Underworld: Awakening Eve Novels & Stories

His voice, which is normally resonant and wonderfully husky, is now guttural and strange. "Mine," he groans out again, then his face shifts. Literally. A muzzle starts to elongate out of his face. and I watch in frozen horror as his face morphs into that if a wolf. He opens his maw, and I scream. My eyes shoot open to Neela's face directly above mine. I let out a scream. She lets out her own scream. I let out another scream, and she screams again. "Girl, what is wrong with you?" I ask her, rubbing the bridge of my nose. I try to remember why I woke up screaming, but my mind is fuzzy.

But gods, the strength packed in those tiny bodies. Selene raised an eyebrow. “Alright, Luc. What’s going on?” I waved them to sit on the step below me. They obeyed, turning to face me like they knew the weight of what I was about to share. “First,” I said, “I wanted to talk to you about what’s happening across all the realms.” Selene frowned. “What do you mean, all realms? It’s just the underworld, werewolf, and human realms.” “That’s what I thought, too,” I cut in. “Until I heard about a vampire being seen in the underworld.”

Unbreakable. “Then let them come.” She pressed one final command on the Atlas interface. Deep beneath the estate Something ancient woke up. Massive steel doors began to open. Lights ignited across hidden underground hangars. Victor’s eyes widened. “Aurora” “What did you just activate?” Aurora’s lips curved slightly. “My father’s final contingency.” Outside, the ground beneath the estate trembled. And from the earth itself An army began to rise. For one heartbeat, the battlefield froze.

There was a commotion on the phones. “Queen Luna,” Chris said over Garrin’s phone. “The rogue said we’re at the entrance to the Underworld.” “The Underworld?” everyone whispered, eyes wide. Chris continued. “Once you enter the tunnels, there’s a compulsion to keep going to the deepest part—the abyss—and then you can never leave. He said Tartarus has the Valkyries now, and only the power of a god can release them.” “No one else go into the tunnels,” Thea said immediately.

"There's no one else in my heart right now." On the night of the full moon. The wolf sacred ground by the sea was decorated as if in a dream. Silver moonlight spilled onto the ocean's surface, shimmering. I wore a silver-gray gown. The pack elders stood in a circle. Ethan stood opposite me, his eyes gentle and steadfast. "Under the witness of the Moon Goddess, do you accept this bond?" the elder officiating the ceremony asked. "I do," Ethan said. "And you, Selena?" I took a deep breath, looking at the man who, over the past three years, had never disappointed me.

As the recently chosen Protector, I knew I had to show power and unity, even though I had doubts inside. Just as I was about to call the meeting to order, Asher's team returned. They are half-carried, half-dragged a wild-eyed werewolf between them. “We caught him near the border,” Asher reported. “He keeps babbling about something called 'the awakening.'” The captured werewolf's eyes rolled wildly, focusing on nothing. “It comes,” he muttered, his voice raspy and strained. “The awakening… the old powers… returning…” Then he collapsed, unconscious.

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.

Blood Awakening Chapter 18: Say it, Mari In the darkness, two pairs of silver eyes glimmered like a pale full moon, staring at them intently, burning them like the fires of hell. Their hearts went wild and the pounding is ringing non-stop. “I can take these two,” Sebastian uttered arrogantly, full of self-confidence and ready to attack. The two wolves growled in a low tone, suppressing their anger, but are ready to attack any moment. One wrong move is all that it takes.

I immediately ran back to the apartment to find that the black hounds had surrounded Richard. I felt my body tense up as the black hounds emerged, their eyes filled with rage. They were trained werewolf assassins, and they outnumbered us two to five. My husband and I fought hard, but it wasn't enough. Richard mind-talked to me, telling me to take our daughter Daciana and run. I refused at first, continuing to fight alongside him. But one of the hounds pounced on him, pushing him aside and dashing toward the back door where the car was parked. I ran after him, fighting with all my might, but I was already severely injured and getting weaker.

Her limp corpse sailed threw the air like it weighed nothing and hit the wall with a thump. A few days ago I would have felt remorse for what I done, but not today. Today she was simply one step in the many I'd take to right the wrongs committed against me. "My name is Evan Evers," He replied with and elaborate bow. "I'm a vampire and now you are too." He stilled awaiting my reply. "How?" I've heard about the creatures of the night, the ones that lurk in the shadows. But there has never been talk of one to close to home.