King Of Underworld Novel Novels & Stories

“Marry me Giselle.” He breathes into my neck. “I can't, you belong to another Romero.” I whisper. Giselle Gilmore, a girl whose past has been turned upside down in a life of crime and violence gets involved with Romero De La Rosa, the most feared and powerful Mafia Lord and becomes too attached to his daughter Lauryn De La Rosa. When she gets a chance to reunite with the family, a long time family alliance made with another Mafia family engaging Romero De La Rosa to another woman in marriage appears and any bridge of the arrangement will lead to the biggest war ever witnessed in the underworld. Will Romero De La Rosa bend backwards to the underworld rule or will he fight for his love.

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 leg on his chest as he bowed while removing her heels gently.

“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.”

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.

"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.

Still, I felt very happy right now, and I no longer cared about anything else, not even Rocco or Emilia. I heard how miserable life was for them. Rocco ended up dying alone in a rented place, still clutching a photo of me. As for Emilia, she was found dead on a street filled with other homeless people, having overdosed on drugs. The two of them were just obstacles in this game of life. If they wanted to play with me, they should've considered whether or not they could keep up with me in the first place. After all, I was the real queen in this game and in life.

But beneath its ordinary surface, everyone who belonged to the underworld already understood the truth. Bradley Castellano was no longer searching, no, he was hunting. And when the King of the Italian Mafia entered hunting season… The entire underworld held its breath, because everyone knew one thing. Benjamin Harrington was no longer the predator but he had become the prey. —--------------------------------------------------------------------

His name was Kolta, a distant cousin of Kiona. Next came the old king of the minority shifters. He was a were panther with eyes full of wisdom but he was younger than Darryl. The king of the underworld was the oldest, fifty years older than Darryl but they both looked around the same age since they are both immortals. The king of the underworld also known as the king of demons was the only demon that could leave the underworld freely. He signed a pact with the rest of the council to keep his subjects solely in their domain since they were too destructive to live with other creatures on Earth.

Well, a slow painful death that just by thinking would send shivers down the bones. 'D' unexpectedly raised to the fame since four years back, they started with eliminating small gang's dealing with illegal weapons or drugs. Soon in the underworld they marked second, in less than three years. There are no conflicts between the first ranked underworld leader-Lu Feng a.k.a. King. Usually if anyone is a threat to our position, a human would eliminate the other, but here neither King nor Dark Lord are interested in fighting, no friendship, nor enemies.

He looked directly at Emily. "Now you're going to see it." The palace doors exploded outward. Darkness poured into the courtyard. It wasn't smoke. It wasn't magic. It was alive. It crawled across the walls. Across the ground. Up the towers. Then two enormous eyes opened inside it. Emily froze. "No." Kael grabbed her hand. "What is it?" Emily whispered: "The thing beneath the world." The man smiled. "The First King." The creature emerged. It was so enormous that its head nearly touched the ceiling of the underground realm.