Underworld Blood Enemy Novels & Stories

Mane couldn't explain it, but it was almost like the blood energy of Alucard and the destructive husk of Tucker had come to a tacit understanding; and now they were seeking his head. "This is..." within Lilith's tent, the Blood Succubus had a stunned expression on her face as she witnessed the fight. Even she had no idea when she had vacated her sleeping bag and pulled open the flap to her tent to spectate the fight. But there was one thing she was certain of; and that was... "It's impossible for Blood Energy to coexist peacefully with other types of energy!"

Flesh and blood. I saw the way everyone at the table eyed him, they all want him dead, he probably knows it too. He deserves worse than death for touching my own flesh and blood. I get the feeling that he doesn't know the daughter of whom she touched, it will be fun watching him suffer for it. I lean back, a grin curling sharp across my face. Sergei Antonov won’t see me coming. …But then again, neither will Sasha. i just have to get him out of my head first.

His gaze swept back to me, like Nash wasn’t even there. His ice eyes went from me to Jay. Without warning, he slid off the bed, and his face was in mine. Nash shifted his weight, but I was ready for the vampire. My knife was at his stomach. “Think fast, blondie. Get the fuck out, or I’ll have my boys here take you out. You and your little friends,” I growled, holding his ice gaze.

Was I so blind to believe that he would just help us after all what I had put him through? I should have expected this. I should have taken precautions. I underestimated him and now he’s probably the most dangerous enemy that the werewolf nation has. Our enemies just keep adding up. First it was the vampires, then the witches and now, it’s Warren. The way he transformed, I have never seen anything like it before. He was too strong, too fast. I couldn’t keep up with him. I couldn’t defend myself.

"You think you can defeat us, Guida? You and your reformed comrade? You're merely insects challenging a mountain." Guida locked eyes with Salvatore, their unspoken understanding fueling their resolve. They knew that the outcome of this confrontation would not only determine their fate but also shape the future of their city. Without hesitation, the battle erupted—a symphony of fists, gunfire, and strategic maneuvers. Guida's analytical mind allowed him to anticipate his opponents' moves, evading their attacks with swift precision. Salvatore, drawing from his past experiences, fought with a calculated ferocity, using his knowledge of the mafia's inner workings to exploit their weaknesses.

“He probably wants another round. I could go over and punch him.” “Or he’s obsessed, with his hatred ” Oliver said, smirking. “You sure he’s not planning evil?” Austin rolled his eyes. “Can we talk about something else?” Meanwhile, at the other end of the hall, Brian’s own friends were watching. Matteo sat opposite them while James sat beside Brian. James leaned in. “Well well two enemies working together” Brian snickered “You are one to talk, weren’t you paired with Benjamin?” James laughed “Come on buddy, I am not enemies with Austin’s friends”

Blood stained the earth. Then - the sky cracked open. A tear in reality split above them, and from it, the true enemy descended. A being made of shadow, its eyes empty voids, its voice a whisper of ice and death. Its presence alone made the warriors stumble, their strength draining away. It was no ordinary enemy. It was a god of darkness. The First King charged, silver energy crackling around him. His power, the might of the Lycans, was the only thing standing between this god and destruction of this world.

"Just let me kill them already so the chaos realm can devour the universe dimension! There will only be one chaos realm from now, and no other universe." The Blood God muttered a spell, and a tidal wave of blood spanning over a thousand meters tall appeared behind him. He let out a cry of fury, and the bloody wave came rushing towards Wilbur and Augheimer. Just as it was about to reach the two men, it turned into an army of tall soldiers armed with battle axes that charged ahead. "We're going in!" Orkot and Fremont charged, casting attack after attack against the soldiers in the bloody wave. Yet the two men were too small, and it was not long before the bloody wave swallowed them and continu

“You know, keep your friends close, but your enemies closer, yada yada yada.” “So Zombie is your enemy, or how am I to understand that?” “The underworld is my enemy,” Christopher corrects me. “Someone had to take on the hard job of infiltrating it and finding your weaknesses.” “Does Zombie know this?” I ask angrily. “That you are only here to find out how to kill him?” “Of course not. He thinks I am here to find out how to kill you,” Christopher smiles. “You are my wife, after all, if you remember. You owe me a wedding night, by the way.”