King Of The Underworld Book Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I already have someone in mind for you. The King of Valethorne. King Malakar." Eryndra's breath caught in her throat. The name hit her like a physical blow, and for a moment she couldn't breathe at all. Of course it was a name everyone knew - even children in the furthest villages whispered about King Malakar in frightened tones. The heartless king. The cruel ruler who found joy in others' suffering. The man they called the devil incarnate.

I would like to thank all of you who stuck with me through this series of books, and even those of you who have only read this book (or just two of the three). It has taken me a year to work through all three books, but I was determined to do my best to end the series on a sweet note. If you enjoyed this book and haven't read the other two in the series, please check out Under the Pale Moon (book 1) and Under the Blue Moon (book 2). Both are here on GN.

“Weird that you would mention him now—” “But I did not,” Samson Interrupted, “you see that's the problem, you are yet to get over that one obstacle and now you're head over heels over—” he stopped to take a good look around the room, safe to say he was still conscious of the gun from yesterday, “a mafia what again?” “Prince. A mafia Prince.” I corrected it. I felt uneasy with the way Samson pointed out things. I wasn't angry or pissed at the fact that he posted them out. I was angry at the fact that I was seeing some sense in what he was saying.

By the time I reached the top of the crane, she had already turned her back on me, walking away with the man she loved. Once again, I watched her retreating back—only this time, Luca was at her side. Giovanni lit a cigarette and cast a sidelong glance up at me. "Do it." A red-hot branding iron slammed against my skin. I couldn't hold back the shriek that tore out of me. "Just kill me!" He shook his head. "Killing you quick wouldn't settle the score for my dead brothers. I'd rather take my time breaking you. I want everyone in the underworld to see that Daniela isn't untouchable."

She heard footsteps and turned her head to look who it was. "Dante! Oh my gods it is you!" Dante was the Crown Prince of the Northern Demon Citadel. He had bronze skin, like he had just got done tanning. His hair was indian long and black. He had beautiful blueish green eyes. Demons were almost pretty much like vampires. Their eyes hold the power rings. The more rings the more powerful. Their nails were just as sharp as well. Their ears were pointed and usually adorn with earrings. They had wings and an actual tail. Belle always made fun of Dante when he got mad at school because his tail would pop out along with his horns. Being a royal bloodline he could hide majority of his features in th

“Someday, Damien, we will rule this land together. All of us, as we were always meant to.” He swung his arms in small, halted jerks as he bounced his baby softly in front of him. “You will walk these halls with your own son as we are right now. I’ve seen it, Damien. We will find him. We will find them all, no matter how long it takes.” The end…for now. The next book in this series is Cursed, please check it out. Also, please connect with me online. authorjwhite.fans https://www.facebook.com/authorjwhite

she paused glancing at Anna, " but you will be different, You're now witch and vamp, Anna." "She's like Khloe?" Liam asked. "Yes, hybrids of vampire high class are powerful," Abigail replied. "I'm immortal?" Anna stated. Abigail nodded, "you are." ------------------- [A/N] Hey Ya'll. I hope you're all doing fine. I saw that book 2 reached 54 reviews and I want to thank all of you for reading and reviewing! I appreciate it. As promised, here is the first chapter of BOOK 3, Azian prince of Dragons. Please leave a comment and a review. I'm back in school so it is impossible for daily updates at the moment, however, I will try to release a chapter once a week (I'm not promising).

Laila says, conjuring a pen and paper from thin air, “the God of Death and the Goddess of Life won a great victory against their father, the God of Darkness. They wrenched half of the planet away and made it their own Kingdom, the Underworld.” Laila draws a circle on the paper to represent a planet and draws a line clean through it. “This is the Underworld,” she continues, tapping her pen on one of the hemispheres and then gesturing to the wasteland around us to indicate that they’re the same. “But beneath it is the Deadlands.” Inside the little hemisphere that Laila has indicated is the Underworld, she draws a smaller circle, just below the surface.

“That is not how the saying goes but I expected nothing from you“ “Ray if you want to say something to me say it directly, do not go through the corners“ “On your knees, use your mouth“ AUSTRALIA Alex has been training hard from the best fighters in the world, learning about business and getting renowned education. But he knew to stand a chance against his enemies, he must first capture the underworld and that is not an easy feat. The underworld is a black market field divided into five sections. Trafficking weapons, Operating Escort zones, Drugs, Armed Robbery, Money laundering. They all launder proceeds (money) through real estates, constructions companies, recording studios, entertainment

Dear readers, As much as I want to welcome everyone to my madness... WARNING this is a dark romance book and if you are underage I encourage you to delete my novel as I only wrote this for adults and purely for a short while escape from our reality. BABY'S POINT OF VIEW There's always a situation involving exposure to danger. It's called risk. We've known it ever since our parents died, and we were taken in by our fathers' sister, an assassin in the underworld.