Underdog Fantasy Headquarters Novels & Stories

Robert replied. The high beams cut through the dust on the road. Kat could see the drive was lined with thick trees. “It is going to be impossible to find Jude in here if he wonders off.” She glanced worried at Robert and back at the barbequed covered boy. “Don’t worry babe. There’s a gate around the property itself.” He rubbed her shoulder. “Well this isn’t creepy or anything.” Ray snarked. “Its only creepy because its dark RayRay. Things always look different in the dark. It’s just new, new always feels uncertain, until it’s not new anymore.” Kat smiled back at Ray through the rear view.

Wendy appeared swearing in the dining room. Her head was swollen like a pig. 'Ah..my training was worth it..' Emily sneered...'' Even after entering this body..not bad i have to exercise this body a little more..' "Emily what are you thinking.."Franklin asked. "Dad....emm....do you want to talk to me alone about something related to company??" As far as she remember...according to her and Henry's investigation, Daudet group is undergoing almost bankruptcy and wants a helping hand from another family..

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

After coaxing Amy back into her seat with a tender look, Leo turned toward the woman, his expression instantly exploding with rage. He grabbed her wrist and roared, eyes wide: “You say your eyesight is almost gone? You seemed to be walking just fine! If you don’t want to give up the seat, don’t make up excuses like that. Do you think we’d pity you? Do you even know who I am? In the entire New York underworld, who doesn’t give me some respect?” The surrounding guests began stepping forward to persuade them. “Madam, just forget it. He’s the Underboss of the Colombo family. Fighting him won’t end well.”

“Hello everyone, welcome to a place where we don't play by the rules .“ A grown man in white suit standing in the middle of the crowded thirsty old rich men announced. This is where desires rot and bloom…where all dirty human fantasies are traded like currency, and anything that happens here stays here . Well, unfortunately not today .. because , with my presence here .. everything that happens here can never stay here . This is one of the biggest underground pub and night club ever in the city . Owned by the YBA billionaire circle. The higher government and rich men who controls the city.

I asked, interrupting their conversation about what celebrities were considering fashion currently. “You will love it here. This is a place I found a long time ago. It is called the Underground. It is the one place where every creature can come to have fun without worrying about who is a vampire, werewolf, or whatever. There is a no-discrimination rule here. So, you won’t have to worry about being a hybrid.”

I slid my shrunk broom into my pocket and walked into the base of the organization I worked with before. It was not a normal organization. They call themselves ‘the guardians underworld’. Hypocrite people think they save the work but don’t work for free. They were composed of Vampires, witches, werewolves, and also human hunters. “Is that you, Z?” I turned and saw Tim with his usual bald self and caramel skin. “I want to have a word with the boss.” He looked tensed when I said that. “Where is he?” He pointed to his office, and I went straight there.

“Come on, Damien. You heard Gareth. We’ve got work to do.” I brushed the gravel off my mouth and stared after Rylan as he limped away. “Idiot,” I muttered under my breath. “Let’s ride out.” The sun was just starting to rise as we headed for the Long Island headquarters. The Shadow Fang Pack was built on dirty money, collections from every corner of the city. Mom-and-pop stores, shady landlords, gambling rings, even a few chain businesses that paid us to “stay protected.” We owned the underground of New York, and we were good at it.

Without a word, he pulled away from the estate and started the long drive to our destination. Once we hit the city, he guided the car through the streets to the darker side of town, where the street lamps always seemed to be malfunctioning, and pulled to a stop. My beta, wearing a hooded jacket and a face mask in the driver’s seat, put the car in park. “We’re here.” Undertow was one of the seediest bars in any supernatural territory. Technically, it was a neutral zone which meant that anything done here went under the Council’s nose so long as it didn’t bleed into Council-allied territories.