The Underground Man Novel Novels & Stories

He didn't expect the other party to be a human. "I'm a human. Are you very surprised?" The mysterious man smiled as he spoke. Caspian did not speak. Of course he was surprised. The human race and the demons of the underground world should be irreconcilable, like fire and water. But now, this human race was helping the demons to establish the underground world, and even creating a non-existent order! That's right. Order was simply out of place in the underworld. It shouldn't exist here. However, it just had to appear here.

Not only did they lose much of their humanity, but they turned to cannibalism. The fact that the New World Order prepared in advance for the effects the nuclear war would have on the planet’s surface and were able to clean it up to the point it was livable again in a relatively short period of time was fortunate for the poor and middle class who survived the toxic onslaught without or with little mutation. The cost of retreating to an underground haven that those ‘in the know’ managed to have ready was astronomical and something only the wealthy could afford. It was this fact that made me curious about my mother. We were far from wealthy before we were separated in battle so how did she ma

Chapter 494 Sir, I have a follow-up question for the previous one. Have you been able to visit the underground prison? What is the atmosphere like if you have been there? Thank you very much. JJ For the second time, I've entered the prison. Someone held my hand as I passed through the locked metal gates to the underground prison. There was no structure; only the ground had been dug for them to stay. It is truly horrifying that people who have committed no crime should face such punishment.

“Here I opened it! Put down the fucking gun—“ Suddenly, Sebastian shoves the man into the hatch, causing him to drop onto the wet, moldy floor. The man scrambled into a scream, but the area underground concealed his echoing scream. “Fuck man! Get me off here!” Sebastian could tell from his reactions that there was something in that basement that yielded that type of reaction. Soon after, he drops from the basement after dropping the ladder. As soon as he entered, he found rusted cells. Blood and chains sprawled across the floor.

As soon as they saw him, they stepped aside, pushing the door open. The first thing that hit them was the dust. Thick and heavy, it coated the air, making them cough as they stepped inside. The underground was nothing like they had imagined. The dim lighting cast eerie shadows over the vast room, revealing rows of towering bookshelves covered in cobwebs. The place smelled of age and decay, a forgotten relic buried beneath their feet for who knew how long. A strange feeling settled in Adrian’s chest as he moved forward, his boots crunching against the debris-covered floor. His fingers traced the spines of the books, the leather cracked and brittle beneath his touch.

Chapter 13 – Rumors in the Underground There were places in the city even the boldest werewolves didn’t go without backup. The Underground was one of them. Technically, it was a collection of decommissioned subway tunnels beneath the East District—abandoned decades ago after a chemical spill scared off the humans. But in the shifter world, it had a different name: No-Man’s Packland. Riley had only been there once before. That night ended with a broken rib and a threat scrawled on the back of her jacket in blood.

“Already on it.” Olana reached for my sleeve. “You’ll stop them, right?” I met her eyes. “No,” I said. “I’ll ruin them.” The underground market was hidden beneath the city’s ruins, buried in tunnels once used for war. We found it by nightfall. A crumbling stone archway concealed the entrance. Two guards waited, armed and bored. Magnus handed them gold coins without a word. “Enjoy the show,” one sneered. I nearly snapped his neck.

Parking in the underground parking lot, I slammed my door and walked away with my coffee and the folders I would need for today. Miller Inc. occupied three prime floors of this building owned by Sundown Towers. It was mainly used for managerial purposes, in other words, the most boring part of running a high-tech company. I ignored everyone I encountered as I walked to the elevator. The doors had just opened and I entered. A tiny man was about to join me when I shot him a glare. Even through my sunglasses my glare had the intended effect because he paused. “I'll just take the next one,” he told me and adjusted his knockoff Armani suit, looking anywhere but directly at me.

I pressed myself further into the shelf, stilling my breath. “Jakob didn't turn off the lantern!” the man hurried to the only source of lighting in the kitchen and turned it off, leaving me in the dark, and then he stumbled out of the kitchen. Exhaling, I stepped out of my hiding and with my sixth sense, gathered the rest of the items I needed and set out. The atmosphere of the underground was its usual ambiance; quiet and foreboding— the air smelled of mold and metal. Torches flickered in iron sconces as I scurried to a corner and crouched. I placed the incense burner on the wet floor and lit it!

"Someone like Manuel would never put himself in a position where he had no way to escape." I knew they were trying to make me feel better buy that honestly sounded even worse, because if Manuel planned for this outcome... Then what else had he planned for? "We found something!" a warrior suddenly yelled from a distance and everyone's attention snapped toward him immediately as he ran toward us breathing heavily. "There's some kind of tunnel underground," he muttered quickly. "Hidden beneath one of the buildings." Of course there was. Aries cursed under his breath before motioning forward. "Show me."