Underdog Fantasy Headquarters Novels & Stories

To our left, ancient olive trees stood like gnarled sentinels and their leaves seemed to reflect the silvery moonlight. We got closer to the gates and Miguel slowed his pace. He didn't look at me, his gaze was fixed on the security cameras nestled in the stone pillars ahead and his voice took on different weight. "Forget everything you think you know about street thugs and back-alley deals, Alejandro," Miguel said softly. I could not help but process what he must have meant by that. Instinctively my own pace slowed. "The men behind these gates don't call themselves 'Mafia.' They are the Guardiani del Codice—the Guardians of the Code."

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This

Turning my back to look at him i said. "Alyssa" He nod. "You just move here huh?" i ask, leaning on the wall watching him while also wrapping my hand with my the wraps. He keep quiet since it's more of a statement than a question. "You do boxing?" He ask me. "Yea,do u?" I ask out of curiosity. "I'm a street fighter" Now i'm more curious. "Do u still fight now?" I raised my eyebrows in question. "I just put my name on a fighting place called 'underground' here 4 days ago"

It was made to the shooting animals and then, slowly shooting humans on the way. Because of the harsh competition among his own adoptive sons who wanted to take over his place, we the adoptive brothers were always trying to win against each other. It took me a long time and effort to win all of them and gain a place that I am on today. Eagle, the name whole Underworld know but the face which is still unknown to the world. Secret and the hidden identity are the major characteristics of the Underworld. We can not risk ourselves to the world who are ready to handover us to the cops as soon as they find all about us.

“That is what I shall call you henceforth because I can see that you are a combination of Erin and Edvana who are both Lunas. And as for your first question, I believe I have already answered that. My brother is a weakling who does not deserve the position he now occupies, and I am ready to take over from him and enter into my destiny as the supreme leader of the werewolves. I mean, look at me, am I not fit to be a Prime Alpha?” She wasn’t sure if that was a rhetorical question, but she chose not to answer it. “What is this place?” She asked instead. “This is one of the perks of being a powerful being like me,” he said proudly. “I can create any reality I choose with the help of my trusted f

“Dad!” Caterina hugged her father to express her happiness. She was very happy when he finally regained consciousness. His fever had also started to reduce. “Where are we? Did we escape?” Dante got up to sit. He stared at the room that seemed so unfamiliar. His brow furrowed, his eyes narrowed as he felt the glare of the lights. Caterina shook her head softly. “This is Marco's headquarters.” “Marco's headquarters?” Dante repeated the phrase. He looked even more confused. Shouldn't they be in confinement if this was really Marco's headquarters? Why were they in such a luxurious room?

Sarah muttered, rolling his eyes. Favour adjusted his glasses. “I’m going to sleep for a week. Maybe two and never read any book that has to do with zombies again.” “Boring,” Justin said with a grin. “Me? I’m hitting up the biggest buffet in town. And I’m not leaving until they roll me out.” “You’d be doing that even if there wasn’t a zombie apocalypse,” Collins quipped, earning a round of laughter. Jeff smiled faintly. “I just want to see my family again.”

twenty-five acres of land with a massive five stories mansion built at the center surrounded by concrete fences with guards. Three years ago, when Ethan Hawke got chosen out of hundred men applying to be a servant in the house of Harrison Rider, one of the most powerful business tycoons in the country, he thought this was going to be a piece of heaven because the pay being offered was incredible, ten times better than what he could make at his old job and more, plus free meals and living quarter.

Leonard assured him. "Stunners are two a penny in my world. All of them relentlessly ambitious." "That might be so in L.A., but this is home time in Australia, remember? Look, Favour's sister is something else." "Something else like what?" asked Collins with a confused look on his face. His derisive tone earned a chiding shake of the head.