King Of The Underworld Novels & Stories

The man in a suit who follows behind her—Lord Damon, the king of the underworld outside, but her possessive slave in private! She had once saved the young Damon from the brink of death, and he had offered her his heart, soul, and body to the older woman in return. He had sworn to protect her, so he made sure to take over and control the dark side of the world and that is how he became the king of the underworld who terrifies the world, makes people kneel in respect and anyone who touches his person sheds blood! But the underworld king who terrifies the world could be seen kneeling in front of a soft and weak older woman with her

he managed to force out. "Daddy doesn't need you to call him Daddy, little monster. Daddy needs you to die for him." King shrugged, adding. "And trust him." Then his paw was summoning a healthy erection from the offended transformed no-fur while his big aggressive tongue went deep into his seeding pocket. He could do this. He was the God of the Underworld, avatar to the Dark Throne. He could save one complicated no-fur soul. The balance was in his favor.

he finally confessed, his voice low and menacing. The name sounds familiar to me; I recall hearing about his dark deeds and malevolent presence in news reports. The king of the underworld is the manifestation of pure evil. My heart raced as I realized the danger I was in, standing face-to-face with a being so powerful and malevolent. "The mafia king, who is feared by all," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the charged atmosphere as I put my hand over my mouth in shock.

“Witness the end of balance. Witness the birth of something eternal.” The ground beneath me rose, lifting me high above the chasm as pillars of black stone erupted upward, forming a throne forged from the bones of the world itself. I sat upon it. King of ruin. King of what comes after. Far away, I felt Aria scream. I felt Kaelen’s rage explode outward, his power surging violently in response, clashing uselessly against the tide. Too late. Even if they stopped me now, the damage was done. The underworld was open.

They looked frightening, armed with long sabers. In the middle of the hall was a black throne, on top of which sat a burly man. The man was wearing a black and gold dragon robe. He had a pair of sharp eyes that could see through all the good and evil in the world. It was the king of the underworld, the King of the Dead. The black shadow who brought Chester along with him to the hall knelt on the ground respectfully and spoke to the King of the Dead, "His Majesty, I just caught a dying person on the Soul Offering Road."

But he didn't let them go far before shooting them all, watching with pure indifference as they fell to the ground. He glanced back at me, staring at me for a while, not saying anything. So I spoke first. “Who… Who are you? What do you want with me?” I questioned, waiting for an answer but before he said anything, my eyes strayed, observing him. And then I saw something. A red glove in one hand, a handgun that had an insignia of a Serpent coiled around a sword, and ruby eyes. This man… He was… “You're Alden Black Lombardi, the king of the Underworld. What… What do you want with me?”

I've travelled to some places of the world affraid to stay one place for too long because of my immorality which has me looking like a college student , young and breautiful ,most people describe me to be, devine even but i didnt mind , over the years I've made a pretty good living for myself , owning mansions, cars, bussiness i must say i've been one busy goddess while living on this earth . Besides that I've came to love the underworld and my people, ive been there many times and also heard about their king but didn't trouble myself to see who he was, knowing them I'm betting it's a demionda demon although most of them are nearly extinct they are the strongest beings in the underworld so I

“You will stand across from me.” We all move into position. Each of my Kings represent with life or death. Levi is the King of Demons, and thus the underworld, so he represents death at its purest form. While Remiel is the King of the Angels, representing life at its purest form. Lucern is a strong necromancer, so he also represents death, but on a lesser level than Levi.

A great noise of thunderstorm and lightning Hits the dead beings and flowers. The flowers were now alive with sharp teeth for devouring. The dead came back alive but possessed as shadow demons. Everything supernatural that ever died came back to live. Hades as the king of the underworld could also bring back the dead. He used them as his army to help queen Leuvis to succeed. “Hahaha! I am Hades, king of the underworld!” He laughs evilly as his shadow demons worship him. “Hades! King of the underworld!” They all enchanted loudly.

I retorted. "Because we used to be in the same group?" Third said. He have a crystal blue hair. "You already said it, Third. We used to be in the same group it means it was already all in the past. Also, it was just all for convenience, right?" I said That's right. They are my former group mates. We didn't choose to be with each other. It's the people in the underworld that chose us. In the underworld, 7 strong and high people run the whole underworld. They were called 7 deadly sins. First is me the Queen symbolizes the wrath. Yvo the king was the greed. Seref was the Envy. Third was the Sloth. Rex was the Gluttony. Klea was the Pride. Zelestine was the Lust. We're not close because I don't