Underworld Blood Enemy Novels & Stories

"Don't worry. You'll survive. You're needed for what comes after." "After what?" "After the real enemy shows themselves." She walked to the door, pausing at the threshold. "A friendly warning: the antidote you gave him? It worked perfectly. But Marcus took something else this morning. Something not quite mortal." "What did he take?" "The same thing I did, three years ago." She turned, and for a moment, her face wasn't human at all – angular, sharp, made of winter and hunger. "We call it Fenrir's Blood. Wolf-killer. God-eater. The thing that ends things."

Adam laughed maniacally when Eris received claw wounds from the rogue wolves. The taunt triggered Eris and he clawed the enemies off in one sweep of his sharp nails. This was not Adam expected at all. He smirked when heads of his comrades rolled to his way. So this is the rumored Blood Prince? Adam was confident to be able to kill him. He trained for years just to defeat this monster.

It was the type of pain where even your gums and bones screamed in agony, your whole body rejecting its existence in this world. I cried into the pillow, feeling blood flowing out of my stomach and back, soaking the mattress. How much blood did werewolves have? I knew humans could bleed to death. Could werewolves too? When Alex came, would he do worse? I didn’t think I could handle it. I was now begging God to let me bleed to death. For Alex to treat me like this crazy bitch just had would destroy me.

Leo's POV : As David, my friend, invited me to his newly opened night club, away from the city and my territory, I couldn't refuse. I was really into partying and stuff before I took over the responsibilities. Or should I say hardships?? Hm… anyways with a half mind I went there and the vibe was good. It was a club open for everyone, even humans. Yes, my buddy specially invited me as he got good booze with hot babes. I was in the VIP lounge watching the dance floor, with two blondes side by side, I was enjoying my weekend. That's when a girl caught my attention. Her moves were amazing and she was too curvaceous not to notice. As I saw her move towards the bar counter, I silently followed her

Scarlet ripples spread out like a tide, and countless Blood Skulls rushed up from the waves and formed a wall made of skulls with ghostly wails and wolf howls. Boom! Boom! Countless Blood Skulls exploded and stopped Reincarnation Lines. Chu Xun was furious. Surrounded by Hong Meng Immortal Qi, he raised his hand and waved in the air. A Violet Underworld Flame flew out and fell into the blood wave. In an instant, the sea of blood turned into fire. The miserable cries resounded all over the place. In just a few seconds, countless Blood Skulls and the blood waves disappeared. The young man's face became distorted. He suddenly shook the Bloody Banner and put it away. The Violet Underworld Flame

With his right he drew the bone dagger from her belt. The pack stilled. He pressed the blade to his palm. A single bead of blood welled, dark against his skin. He offered his hand to her. Ashley took it. She turned his palm upward, then drew the blade across her own, a swift shallow line. Their blood mingled as she pressed her palm to his. The bond flared white hot, flooding her with images: snow and fire, running paws, howling at stars, pups tumbling in spring grass, an endless line of wolves stretching back through centuries.

He lunges, the blade slicing through the air, aimed at my chest, just above my right breast. I recoil, anticipating the agony. The knife bites deep, and I wince my vision blurring. My blood spills, warm and crimson, sliding down my torso. Denzel's eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure. With a twisted grin, he slits open his own rotting hand, revealing festering flesh. He presses his wounded hand against mine, mingling our skin. I scream as my blood blends with his skin, feeling an eerie presence invade my body. It's as if dark entities are awakening within me.

I had been precise and she had found the exact edge of my precision and stayed just inside it, and I had no legitimate grounds to cross this courtyard right now without publicly overriding a documented household authority decision in front of twenty wolves who would carry the story to every corner of the compound by nightfall. If I crossed this courtyard, Vessa became a Luna publicly undermined by her mate in front of her own staff, carrying his child, three weeks after he had been seen in a courtyard talking to the same omega he was now stepping in to protect. The fifth stroke. Ana's head dropped forward slightly. She raised it again immediately. I pressed the back of my head against the wa

"Killing you quick wouldn't settle the score for my dead brothers. I'd rather take my time breaking you. I want everyone in the underworld to see that Daniela isn't untouchable." I thrashed and writhed, but the iron found me over and over, searing my flesh until the pain choked the screams right out of my throat. After what felt like an eternity of burning, just as I was about to black out, they finally lowered me down. But I'd barely caught my breath when a sharp, stinging pain shot through my wrist. Giovanni had actually taken a knife to it, slicing it open, then shoving my hand into the sea. Blood swirled into the dark sea, staining it red.

I remembered writing it. That was the worst part. Before dawn, when Alejandro was asleep against me, breathing evenly, I had woken with dread crawling through my chest. This life I loved wasn’t just a negotiation. It was volatile territory. And there were eyes on him now. After the godfather’s house, after the blood, after everything. I was going to lose him sooner than later. He was no longer invisible and it wouldn't take long for my adversaries to find out who he was. Heck even Juan was a threat to him.