Novel & Cerita Underworld Blood Enemy

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."

My friend says, patting his shoulder. My breathing is ragged, and I can't take my eyes off my enemy, completely surrendered to the ground. He glares at me. "You're going to pay for this, boy." Threat. Aurora crouches on her father's side and checks the man's nose, out of the corner of her eye I can see security guards running towards us and I know it's time to back off. " Let's go. Guilhermino calls, hitting my arm." He probably saw the security guards too.

The ruler at that time was Draco Vahemir - the strongest Vahemir there is to exist. Each and every member of the Infernal bloodbath pack is born with a special ability, their teeth contains poison strong enough to kill a person within seconds. They are not like every regular werewolf out there. They are stronger, faster than the usual werewolf. I flip through the pages and stop at a prophesy. It is a drawing. A stake in a lady's chest, she is in the arms of a man, his head buried on her chest. I flip to the next page, there is another drawing. The woman is in his arms, his head is backwards, his mouth is widened- he should be screaming. There is no caption in either of the picture. The drawi

<><><> Tiger's wagon halted sharply in front of the old building, and he came down in just a black singlet on his jean pants. He's got a stick of weed in his mouth which he kept puffing as he stared at the building It's the oldest building in Sicily, and the walls are already cracking. The rendezvous for most shady businesses in the Underworld (criminals world) Meeting The Terminator has been his target since two years ago when she began her merciless killings, but he hasn't been lucky for once despite his higher up position in the Underworld. Her face has stayed hidden, only her perfect killings speak for her. For the record, she killed 40+ people already, thereby making a name

He didn't touch me, but he stepped closer, his massive frame casting a shadow over the console, his proximity holding a cold, appreciative weight. "We'll see, Mrs. Blackwood," he whispered, his silver-blue eyes reflecting the steady green hum of the database stack. "Because a tethered beast doesn't stop fighting, Elowen. It simply looks for the weakest link in the chain." The first wave was broken. Laurence Croft was locked in a financial vice of his own making, but as the servers hummed in the quiet room, I knew the real battle was only beginning. The old guard would not stay cornered for long.

She was very empathetic by nature, so this allowed her to get some form of justice for all of the victims of the fuckers that she cleansed. My hand found its way to her ass while we were walking through the marble corridors, not missing the shudder that went down her spine when I groped her. Who could blame me for taking each opportunity that presented itself to touch her? I had to admit that I liked the lightness that was seen all around us. It was the opposite of what many people would assume the Underworld would be like. There were various levels, each one housing certain clearance levels. The worst of the worst were found at the deepest portion, surrounded by stimuli that was meant to dr

Blood oozed from his wound and when it touched his paw, He looked at me in disbelief. “You little brat! You will pay for that!” He dashed towards me again but this time, I didn't run. I stood my ground and clashed him head on. We were both biting and scratching each other, drawing blood from the other and wetting the grass with it. I finally broke free from him I was able to make some distance between the two of us. He laughed cockily and snapped at me. “You really think that you can defeat me head on and by yourself?. You have no idea the powers that the King of the Underworld has bestowed upon me. As long as he lives and breaths, I will always prevail.”

It’s like a dark cloud is always hovering over my head and the lives of those I care about have been thrust into a cursed game of Russian Roulette. You never know who will be plucked off next. But I fight the fear. I fight the onslaught of panic dispersing across my chest like an inferno and do my best to stay strong; to be the fighter I was born to be. And it has suddenly dawned on me that the underworld is like a battlefield. It doesn’t matter how many fights you win. It’s winning the war that really counts and right now, Sandro has won many, many fights. Before my birth, this war had already been raging. It will last forever. Not until a small silver capsule punctures one of our hearts, e

The ceiling dripped; the floor sloped downward toward the river’s edge, where the old maintenance platforms still stood. “Almost there,” Dante said. Aiden managed a rasped, “You sound confident.” “Fake it till we live.” The rogues burst from the shadows behind them. Dante spun, firing twice, then shoved Aiden toward the platform. “Go!” Aiden turned, blade flashing, cutting down one that lunged for Dante’s back. “Not leaving you!” “Idiot,” Dante snarled—but the word came out almost fond. They fought side by side again, every movement a mirror of the last battles. Blood and water mixed beneath their boots, splashing red across the concrete. The tunnel shook with the echo of their howls—wolves

I tell her. “Yeah?” “Definitely.” “Okay, tomorrow we start self-defense training. Tonight, we watch Underworld!” “Underworld, what’s that?” “A movie with both vampires AND Lycans. That’s werewolves, right.” “Sort of,” I shrug. “Well, they don’t like each other, and I got the distinct impression that vampires and werewolves don’t get along, so …” she says, giving me an excited look while letting her voice trail off.