Underworld Blood Enemy Novels & Stories

This world is so fucked over, there's nothing left to behold. Absolutely nothing left to look forward to. “Verdugo was an outcast. He was a very dangerous man. What made him dangerous was the fact that he possessed the cursed venom.” Aethon started. “The cursed venom of the vampires made him an enemy of the moon. He turns into a beast and takes down a whole kingdom without breaking a sweat.” Keondra slowly sat down too. His elbows met his knees. “He was an hybrid. The most dangerous creature to roam the earth.” He paused. “But you're more powerful.”

Liam said to Cohen, knowing the latter was trying hard to hide the fact that he was worried about Mira's safety. No matter how hard they tried to formulate the strategies for the battle, there were still uncertainties. Abbadon had the entire Underworld's armies under her control, which outnumbered the werewolves and their allies. Even so, the werewolves and their allies never showed an ounce of fear on their face. It was normal for them to be outnumbered in the battle, but that wouldn't break their determination to win the battle.

In the human world, the fall of the Bloodmoon Pack was just news of the bankruptcy of a local investment holding company. But in the Underworld - a shadow market where immortals, ancient monsters and werewolves trade in blood and power - this event is like an atomic bomb explosion.

The battle that ensued was a cataclysmic clash of powers, the forces of light and darkness locked in a struggle for dominance. Edna's silver sword gleamed as she struck with unwavering precision, the embodiment of her hunter's spirit. Marcus, his werewolf form towering and mighty, fought with an instinctual ferocity that seemed to defy the very laws of nature. Derek, his vampiric powers at their zenith, channeled the forces of shadow and manipulation, casting his enemies into a maelstrom of confusion. Their adversary, a colossal entity born from the depths of despair, lashed out with destructive force. The ground shook, and the very fabric of reality trembled under the weight of their clash.

These rogues had become pure fighting machines. Gray and Orathe activated the Dyess family's inherited Gift - Blood Hell. They could control the blood of all enemies in an instant. Gray enjoyed making enemies' blood vessels burst, causing their demise, while Orathe turned the enemies' blood into countless tiny blood arrows, piercing them from the inside out.

“My life goal can’t be to collect mates and birth babies.” Wepwawet laughs loudly, “It’s not. The prophets and many generations of fighters have set a path to unite the Underworld. All supernatural beings need to become united or be wiped out. Vampires, Lycans, Werewolves, the Fae, Witches, we all must find common ground, unite together and stop our demise.” “Who is the enemy?” I ask. “Humans.” Anubis replied. “Humans?” I ask, wanting more information.

“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.”

The intense bloodthirst pressure that they felt right now was equivalent or even greater than the Blood Vampire. “Ugh!” “Fuck!” “Shit!” All the enemies behind her slumped flat on the floor with their heads and back firmly planted on the floor as if something invisible pinned them against the floor. “Ugh, ugh. Who are you?” Shadow watched everything unfold without saying anything. She then released the air that she didn’t know she was holding.

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

she raised her hand to slap. Pa!! pa!! two slaps...Wendy was dumbfounded. "You!!" "Listen...from now on don't you mother and daughter dare to provoke me ..otherwise consequences.... you will have to bear.. and don't forget i am the Eldest lady of Daudet's so you better.. stay away...as far as you can from me.." Emily threatened...her eyes full of murderous thoughts. 'She..wants to kill me.. she really wants to kill me . how dare this arrogant bit*h speak after coming back from hospital..'Wendy was still immersed in her thoughts.