Novel & Cerita The Queen Of The Underworld

"Didn't you know? It's Elvira! She's the current Queen of the Underworld in South Ilyria. They call her the Dark Rose! She's gorgeous but also highly capable!" "Oh my God, is she really here? I'm obsessed with her!" Vincent halted the second he heard that name. It was a name that was carved into his very being. His gaze followed the noise to a massive advertisement hanging over a support column across the hall. The woman on the poster was none other than Elvira. For a moment, he felt like he had taken a brutal blow to the heart. The sudden ache took his breath away for a second. He stood rooted there, eyes locked on her poster. There was no one else in his sight but her.

“I almost did.” “Please, Leon. She was just messing with you. Concubae are selfish, cruel, bitches. She was using your attraction to her to distract you. And it worked.” Another man spat angrily. I grinned. Sounded like my type of woman. Over the last couple months, I’d heard bits and pieces about the demon queen. All the incubi who trekked through the forest did was complain about how she’d stolen their king and made him weak. Turned him against them. Part of me wished I could’ve met this queen, but she’d died fighting. Like a true warrior.

My mind was still reeling from finding out I was a Eulalia. How could I be a queen? I barely knew anything about being a succubus and even less about being a siren. I wasn’t even dangerous like Madison or Ford. I wasn’t big and commanding like the Vasili. Plus, I had to follow their orders. How could I be a queen if I could be commanded by another ruler?

Because I am dangerous and can end your life with the snap of my finger ,I heard a voice behind me and my body got frozen. "Who .....are.....you... and... what....do....you...want...from...me ,I stuttered wondering how the person got into my car. "I am Queen Cora Goddess of the underworld and you have just messed with someone very important to me ," she said now in the front seat, her face visible and it was one of the women Naunet spoke to at our wedding. "Please I don't know you and I don't know what you are talking about but please don't hurt me .

After the deal was made, Odette had informed her that the soul in question was now owned by Aidoneus in the underworld. A place that has earned a scary reputation, but had never been proved wrong due to no one being able to successfully travel there and back. Anyone who attempted usually disappeared as was never seen again. Though she was nervous about this quest, she was not going to let that be known. Not to her family, not to Isabel and certainly not to Odette. With her sword in its sheath, her shield attached to her back, and a satchel full of equipment slung over her shoulder, she was certain that nothing could go wrong.

The crown of the underworld was beginning to crack again — not from war, but from revelation. And somewhere deep inside her, a whisper answered: “If they want a queen of ruin… I’ll show them what it means to kneel before fire.”

"That's your name, and you be proud of it!" Alexis' chuckled softly. "I'm King of the Underworld." King smiled broadly. "My mama is a queen, and my papa is a king, just as many of you are. A little girl created the kings and queens, and she was so powerful that she could speak to the spirits of the Underworld. Her name was Lapis Abasi Eze—but you know her as She-Who-Is-First…" ~*~ There was nothing but quiet while King told his story. Afterwards I could see that everyone—Vampire and Supernatural alike, wanted to gravitate to my son but the Neratomay needed to return to their lairs before the sunrise.

I murmured, half asleep, smiling against his ribs, warm all the way through. "My queen," Malik said, quiet, into my hair, like a thing he'd known for a long time and had only now earned the right to name. "My queen of chaos. If you'll have the crown. If you'll take a gray careful kingdom and a man who's still learning how to be a person and a whole city full of people who used to be ordered to fear you, and stand next to it all, not under it, and make it yours too." I lay very still against him, and felt the enormous thing his voice was circling, and decided, being who I was, to make him work for the shape of it.

It leads to these people. It leads to a city that does not officially exist, where the moon is closer than it should be and the half-blood underground is building something the pack registry has no category for, and a woman in a second-floor apartment in the western quarter is sitting with a wolf-gold warmth in her eyes that she has not felt in sixteen years. It leads here. And here, I think, walking home in the Silver Hollow afternoon beside the man who is staying because it is wanted, is exactly where I am supposed to be.

I said as she smiled, dragging me up to help me dress up. "I want it to be like fate, I want a love that will sweep me off my feet. Like in stories. Mysterious handsome bloodsucker who only wants to change because of me," Selene explained with a weird expression. Her eyes closed as she imagined it. Both I and Zoey looked at each other concerned. "You are living in a fantasy world, wake up," Zoey said. I couldn't help but chuckle as they both turned to look at me. "Mysterious bloodsucker? What is he? Vampire or Werewolf?" I asked amused as I chuckled more.