Underworld: Blood Wars Selene Novels & Stories

“Ravenna sends her regards.” He moved faster than should have been possible, faster than Selene could track. She felt the blade enter her side—sharp and cold Then he was gone, disappeared back into the fight, and Selene was on her knees, blood pouring between her fingers. “SELENE!” Kira screamed. The armory doors slammed shut, barred from inside. But Selene couldn’t move. She couldn't breathe. Dorian appeared, roaring, already shifting fully. His wolf form was massive, terrifying, beautiful.

He sounded surprised. "Oh, so holy water can kill them?" I answered, "I don't really know, but it can definitely hurt them." Then he asked, "How much do you need?" Queen Selene took the phone from me and said, "As much as possible. Gather all you can and send it to the Werewolf Realm. It will be useful on the battlefield." He asked, "Um... who are you?" She replied, "I'm Queen Selene, the former Queen of the Witches." His excitement was obvious.

He finally asked, “Can we focus on getting other shifters to fight on our side instead? My pitiful love life has nothing to do with you.” The war was sure to be brutal. While the Blood Moon is when most shifters are the strongest, I am sure vampires would thrive with the amount of blood shed that will happen. At least Lia would be safe, since most shifters cannot go to sea, and merfolk would not participate in the war. The thought that most sea shifters were safe was quickly abolished when Dylan showed us a spell that was going to force most sea fold out of the water. The targets are sirens and their blood.

she snapped. “I will. When it is time.” Selene clenched her fists. “You speak in riddles, but I don’t have time for games.” She took a step forward, defiance burning in her veins. “Why did you bring me here?” He watched her in silence for a moment, then reached out. Before she could react, he pressed two fingers against her forehead. Fire erupted beneath her skin. A vision slammed into her mind—images flashing too fast to process. A great war. Wolves and monsters clashing beneath a sky dripping with blood. A figure, cloaked in darkness, holding something—a crown of silver and bone.

Selene heard it popping its mouth and distance itself from her space. She forcefully chuckled and stare back at the man in front of her. It's the Monarch of the Underworld. A God. An immortal. The one who will soon declare a war between the other realm, taking lives barehanded and mercilessly. She examined his appearance and saw that he's currently wearing a luxury dark coat over a long loose suit but I'm wearing a ball gown, who's winning here? She thought and break the silence between them. "I know, if I were a man I'll also fall for myself too." Selene smiles widely and casually looks around her. That's when she notices that the deep black space surrounding them is now gone replaced by a

0 says. “And who are you?” I ask, starting to calm a bit. You can only go through so much in a 48-hour period before shit stops making a huge impact. She smiles. “I am Selene, the goddess of the moon. And of werewolves.” Well, shit. I mean, if werewolves are real, I guess it makes sense that gods and goddesses are too, right? “Sure,” I say, shaking my head in sarcastic acceptance. Might as well role with it. “Why not? And what do you need from me?”

“Selene.” The voice held power. Something stirred deep within Ravena's cursed body. A flicker. An ignition. A burst of vitality that belonged to someone bigger than herself. The whispers continued. Selene. Warrior of the Moon. The Savior who died. The woman who had previously sacrificed everything. The awakened and reborn. This time lightning struck perilously near the clearing. An electric shock shattered the air. Around Ravena, the light grew brighter and inched closer to her body like threads tearing apart her soul.

Once again, the auctioneer cleared his throat, this time a little louder than the first, to draw the attention of the people so they could continue with the auctioning without distraction. "As we all know, Selene, the moon goddess of the Werewolf race, is a divine being above all else. She is the just and caring goddess of the werewolf race with several unique abilities. It is popular knowledge that she once walked the earth for several years to personally guide her people, and when she was leaving, she gave her creation three drops of her blood to aid their survival, amongst others," he started. "Over the years, the blood has been used for several life-saving circumstances, which left us wi

The oblivion which was roaring with thunder seem to bow down to her, calming the catastrophic rain. The one to command powers of life and death was born as a werewolf...a mortal herself which was an irony. Goddess Selene watched the child from skies as the new soul was welcomed among her wolves, that little girl was a Luna...a powerful aura that seemed vague right now would bend the world one day. Goddess S-Selene u-underworld has gone calm, it's g-glowing... radiating like heaven. a messenger informed with his eyes blown wide, he couldn't believe what he saw.