Semira Underworld Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You were able to get out.” “With the help of Gemma,” Sebastian answered. “It was underworld years later that we were finally able to escape. Like Liam, my sister was poisoned. She went into a coma that couldn’t be explained. My father was still very much alive. He had Gemma, an old friend of my mother’s, examine her and find out what was wrong. Gemma could sense darkness lurking around her. We soon found out that the portal to the underworld had been tampered with and it was somehow open. Darkness was roaming our territory. I went into the underworld to find my sister’s soul and return it to her body. Meanwhile, Gemma stayed behind so she can figure out how to seal the portal again.”

“Kill me. Just get it over with.” I walked forward again, crouched to his level, and whispered, “Then give me what I want, and maybe your death will be quicker.” He blinked, lips trembling, pain breaking through his mask. “There’s an underground path… beneath the southern watchtower. Sebastian has spies using it. I marked it with symbols only the seer could read. She comes every full moon.” Elara swore under her breath. “We’ve searched that area a dozen times.” “You searched the surface,” he said. “But there’s a way in through the riverbank—under the rocks.”

Fuck, I'd missed this. "The Underworld is broken down into regions," Dad began, gesturing with his hands as if drawing an invisible map. "The outer regions are what you might call our 'tourist attractions.' Anyone can visit, as long as they've got the juice to cross the boundary without turning into a crispy critter." Sebastian's eyebrows shot up. "Tourist attractions? In Hell?" I snorted. "Where do you think Vegas got its inspiration from?" Dad grinned. "Exactly. In those outer regions, you'll find the tamest stuff. Lust sects, gambling dens, a dash of minor violence – you know, to keep things interesting. It's all fun and games until you cross the River Styx."

After walking in an awkward silence toward the entrance to Tartarus, Samael speaks up once more, "So what did you mean by the main god?" I walked in silence for a little longer, taking in the rough terrain of Styx; instead of walking through the town which I was accustomed to, Samael wanted to walk the river trail. He wanted to see if Etir had spread throughout this part of the Underworld. I pinch my nose in frustration, not at Samael but at myself. Of course, Samael hadn't heard of the main Gods; even though he'd grown up in the Underworld, he was still mostly surrounded by people with powers like his own; he had no experience of what it was like for someone who wasn't born or shared DNA wi

A place filled with dangers, bloodthirstiness and terrifying and ice cold aura. This is... The Underworld. Where killers and criminals reside. Underworld, is a place as huge as continents itself, every continents has an Underworld. It is basically the other world that exists below the ground of our known society. The Underworld is not any different to the world above. Arinea Underworld is currently controlled by an Emperor of Wang Imperial Family, Wang Hou. Vendors are selling different kinds of things beside the road. And also big shops selling jewelries and clothes for women and different kinds of weapons for both men and women.

They all stood as Balthazar, and I stood together. "I will see all of you soon. Take care, and our home will always be open to you." "We love you, Imelda." My mother said. I gave her a tight smile before the black smoke and fire consumed us. I gripped Balthazar's hand as the night sky swirled around us. Our feet making contact with solid ground once again. When we arrived in the underworld, I was unsure what to expect, but it wasn't anything like this. The underworld wasn't rocks and everlasting flames or filled with the cries and screams of the dead. No, it was a vast city, lights, music and tall buildings reaching up the sky. It was something of a dream, something I had never seen before.

~051 Sera The skies over Geneva were overcast as the private jet touched down on the secluded airstrip nestled between two silent mountain ranges. Elodie stood near the cabin door, tablet in hand, eyes scanning a web of encrypted messages pulsing across her screen. "She's close," she murmured. "Signal matches coordinates from the Sera message. Underground. Swiss crypt architecture-obsolete, but highly secure." Mirabel joined her, adjusting the strap on her field bag. "Obsolete systems make excellent hiding places. Ghosts don't like light."

Crimson, everywhere the eyes could see was nothing but crimson. The burning blaze of the underworld painted the sky and the demonic creatures flew by cooing in their coarse vocals. This was the underworld, a place where demonic creatures ruled and in the far distance was a castle. The castle belonged to none other than Lilianith, the current queen of the underworld and the queen of devils. “Mi'lady you have a call from your sister.” The servant of the castle addressed Lilianith who was sitting on her throne playing with the skulls that laid beneath her feet.

Ace conceded before giving his attention to Jericho and me, "It's good to see you guys have finally pulled your heads out of your asses. How does the fresh air smell?" "Fuck off," Jericho scowled at his brothers, "what's in the cooler?" "A gift," Gunnar handed over the cooler to Jericho who had confusion riddling his features. He held the red container with one arm and proceeded to open the lid with his free hand. The moment the lid cracked open a foul stench bombarded my senses. Out of morbid curiosity, I edged closer so I could see what exactly gave off that unpleasant smell but what I saw had me gagging on bile which caught in my throat.

"In the hundreds and thousands of years that you've dwelled on this earth, how many times have you shown mercy? How many times did you listen to someone beg for their lives or the lives of their loved ones? How many humans did you consume who asked for the same mercy?" "We know the truth!" I yelled, concerned that we had to be swift since Paul had drastically limited our time. "Many of you know that Alexis, my First Lieutenant, and I were sent to the Underworld as punishment. But what you don't know is that while we were there we had a child. He was born in the Underworld. He is a seer like The First Mother, She-Who-Is-First!" It was becoming difficult to speak above the crowd because of the