Underworld: Blood Wars Selene Novels & Stories

He didn't know how to help her. "Rylan! We need help over here," Selene shouted as she faced the corpse and tried to keep it quiet. While he was busy tending to Carolina, the undead had surrounded them all. Reluctantly, he left Carolina and stood up, preparing to use his weapon. Selene threw her weapon, a metal shield with sharp edges, at their legs. Of course, they still tried to chase her, crawling on their stomachs, mouths wide open, moaning as if in pain. She had seen such tricks before with the Wind Witch, Sarah, and knew the futility of their attacks. But what choice did she have? They were too close for her to throw her weapon, and she thought it best to conserve energy, so she put th

“Then we fight. Together.” Beyond Bloodmoon’s borders, Selene’s camp grew. Fires burned through the night, casting long, hungry shadows across the forest floor. She stood at the center of it all, her hair unbound, her eyes glowing with unnatural light. Around her, witches chanted in low tones, their magic thick with blood and vengeance. A scar still marred her arm from the last confrontation — a reminder of Kaelen’s rejection and Aria’s defiance. She watched the flames twist upward, her smile cold. “Let them hide behind their precious Luna’s light,” she hissed. “I’ll drown it in shadow.”

I closed my eyes and when I opened them I saw the wind, water, earth, fire, dark and light balls surrounding me. "You did it princess!" Dad said. I'm so happy. Finally! Underworld I will get you again. I will bring everything back to what it is before. I am Aliyah Savannah Bloodstone, daughter of Drake Javier and Athena Evangeline Bloodstone. Lycans wait for your downfall.

Selene has a lot to answer for. Selene is the Moon Goddess. She created the werewolves and lycans. My bloodline are direct descendants from her. Our wolves are bigger, stronger and have abilities. Well, all except me. I was a defect a human. I showered quickly and got changed into my uniform. I was an Omega and had been for 2 years. When I didn’t shift on my 18th birthday, my father was outraged, and he stripped me of my Alpha title, making me an Omega. The lowest rank in the pack. This left me open to abuse from not just my father but the other pack members, too. Mom didn’t once step in to stop it, but she didn’t take part in it either. She left me to rot.

They stood together, their spirits intertwined, as they witnessed a grand celestial phenomenon—the Harmonic Convergence—a convergence of cosmic energies that heralded a profound shift in the fabric of reality. As they beheld the celestial spectacle, their hearts resonated with a sense of anticipation and awe. The universe seemed to come alive, vibrating with a harmonious melody that reverberated through every atom and pulsated within their very souls. They were drawn into the cosmic dance, their presence a catalyst for the convergence that unfolded before them. In this transcendent chapter, Isabella and Luca became witnesses and participants in the Harmonic Convergence. They understood that

I whispered. Her laugh was sharp and bitter, cutting through the air like glass. “Selene, the moment his heart stopped beating, so did mine. I shattered my soul into pieces, scattered across time and space. But Mother spent centuries gathering those fragments, putting me back together piece by piece. But there’s one piece left.” Her eyes locked onto mine, a mix of sorrow and resolve radiating from her. “That piece… is you. Princess Selene of the Blood Moon Pack. You are the last shard of my soul.”

"I know you love me, Caid. If not for this... this bitch." In a sudden burst of energy, Kincaid had grabbed her from the stairs and flung her to the ground. He growled as Caer struggled to come out but he took a deep breath and stood up. He stepped back. "Adrienne, do the honors." "I, Adrienne Hale Stuart, Luna of one of the original packs of the ancestors and Luna of the High Moon pack, hereby banish your miserable puny ass, Lucy --" "Lucy Colton," Liam offered.

I stood again, grabbing my cane from the wall, its silver head glinting, and limped to the bookshelf, pulling down a dusty tome—Moonblood chronicles, secrets inked in blood. I flipped it open, the pages crackling, my eyes scanning the faded script. Selene’s reign—her mates, her turn, her banishment—spilled out, raw and brutal. She’d killed Lysa to test her power, to see how far her bonds could stretch before they broke. Her mates had fought her, tried to cage her, and she’d torn them apart, their deaths fueling her descent.

She sat beside me, her voice trembling. “I had twins three months ago,” she confessed. “One belongs to Blaze—her name is Luna. The other belongs to Renzo. I named her Selene. They’re both werewitches… but Selene was born with darkness inside her. If she embraces it, she will be stronger—and more dangerous—than Vlad. She is part of me, but also part of Renzo… and Vlad.” A tear slid down her pale cheek. The door creaked open. Renzo stood there, stricken. His face was ashen, his eyes wide with anguish.

he said, his words rough. "I'm pushing you to aid me spot the beast in the shadows," I shot back, my tone hushed but firm. "Now, all I got are shades and forms. Can't battle what I can't spot, Idris. And I figure, your style, you've been scrapping shades for Ethan ages." He stayed quiet so long I figured he'd shut down. Then, he let loose a drawn, worn exhale that seemed to pull from his soles. "Selene wasn't some random from a tied group," he kicked off, skipping my eyes. "She was a blood gift. A live deal seal."