was furious and embarrassed, angry that I had humiliated her in front of everyone. She was the richest woman in Solaria, yet her fiancé was fighting in an underground ring for a prize worth barely a hundred thousand dollars, getting beaten bloody for it. I ignored her and turned back toward the backstage area. When I stepped into the octagon again, the arena lights suddenly focused on the iron cage across from me. A savage roar echoed through the stadium.

I tried to explain but I was cut off sharply. The King reached out suddenly and grasped my chin, tilting my head up to face him. "Can't you fucking speak?" He sneered in my face and that was when I felt it. The moment his skin touched mine, the world tilted. A violent jolt of electricity, hot, searing sparks, shot through my jaw and raced straight to my core. It was as if a golden cord just snapped into place between us. It was overwhelming. My inner Omega, that had been starved and poisoned for years, buckled under the sheer weight of his Alpha pheromones, it made me whimper in involuntary submission.

The Archangel had cornered the King and Queen in front of the entire elite overworld, intending to publicly strip them of their heirs and their dignity in a single, catastrophic stroke. Lucian's massive, heavily corded chest expanded, the apocalyptic predator violently surging against the cage of his pristine Tom Ford tuxedo. The feral King of the underworld didn't reach for a weapon. He held his two sons effortlessly against his broad, rigid shoulders. He felt their tiny, perfect heartbeats against his chest. The sheer, suffocating terror of the threat pushed his possessive instincts entirely past the redline. The room was full of vipers, and they were all staring at his world.

"Mr. R...Rafael?" Sarah, so imperious only moments ago, was now trembling, her teeth chattering. In an instant, men in black from the Gallo family poured into the narrow clinic. Sarah's men didn't even have a chance to draw their guns before they were slammed to the ground, the sickening crack of bone echoing through the room. Rafael Gallo. The youngest Don of the Gallo family, the man who controlled the entire New York underworld.

"They must've bribed you! Let us in! Marco is the real heir!" "Bribed?" The guard let out a cold snort, slamming the butt of his gun on the ground. "In this territory, Principessa Giulia Verdi's word is law. Disrespect the heiress again, and today becomes your last day on earth." Marco looked like he'd been struck by lightning. His knees buckled and he collapsed to the ground, muttering to himself. "It's a mistake... has to be a mistake... my mafia empire..." Marco's bloodshot eyes suddenly locked onto me, bursting with one last flash of insane fervor.

After the deal was made, Odette had informed her that the soul in question was now owned by Aidoneus in the underworld. A place that has earned a scary reputation, but had never been proved wrong due to no one being able to successfully travel there and back. Anyone who attempted usually disappeared as was never seen again. Though she was nervous about this quest, she was not going to let that be known. Not to her family, not to Isabel and certainly not to Odette. With her sword in its sheath, her shield attached to her back, and a satchel full of equipment slung over her shoulder, she was certain that nothing could go wrong.