The Underworlds Queen Rj Kane Novels & Stories

Someone who knows what lurks beyond the towering mountains south of Moorn where that mythical river disappears into the mist, and the very reason I have to make these moves now, before it’s too late. Alpha King Kane has been making moves again. Slow, deliberate moves, but moves all the same. I don’t know what he wants, and I don’t care, but the image of the young queen dying at my mother’s feet in the ballroom has been seared into my mind since I was a child.

“The Phoenix Queen walks among us.” “I’m not here to impress you,” I said, brushing past them. “I’m here to stop the end of the world.” Council Chamber The chamber was cold, grand, and filled with eyes that measured my every step. “You trespass, Damian Gray,” one councilwoman said. Her name was Valri—half-fae, all attitude. “He’s with me,” I replied sharply. “And you should be more worried about the blood moon tearing a hole through reality than your petty politics.”

She wished Reyes could see the beauty in her shades of grey as he wanted her to see the reds, oranges and yellows of his sunset. "You see the colours?" he asked. "Si, Reyes, I see them through your eyes," she told him. He used her hair to tilt her head to the side and pressed the brand into her neck. She breathed deep, taking the pain into her soul, knowing Reyes had her. Siempre. Forever; the king and his scarred queen. END OF BOOK ONE

" That is also true. I'm actually so scared. I'm very sad I won't see what my beautiful son grows into. I just hope he lives a wonderful and happy life . I also hope he doesn't grow to get revenge." " There is something I didn't tell you my love. " " What's that honey ". "There are various beings in this world. There are vampires , werevolves, hybrids living with us". " You are very funny my love" Crystal said bursting with laughter," I understand you're trying to make me smile baby ,thank you very much . But don't you vampires and werevolves is a little far?". "I really mean it my love, they really do exist. The reason why Richard is so powerful isn't only because he's in the mafia , but al

“I have to go check on something in Acheron. I’ll leave you here to get ready.” I said, smiling down at Katrina as we stopped at my bedroom door. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” Katrina asked as she ran her fingers through her beautiful blond hair. “It’s official business within the underworld kingdom. I can’t take you with me until you’re legally considered the Queen of the underworld.” I lied, hoping she wouldn’t be able to tell.

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.

He was the king of the corporate and underworld spheres—a ruthless billionaire whose single word could destroy entire conglomerates overnight. He was known for two things: absolute, terrifying ruthlessness, and an icy hatred for women. In high society, everyone knew that any woman who dared to get within three feet of Brandon Blackwood would be thrown out into the street by his guards. Nicole’s eyes lit up with wild, greedy ambition. If I can catch Brandon Blackwood's attention, Nicole thought greedily, completely forgetting Dane beside her, I won't just be a high-society wife... I'll be the queen of the entire country!

My voice rises slightly in surprise at his voluntary surrender. “There is no need to fight. My time has come. The hands of fate have already foretold my death. There is nothing that I can do to save myself now. So, I welcome death with open arms. One day we will meet again Avalon, Princess of St Leger, daughter of Oona St Leger, Wife of Lucas Caine, Queen of the Underworld. I wonder, by the time our paths cross, will you have gained any more titles to add to your already full string?” His eyes follow my movements as I rise from me chair, a ball of fire in my hand. “I wish you well Lucifer Caine, King of the Underworld.” I say before I step forward and launch the flames towards him. The ball

I say, even though my heart is racing now. "I am Nyxara. How dare you speak to me like that?" Nyxara's voice booms through the bathroom, echoing off the tiles like thunder trapped in a box. Her hair floats like living smoke, black tendrils curling towards the ceiling. "I am Nyxara," she snarls again, her lips peeling back to reveal fangs that weren't there a second ago. "Queen of the Underworld. Sovereign of Irkalla. Mother of shadows and end of light."

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.