King Of The Underworld Book Series の小説・ストーリー

Unlike the other two chapters above, this sneak peak will contain the first five chapters of The Uprise Of Hell and the last five chapters of the same series. CHAPTER 1 A WHOLE NEW ERA A New Era... Three left to survive... One Key... One Enemy... Thus, Chaos And Apocalypse returns in a new form, in the form of Hell and with a master of brute and incubus. Asmodeus, The King of Hell! As sharp as the words came, they faded.

he asked looking her way “um twilight? Underworld? Dracula untold? Queen of the damned? Any of this ring a bell?” she had asked he had stared wide eyed shaking his head “there are romances about us now? Thats amazing” dius had said making everyone nod, including her own sister this had made her laugh so hard her ribs had hurt for the rest of the day he came out of the closet in another white shirt fully buttoned and tucked in to his dark blue slacks black belt and shiny shoes even though he was once again rolling his sleeves

"The victory was this. You and me. Standing in the wreckage." I closed my eyes, feeling safe, feeling loved, feeling powerful. The dark rites of Blackwood University were over. The savage games had ended. I was no longer the pawn. I was the Queen. And I was holding the King’s heart in the palm of my hand. End of Book One THE END.

I said and sit down in front of his desk. I hate traveling this far when so much is going on at home. Isla Martago is the last island I ever thought would call a meeting. Dwayne Isla Martago is the Lycan King and one of the oldest around, along with the new King Archer Isla Martago his son. They stick to themselves never really interfering into the shapeshifters world unless they have no other choice. “Dominic, you came alone?” Dwayne asked. Who was I supposed to bring with me? My daddy? Not going to fucking happen IM KiNG and I candle my shit on my own.

Right on cue, the menace himself appears. Luca Antonetti saunters into the booth, his black silk shirt unbuttoned down to his chest, a gorgeous blonde laughing at something he whispers into her ear. He drops onto the leather sofa and drapes an arm over the girl's shoulders, as he flashes us his signature, shameless grin. He’s the definitive black sheep of a multi-billion-dollar wine empire, a playboy who weaponizes his charm to mask a lethally sharp business mind. "Dull faces, gentlemen. Absolutely tragic dull faces," Luca scolds, waving a hand toward the crowd below. "Look around! The press is eating it up. The liquor is flowing. I am officially the king of the Meatpacking District."

After that she excused herself knowing her, I knew she was going out to let out some screams. "And I am Alaric," another voice came after with his hand stretched, reluctantly I took the hand of the man behind who is now in front of me. His voice even deeper and his hands cold. His aura is even stranger than that of the Devil's. "I have heard a lot about you," his words took me by surprise. From the corner of my eyes, I could see the devil trying to stretch his hands too. "How about I show you around if somebody hasn't yet...sir?" I said to Alaric who smiled with only a single brow arched. Of the three men in front of me, he appears the strangest with his direct eye contact.

She called the name that Ferdinand didn’t know. In a slip second, the three humans landed in front of her while crouching respectfully. The air carried by these people was so heavy, not as much as Shadow, but still heavy nonetheless. Shadow gestured at Hisoka first. “He is the new Emperor of the Underworld. Your Highness Hisoka. These two are the First King and the Second King, the ruler of the SO, also from the Underworld. If you wish to see where your limit is, fight them. Until then, I’ll take Vilfredo with me.”

Something was happening or going to happen but he couldn't place what it was. He is cruel, ruthless, unforgiving, relentless and coldhearted. He runs everything with an iron fist and doesn't tolerate disobedience or failure. He is Dominic Issac King and The King of the Vampires. She was alone, running for her life, Hiding whenever and where ever she can. She had people of all sorts chasing her for different reasons and she didn't even know what all those reasons were. She knew some were because of what she was but she didn't know what she did wrong for everyone else to want her dead. She had a few close calls, having to pull out a number of silver bullets from different parts of her body luc

He left him dying, thrashing on the floor. "Next. Make it quick. We still have to chop the bodies." Fuck! This will be a long night and he had to address the underworld at dawn. It was high time to re-established the hierarchy. Time to remind them who he was. *** The General Alec Shit! And he thought he was violent and brutal. That paled in comparison with what he had witnessed tonight. He prayed to all that's holy the boss's woman will wake up soon. Or the tzar will lose his anchor to sanity.

“You are not dead, My lady. I know you have a lot of questions about how that is possible, but I will let the king handle that.” I straightened, my heart spiking at the sound of that. I wasn't dead, so that's a plus, but a king? “The king? You mean like Satan? I asked, my voice shaky in fear that he may appear and behead me for calling his name since he was pure evil, but the ladies only let out giggles. “No darling. Hades is the king of the underworld. Some may call him the devil, but he’s simply the guardian of the underworld. There’s nothing to be scared of, dear. Your energy is almost as white as snow.”