The Underworlds Queen Rj Kane Novels & Stories

“Haven’t you heard of the darkspire alpha curse? They never live past fifty. Ryker will get himself killed if he keeps this going.” My eyes widened. I didn’t know that, I hadn’t even heard about it by accident. My admiration for Queen Scarlett grew even more. “I’ll do my best to keep him safe,” I bowed, meaning every word. Thank goodness I met up with her! I can’t imagine what would have happened if Ryker had gotten in trouble, or worse, executed if we had failed. “Good.” “Thank you, my Queen.” “Also,” she added, turning to face me. “Be careful. You and Ryker. There has been a cosmic shift. I can feel it. Someone who is not supposed to exist walks amongst us.”

Others remain frozen, as if movement alone might shatter what little control remains. “She cannot be given,” one of them murmurs. “She must not,” another agrees. But none of them offer solutions. None of them offer salvation. Because they know what I know. Without his aid This kingdom will fall. Village by village. Life by life. Until nothing remains. I close my eyes briefly. And for the first time in years I do not see maps. I do not see borders. I see Kiana. Laughing in the gardens. Running barefoot across stone.

She tried to roll, to run, to escape—but another strike sent her sprawling onto the forest floor. Her strength ebbed with every passing second. Branches scraped her face, her chest heaving, her blood soaking into the dark soil beneath her. Somewhere close, in the underbrush, rustling. Not Aaron. Not entirely. Whimpers and low voices—controlled, deliberate, not panicked. Something, someone, was watching. Louise’s vision blurred. Her body refused to respond. Pain and exhaustion pulled her toward the edge of consciousness. The last thing she saw before darkness claimed her was the gleam of teeth in the moonlight and the shadows of something moving closer through the forest.

“Next you’ll say you’re communing with the spirits of sweaty warriors past.” I placed a dramatic hand over my heart. “You mock me, but I’m manifesting. One day, I’ll live in a castle with silken sheets and gold floors that clean themselves. There’ll be no mopping. Just gowns. And my prince charming will bring me breakfast in bed.” “Selene,” Liora deadpanned, “you’re an omega in Moonbane Pack, not a Disney princess.” “Yet,” I said, wagging my mop handle at her. “Y-e-t.”

They speak of lycans as superior not because it is true—but because superiority requires an enemy. Rogues are convenient. Riley is inevitable. And when she is finally forced into the open—when her child’s existence can no longer be hidden—the contrast will do the work for me. A Queen who stayed. A woman who ran. A sanctioned heir. A wild one. Kael will not choose. He will fracture. And in that fracture, the realm will harden into exactly the shape the Council desires. Order without mercy. Law without love. A crown that does not hesitate.

"I don't want Aiden to be the next alpha and his coronation is fast approaching. If he becomes the alpha, then what becomes of me and my son? I didn't come this far with you to be pushed over!" Adjusting lightly in his seat, "seat tight because we are about to enter a really bumpy road. And with that he sped faster." Julia gripped the car seat tightly and closed her eyes as Adam continued to speed away. They soon reached their destination. They both highlighted from his car and Julia looked around in awe. Adam has really transformed the place from how it was 20 years ago. Their hideout, which is underground, looked more like a pack but filled with soldier's training.

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In us and knew we would lead this kingdom into a new era. "It's strange, isn't it?" Imelda asked as she took up a spot beside me. "What is?" I asked, turning to look over at her. She looked ever the Queen of the Underworld, even with her puffy eyes and reddened nose. The fire reflected in her emerald green eyes. She turned to me, the corner of her lip tipping upwards. "All of this, me being Queen of the Underworld. Balor ruling the human realm. Nesrin returns stronger than ever after the hell she endured and becoming the lead healer in Gardenia. Father leaving us to join mother in Valhalla. And now you are getting to rule the realms."

The man's huge body slammed in the ground with a loud thud. "WOOOH." "QUEEN FROST." "QUEEN FROST!" Deafening shouts of the crowd bombarded inside the arena. The crowds went crazy as the huge man lost its consciousness. "Wow! The crowd's getting wild. That was a good yet not-so-brutal fight, do you agree?" The Announcer said. "YES." "Frost indeed is the Queen of the Underground Arena. Black Reaper vs. Queen of the Underground Arena, Frost. The winner of this fight is none other than, FROST."

Just as quickly, she smoothes out her features and sits back down. “No more games Ruthless, tell me why you are here or I’ll have you removed.” “There’s a demon walking around pretending to be the Demon King. This demon has killed the Queen of the wolves in search of..” I pause, debating whether I should mention the key. In the end I decide to leave that part out. “We’re not sure what the demon is searching for.” She raises one perfectly manicured eyebrow at me. “And?” She leans back into her seat, feigning ignorance. “What does any of that have to do with me?” She asks me in challenge.