Maya Underworld Novels & Stories

I draw it out from behind my back. He nods once, then pulls me into a deep, possessive kiss that leaves both of us breathless. “I agree with Alex,” he says gruffly. “Don’t be late.” Later – The Underworld Cloaked in invisibility, I enter the Underworld. Normally, I like this place. The Underworld has always gotten a bad rap—especially from Christianity, which tends to equate it with Hell. But it’s more nuanced than that. There are three primary zones:

“Wait, is this not Underworld? I asked, pointing at the floor. “No, silly.” she said, shaking her head and chuckling, “If this truly had been the Underworld, you would have been scared out of your wits. For the Underworld is a treacherous place, full of danger and despair. The very ground beneath is scorching hot, with lava-like molten fire that we call the Hellfire. It is a place few dare venture, and even fewer can survive.” My heart plummeted as my eyes widened in shock.

The symbols Maya had painted glowed so bright I had to shield my eyes. "She's coming," Maya said quietly. "The Mother Below. She's going to introduce herself. I suggest you don't shoot her. It would be very, very unwise." The floor exploded upward. Concrete and steel and the organic material that had replaced them all tore apart. Something massive rose from the depths. It took several seconds for my brain to process what I was seeing. A wolf. A woman. A goddess. All three and none of them.

"Lords of the Underground Black Angel, Samael, Bringer of death, the venom of God Lady of the succubus, oh divine Lilith, The first wife of Adam, Lucifer's bride. Hear the Call! Give us access To the caves of the Underground, Let us look for one of your creation! A succubus demon named Nadir..." Almost simultaneously, their minds wandered to the Underworld, in search of Miguel's beloved. It was as if they put on the virtual reality goggles and entered the world of an RPG game with the plot set in Hell. Everything was so realistic you could really feel as if you had come down to the Underworld, even though they were still sitting in Miguel's living room. Each of them focused on not overlookin

"You're saying… you killed the Underworld's Alligator-Turtle?" Omar gulped with great difficulty. Another person chimed in, "That level three monster… hidden in the dangerous Lost Soul River?" Maya also gasped, and she widened her eyes, staring at Caspian, "The Underworld's Alligator-Turtle… that's surrounded by a group of the Armor-Breaker Fishes?" Even though Xander thought it was shocking, he pondered for a moment before saying,"I am not doubting you, but the news is astonishing."

"Can you destroy it?" "I can rewrite it," Maya corrected, a dangerous smirk playing on her lips. "I share his DNA. I am a master key. But I cannot do it from this tower. If I initiate a hostile override, he will trace the hack and send an army of Vanguard Ghosts to our exact location. The tower is in the middle of a populated city. The collateral damage would be catastrophic."

Hence I can create and environment for them to take roots, and from then on, I can just controlled their actions, it was as simple as that, beside, I am not going to pretend to be nice that there were apart of Aeternum government that is also not that very positive, and to have Underworld in my control, all the shady things can be done through this channel. “There is nothing that is going on in Underworld that we don’t know from now on….and it was safe to say, that our underworld influence has already find it’s way to expand to other nation as well….thanks to the Countess Mira Sheerwood Yulga recently….our influence had already started to take root in Visma Nation…”.(Vice Director Matriarch

Maya and Vishous were madly in love with each other. Mostly because of the satisfaction they received from their various s*x adventures. Both of them were werewolves. Maya was a beautiful nineteen year old girl, turning twenty in a week. She was going to find her mate then. Everyone in werewolf world was supposed to find their mate once they were twenty years old. Maya was a little shy but adventurous when it came to sex. She was is personal s*x doll. A toy that he could lick and f**k however and whenever he wanted and she would still beg him for more.

"Do you have any idea what you've done? The power contained in those artifacts..." "Was never yours to take," Maya finished for him, her voice resonating with the combined essence of the freed dragons. "Just as the covenant was never yours to pervert." Through her expanded awareness, Maya could now see the full extent of the Order's operations, a global network of facilities similar to this one, each housing horrors justified in the name of human protection. With her mother's hidden pathways providing access, she began a systematic dismantling of the infrastructure that had hunted her kind for centuries.

she says lazily. My blood chills. No, no, please don’t... don’t you fucking dare. I shake my head fast and hard, urging her not to do this. Mark turns toward her. “What does that mean?” She smirks and leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “You’re still hoping to make money from the street? That’s old news. There are apps now. Daddies Kingdom, Daddies Underground, Sugar Babies, Domme Kingdom.” Mark squints, confused. “Can you say that in simple fucking terms?”