Underdog Fantasy Headquarters の小説・ストーリー

Evelynn POV Maddox drummed his fingers on the table, the heavy rings clicking against the wood. “You really want to know who we are, sweetheart? Fine.” “We’re brothers,” he said. “Not all by blood -but by patch. Ironfang isn’t just a pack, it’s a club. Our land’s out west, behind chain link and barbed wire, old factory grounds turned fortress. Bikes lined up shoulder to shoulder, oil stains on the concrete, and our colors on every wall. That’s our headquarters. That’s where we run things. That’s where outsiders learn quick if they’re friend or prey.”

Our pet. It would only be temporary, for her protection. Spader will be coming for her. He can’t stand to be laughed at, especially by humans. We need to get to her first. I'm protecting her with all I have. She. Is. Mine. Later, we’re at the Rock House, the Underground’s on-campus headquarters and dormitory. Four attached towers in a square, covered in polished stones, with a courtyard in the middle, and a rose garden. It’s outright medieval. The Underground only takes members of either highly creative or highly intellectual abilities and pursuits. Artists of all mediums, drama majors like Fleming and I, musicians like the Phantom, dancers, singers, writers, poets, a few philosophy majors,

Which was why the email sitting in her inbox made her stomach twist. Subject:Urgent – New Client: Julian Cross From: Richard Whitaker Eden, Julian Cross, owner of Obsidian Holdings, has requested you personally for a sensitive contract review. This is a high-value client. Meeting is scheduled for tomorrow at 7:00 p.m. at his penthouse. He prefers discretion. Be prepared. — Richard Eden stared at the screen for a long moment. Julian Cross. She had heard the name before. He was a wealthy, reclusive businessman who owned several high-end properties and nightclubs across the city. Obsidian was the most well-known — an exclusive, members-only club that carried a certain reputation in certain circ

Making full eye contact with the demon across the table from me, I formed the words, “What do I have to do?” “Get onto a boat and go somewhere no one has successfully gone in at least 80 years. You will act as an interpreter for the expedition. Upon the completion of the expedition and your arrival home it will be something that you will never be allowed to speak of to anyone. If you do a bullet to the back of your head is the best of circumstances that you could ask for in consideration of all the other things that might be done to you instead. In short, if you do your part thorough and stay quiet, we will see to it that your parents get to stay on in their new fantasyland and that you get

He had this biker look going on with his dad bod covered in a leather outfit to match what was going on in his joint. No one really owns the Underground Place. It's just an unused basement of an old building that was discovered by one of the regulars. But if there was anyone who can claim to own it, it would be Old George. He manages this place and keeps the place running. He made the rules and ensures that they were enforced. "You know it." I smirked, grabbing a paper and pen. "That's right, make me some money, boy!" He yelled over the loud cheers of the rough men in the audience.

This ins't about getting paid, it's about respect. Stepping into her space, I lower my face and glower at her. I know she's chomping at the bit to get Tate in the most dangerous, profitable fight there is. The Underground. The CEO of The MFC has an underground ring, a secret society if you will. Only certain people know about it, and they're those of extreme wealth. Mafia, congress, celebrities. The fights aren't like the ones on TV, they have no rules inside the ring, and are often set on an unfair advantages. They place bets on who they think will win, and if it's not entertaining enough they up the stakes and things gets bloody. Thomas knows about it, so I'm sure he's told Debs about it.

His thumb strokes slowly, like a warning disguised as affection. We turn a corner, and then I see it. HELL UNDERGROUND . A club I’ve only heard about in whispers, late-night horror stories, rumors from flight attendants, stories so wild people swore it wasn’t real. A place where the rich go to sin. Where people disappear into back rooms and come out changed. Where the wrong look can get you dragged into a basement you’ll never leave. And now? I think I’m married to the owner.

He merely sat there, listening to their conversation, and smiled faintly. When they had finally finished talking about everything, he said, “We’re here because we’ve got some questions, Grandpa.” Jeffrey was surprised and looked at him. “What is it?” He asked, “Have you heard of the Underworld Palace?” Nodding, Jeffrey said, “I have. They’re one of the three major powers. The other two were the Black Den and the Inferno Alliance. What about them?” Elliot smiled in response. That saved him the trouble of explaining the fundamentals. “Exactly. Kyle is the leader of the Underworld Palace. He had never exactly been discreet. I heard that he snatched a lot of wealthy folks and made them sign some

How was he even to start, when they were both in different countries? They have tried so many different doctors to no avail. This time, as their reputation spoke for itself, Fairfield Teaching Hospital promised them of a genius doctor who could cure numerous diseases. He was counting on this doctor desperately. This is because, from the look of things, Alexander felt his job was on the line if he couldn't solve this problem. The Dragon Lord of the underground world had been ferociously kicking most of the employees of Shaw Corporations out of the company. After thinking things through for a while, Alexander suggested. "Boss, why don't we continue trying other doctors until this one arrives?

Prof Heather said and started to discuss her first lesson. "For today's lesson we will talk about the four kingdoms of the underworld. The first one is Witherian Valley, The kingdom of witches and warlocks. They rule for 400 years in that valley. They make potions, spell and battle weapons. The ruler of that kingdom is King Edison and Queen Venice princess anica and prince harley's parents. The second one is Prawlian Valley the kingdom of the wolf pack. They rule that valley for 500 years until now. They have the most powerful warriors in the realm. The kingdom was ruled by their Alpha Jake Nickolaidas. Prince Pierce's Father. The third one is Crimson Valley. The kingdom of the Vampires. The