Under Currents A Novel Novels & Stories

The world beneath the water wasn't cold. It burned. Alessia's scream vanished into the liquid light as it dragged her downward. Her body convulsed, limbs flailing, but the more she struggled, the tighter the current coiled around her like invisible hands. Flashes of red and white swirled in her vision.. blood, moonlight, and something ancient. Her chest tightened, she couldn't breath. The pressure crushed her ribs until her thoughts began to slip away.

I ate, slept, and worked around Aurelia Heights, running on almost no rest for over ninety days. For the sake of confidentiality, I had told everyone I was doing delivery work. Even Claire had no idea I was actually on an undercover operation. “I didn’t forget. I just finished my last order. I’ll be there soon.” Twenty minutes later, I walked into the private dining room carrying two bottles of premium single-malt Scotch I had bought on the way. There were seven or eight people inside. Besides Claire and her parents, a heavyset middle-aged man sat in the seat of honor.

"You want me too, don't you? This afternoon, when you caught me watching—what were you doing with your hand under that desk?" She flashed that wicked grin again, her perfume intoxicating. I couldn't exactly tell her I'd been playing with her daughter. So I played along. "Rough day. I just... let off some steam looking at you." She laughed, low and throaty. "Oh yeah? Well, now I'm right here in your arms. Don't you want to really let off some steam?" She peeled off my shirt, revealing my chest. That's when I saw it. Through the crack in the doorway, Jean was hiding behind the door, watching us. Her hand was moving between her legs.

I don't usually put content alerts but I thought it would be a good idea to include one here. This chapter may contain triggering content! There is abuse and hintings of rape. Please read at your own discretion. • • • The air was wonderful against my face. We were seated on the roof of an abandoned building with the magnificent skyline before us. Tonight had been a bust. Sure I'd been able to make enough to pay off the rent but I could still feel the strong fingers clutching my arm like a vice.

For the record, she killed 40+ people already, thereby making a name for herself and ruling the underworld which belonged to him in the first place. He badly wants to meet the stealer of his spotlight. He finished smoking the weed and disposed the stub before stepping into the jungle, the smell of oak oozing from him. The moonlight shone brightly on his dark tats, beautifying his bulgy muscles. He opened the creaky door and went in, meeting total darkness, but something feels weird immediately... The ground beneath him. He looked down to see he's standing on a cracked spot, and before he could move, the spot crumbled down, and he fell from the room to another room, the concretes falling on h

"Are you sure it's okay for me to enter the club even though it wasn't opening hours yet?" Li Na was looking around the underground basement of Luna—trailing behind Larissa. They get to talk a lot while they are having a meal and they get to share some of their common hobby which is reading. They found out they both like the same authors and Larissa insisted on letting her borrow some of her books.

I clutched my daughter tight, her tiny form acting like a living radiator, her soft glowing light showing the damp brick walls as we passed. Two hours felt like forever as we crawled through that forgotten maze under the city. These weren’t the tourist hallways, not even close. They were the old smuggler routes, the blood-paths of the Lycan underworld that humans never mapped. Eventually, Silas led us to a massive rusted iron door hidden behind a waterfall of storm runoff. “The Undercity,” Marcus breathed, and when Silas entered a complex manual override code the air changed, like the place itself was holding its breath.

One was happy to get his baby girl in his life and trying to keep her with him while other was sad in this force marrige and always thinking to run away. Alexander kisses her forehead and leaves her. Luna again looks at lake. She sees different fishes are caged in that lake .If the fishes tries to come out of the water they will die . They are not free as they were in the natural lakes or seas or oceans. Like this , Luna is also caged in Alexanders life. If she tries to go away from his life , she didnt knew what will he do. She will not get a freedom and have to live a life like how Alexander wants.

Englewood fellow. My next source is a much more pleasant visit. He’s a higher-class citizen of the Underworld, obviously still a criminal because everyone here is unless they’re slaves. He always dresses quite dapperly with a suit or some nice button-up dress shirt with khaki pants. Nothing as fancy as the highborns up top with all their lacy shit, but nicer than most citizens down here. Despite my reputation, he always chooses to do our business at his house. It’s a really nice place compared to many of the broken-down, shabby neighborhoods built on ledges of hardened soil that are beginning to topple over. I don’t like drawing attention, so I live in one of those shabbier neighborhoods in

The violence. The fear moving through the currents. By the time the kingdom comes into view, chaos has already begun. The underwater city glows faintly with faint light. Beautiful towers of coral and crystal rise from the ocean floor. But tonight… Flames of strange dark magic burn through the streets. Creatures I don’t recognize move through the water like shadows. And soldiers are fighting everywhere. My heart grows heavy at the sight. They came for my kingdom. They came for my children. “Evelessa,” Cassain says sharply.