Underdog Rise Novels & Stories

Jamela held a mischievous smirk on her face before delivering her own ultimatum. "What's in it for me?" She tried bargaining. "Well, I could avoid ripping your throat out," I threatened. "Fair enough. Such a dick," she grumbled. "What was that?" I asked knowingly. "Oh, nothing. What do you want to know about them?" She asked sitting on the ground out of sight. "Everything," I answered. "Well, their leader is a she-wolf. From what I heard, she's pretty badass. She's sort of my hero. Somebody needs to show these male munz-watcher lady gongoozlers how it's done!" She dramatically stated. "Interesting choice of words. What else?" I asked impatiently. "Okay, okay! I heard she's after vengeance. I

He had gone through hell to bring Aidan here, hoping to win it all in one move and take over as head of the Rhodes family. Old and weak? Not a chance. After all, Aidan was ranked fifth on the Underworld Index. His strength was at its peak; even Tiana had nearly fallen under his hand. How could anyone say he was washed up? "It wasn't Aidan who failed. It was us who underestimated Andrew!" Kenny growled, his hatred burning hotter with every word. Back in Jayrodale, he had taken a humiliating slap from Andrew just because it was not his turf. He had swallowed that loss because he had no other choice.

We trailed through dense woods, crossed a shallow creek, and eventually reached a narrow dirt road where, miraculously, an Uber driver was willing to pick us up—though he stared at us like we’d crawled out of a grave. I told him to stop a few yards before the house. Once the car rolled to a halt, I stepped out and tossed a wad of cash through the window. He sped off without a word. “Rude,” Alejandro muttered. My brows furrowed. “What?” “That was rude,” he repeated. “Seriously. You just threw money at him.” “I didn’t see him complaining.” “Of course not. Not with *that* face.” I stiffened. My face? What about my face? Dirt? Blood? Sweat? Something more embarrassing?

Endless rejections from institutions that refused to fund research led by an omega woman. I endured it all. I pushed myself past exhaustion, past doubt, past fear, until my hands trembled constantly and my body ached even in rest. When no one would back me, I founded my own company. When no one believed in my vision, I became my own investor. And I succeeded. I created something no one else could. A chemical that didn’t merely suppress rogue madness but reversed it entirely. Today was supposed to be the day the world finally saw me as more than just an omega. I was already on my way home to prepare for the ascension ceremony when my phone vibrated beside me.

Logan, my status and even my future. Even when Logan obsessed over her like a lunatic, I had tolerated it because I thought I was still the one in control. Antoinette had encouraged that too. I did everything as she guided. The ritual, the sacrifices.. And she promised me that I would rise stronger than everyone. That Celina and her unborn child would die as the final offering. I had been ecstatic that it would make me untouchable. And all along, I had been nothing but cattle waiting for slaughter.

I turned and walked away, my heels striking the stone floor. “Remember this. Whoever I choose to lift can become an underboss. Whoever I choose to destroy can only end up as trash.”

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

Maximus moved with purpose, guided by a higher calling that transcended the immediate dangers. As Maximus traversed the labyrinthine paths, the people of Athena, stirred by the whispers of rebellion, began to rally. The discontent that had simmered beneath the surface found a voice, echoing through the narrow streets and hidden corners. The city, once paralyzed by fear, now pulsated with the rhythm of change. Maximus, a lone figure against the backdrop of an uprising, pressed on toward the heart of Athena. The hoodie, a shield against prying eyes, symbolized not only concealment but also the indomitable spirit of those who dared to challenge the oppressive rule.

“It can’t be three, and they would have to be elders.” It cannot be a circle, Tara thought, thinking of the images the spirit protector of her mother’s room had shown her. “So you mean to say we that we have a group of elders planning some sort of conspiracy?” Ella cut in. “It’s either that or the undying.” The three of them all gasped, turning to Alake. “The undying are mere legends,” Boma hissed. “No.” Alake shook her head, her face somber and grave. “They are real.”

I have a lot of wealth under me more than u can imagine and I can end ur life with just a snap of my finger so don't dare to mess with me cause the moment u do so u will be a dead person for sure and I am a man of my words. I have a mafia of my own. Even though my father has one I want to make my own all by myself. We are known as NIGHT KILLERS cause most of our missions are completed at night. We are the number one mafia in the world. My dad's mafia is number 2 known as DEADLY KNIGHTS There is also another mafia which is at number 2 but its leader is unknown and no one knows a thing about him, no information can be found about him no matter how much u try.