Underworld Breach Combos Novels & Stories

<><><> Tiger's wagon halted sharply in front of the old building, and he came down in just a black singlet on his jean pants. He's got a stick of weed in his mouth which he kept puffing as he stared at the building It's the oldest building in Sicily, and the walls are already cracking. The rendezvous for most shady businesses in the Underworld (criminals world) Meeting The Terminator has been his target since two years ago when she began her merciless killings, but he hasn't been lucky for once despite his higher up position in the Underworld. Her face has stayed hidden, only her perfect killings speak for her. For the record, she killed 40+ people already, thereby making a name

A beautiful visage of Freya appears, overlapping the features of her most faithful subject: The bond which bridges your divide, With blood and lust, shall be cast aside; A bond that cannot be remade, Until the blood has been repaid. As soon as I heard the line about her unborn child, I turned to look at Hanson, which was the only reason that I saw that soulmate bond finally break, bringing him to his knees in agony as he screams at the tearing and ripping pain occurring within his chest. With a final look at Jezebel, I see as she grows brighter and brighter with a power and strength not her own until a blast of light throws everyone and anyone far and wide. Werewolves land on witches. Witche

[Foresight Extension: Phase I] Skill Upgrade: 300 SP Extends the vision window from 3 minutes to 5 minutes. Reduces neural strain by 10%. [Basic Hand-to-Hand Combat] Passive Skill: 200 SP Instantly instills muscle memory for basic self-defense, disarming techniques, and striking. [Minor Health Potion] Consumable: 50 SP Instantly heals minor physical wounds and lacerations.

What he knows is enough for us to FALL. This Netherworld is not that complicated. You have all freedom and also the choice of how you use that freedom. Sadly, competition was born with it. Everyone wants to reach the top of the ranks to gain other benefits that lie on that number. They will all do what is needed to be done even if they need to paint the floor with blood just to survive this hostile environment. Yeah, we are also aiming for the top, for the sake of controlling everyone under us but we know that is not easy.

He wasn't a wolf anymore, but the primal alarm in his marrow screamed just as loud. "They're coming from the shaft, Victor! Not just here—everywhere!" Zack’s voice crackled through the comms, distorted by a surge of electromagnetic interference. "Sub-surface bunkers in the Urals, the Atlantic Trench, the Rockies... they’re all opening at once. It’s a goddamn global breach!" "Elodie, get the kids!" Victor roared, lunging for the tactical rack hidden behind the bookshelf.

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This

"Authorize the 'Wallbreakers'." He touched a console. Far across the city, an unmarked, armored transport truck, disguised as a municipal utilities vehicle, pulled away from a curb. Inside, six figures sat in absolute, disciplined silence. They were not thugs. They were Lorian’s surgical instrument. The "Wallbreakers" were his anti-supernatural elite. Each was clad in matte-black, non-reflective ceramic armor, their helmets polarized and sealed. They carried no conventional firearms. Their weapons were sonic drills designed to turn reinforced concrete to dust, high-frequency energy suppressors capable of neutralizing most known forms of kinetic shielding, and cryo-grenades that could freeze

The sudden solitude was a welcome respite, allowing me to clear my head and process the events that had just transpired. The intricate web of Marina's plans was beginning to unravel, revealing a complex tapestry of power struggles and ancient magic. As I pieced together the information, a daunting picture emerged: Marina sought to exploit my army to eliminate the Necromancers, paving the way for her ascension to the throne of the Underworld. However, to achieve this goal, she would need to take out my brothers and me, the current rulers of the Underworld. The stakes were high, and Marina's formidable triple threat of Forsaken, Necromancer, and Witch abilities made her a force to be reckoned

One of his hands rubbed my back roughly as he peppered kisses on my skin, sometimes licking, sometimes biting every exposed bit of skin he could reach. At some point, I don’t know when, the top half of my dress had been undone and my bra lay somewhere on the forest floor around us. I shivered as a cool breeze brushed my skin, a sharp contrast to the hotness driving into me. Draven lowered his head and took one stiffened nipple into his mouth, looking up at me as he used his tongue to flick it up and down before tracing lightly around it. At the gasp that flew out of my lips, his hands dug into my waist and he started thrusting even more furiously into me.

But I was too angry to care. I punched him repeatedly until I couldn’t even see any of his features. His pack howled as the tethers were broken, and I ripped his head from his body and threw it where his son’s was. In my anger, I never bothered to ask for his submission. Maybe he had initially planned to take that route, which is why he wasn’t that scared? "Impressive,"Rick commented."Have you been taking steroids lately?" "No,"I try to catch my breath.