King Of Underworld Novel Novels & Stories

♱ ⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅ ♱ There were many stories within the world of the novel that I read. Among the various stories, there was one that told about the first love of the demon king. The king of all monsters and the one who brought about the destruction of peace and balance. The one who caused the chaos. Particularly, this was always my favorite story. The one that told in the sweetest way how Callisto - the king of the entire underworld and lower plane - fell madly in love with the purest being ever created.

“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.

Her smile was more like a mock, like she was pretending to believe all that he had just said. Well as the saying goes, do not judge a book by its cover, I believe that I have to put an end to my assumption and conclusion. Only time would tell. **** While Alora was trapped and her mate and father searching for her, Faye was being crowned the queen of the underworld. x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x The underworld, a place meant for the worst of demons had been in need of an underworld queen ever since Zemia's mom died. For this reason Zemia was rushed in his marriage life.

“You were saying?” “Snipers?” "Snipers," I repeated, leaning in on the table with each elbows. “You come in my house, guns pointed to try an take me down, and think I wouldn't already have the high ground?” He gave me a withering look, and a sarcastic chuckle. “You know I've always heard that King of the Underworld is a force not to be taken lightly. That he’s always prepared.” “And?” I asked. His smirk returned with forced this time. "You're everything they say you are."

The demons along the way saw Alpha Levi and everyone was terrified, hastily abandoning their tasks and fleeing, dispersing the ghost souls in the Underworld Palace, spreading the news throughout the Underworld Palace. By the time Levi reached the King of the Underworld’s palace, the King of the Underworld, thin and short, was preparing to hide under the table. Levi stepped forward, truly uninvited, and smashed the King of the Underworld’s table with a single blow. The King of the Underworld was hit by the debris on the table on his head, constantly screaming in pain as he crawled into a corner, curling up on the ground, looking innocent: “Alpha Levi! Why are you here again? Didn’t you say yo

Even though he had only used twenty percent of his maximum speed, it still took someone truly extraordinary to dodge it. Just as Lucas readied himself to launch a second attack, the shadow dropped to one knee on the concrete before him. "Highest respects to the Mafia King, 'The Obsidian Blade'!" declared the man, who was clad entirely in black. Thanks to his overwhelming strength, lethal precision in combat, and a thoroughly mysterious, unpredictable nature, Lucas had rightfully earned the terrifying moniker The Obsidian Blade. The title also served to distinguish Lucas from past mafia kings; his absolute power far surpassed that of any predecessor who had sat on the underworld throne.

"Yes, he is one of the richest men in the part of the world he is known all around the business World and in the underworld." "Underworld?" "Yes, he is called python. The king of the underworld." "King of the underworld?" Mariam's eyes widened. "It's no wonder he is being so bossy and..." "Don't get it wrong Mariam." The Chairman raised his hand in dismissal. "Mr. Levi Freechild made the Underworld a great place and saved us all from the troubles of the other Dons." "Oh," Mariam mouthed. "Yes dear, Mr. Levi isn't bossy at all he is one of the most humble humans I have met".

Paul asked coldly, his eyes narrowing. "It used to be," I said softly. Paul stared at King. "He doesn't smell like Neratomay. But…he's not human either." "No," I said. "King was created in the Underworld. It makes him unique." "You mean he's a demon." Paul closed his eyes and shook his head. "Unbelievable." "He's not a demon," I said. "There's more to the Underworld than demons and evil spirits. We're not talking about heaven or hell. We're talking layers of this earth—layers that humans don't see."

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

Anticipation thrills through me as the last piece of my clothing is removed, and I turn, utterly naked in front of him, the King. Tai’s eyes are nearly unrecognisable, a dark shadow having passed over his irises, full of need and desire like nothing I’ve seen from him before. They pass over every part of my body, thorough in their exploration. I don’t flinch though, letting him look, a smile touching the corners of my lips. "I can't tell if this is a fever dream or not,” he murmurs. I run my hands over my hips. "It's just a naked body."