Underworld Characters Novels & Stories

Ava's POV: Time passed by in a flash. But to be honest, I didn't even know how many days I had been trapped here. Things were the same here in Underworld. Dark grey sky in the mornings. Dark grey sky in the nights. But one thing was for sure. I had somehow died. And ended up here, in the Underworld. And Underworld really existed. And I was trapped here with the only guy I shouldn't have been trapped with. Hayden, the so called Lord of the Dead.

Hi everyone! In the interest of not taking away from the dialogue for excessive world-building, I made an index with the rules of this universe. In terms of Gods/Goddesses, I follow Greek mythology, but I’ve also taken pieces from different folklore and added my own twist. Underworld (There are a few realms/subrealms here, so if there's any confusion, let me know, and I will clear it up). Any being in the underworld is immortal but can be killed by ripping its head off and burning the body. They all wield dark magic but have unique powers.

But he didn't let them go far before shooting them all, watching with pure indifference as they fell to the ground. He glanced back at me, staring at me for a while, not saying anything. So I spoke first. “Who… Who are you? What do you want with me?” I questioned, waiting for an answer but before he said anything, my eyes strayed, observing him. And then I saw something. A red glove in one hand, a handgun that had an insignia of a Serpent coiled around a sword, and ruby eyes. This man… He was… “You're Alden Black Lombardi, the king of the Underworld. What… What do you want with me?”

she said, an emotion I couldn't fathom flashed in her eye, she shook her head, and her eyes was back to the normal aloof and dull look. She glanced at me, as If contemplating to say something or not, she finally did. “He's the Patriarch of the Azura's underworld activities.” “Underworld?!” I blurted out. Dose this still exist? Stories I've heard about the underground activities isn't close to nice, they are dangerous and cruel. I quickly poured myself another shot and gulped it down. She immediately looked around ourselves again, to make sure no one was hearing us, She looked at me again and I swear, I felt a sudden wave of adrenaline cursing through me.

"Mr. R...Rafael?" Sarah, so imperious only moments ago, was now trembling, her teeth chattering. In an instant, men in black from the Gallo family poured into the narrow clinic. Sarah's men didn't even have a chance to draw their guns before they were slammed to the ground, the sickening crack of bone echoing through the room. Rafael Gallo. The youngest Don of the Gallo family, the man who controlled the entire New York underworld.

Do they do things like that? There were teachers, kitchen staff, housekeepers, and people who tended to the gardens. Some people went into the city to work in the businesses that Blake owned. But they were all what he called low-ranking or omega wolves. So, the slaves, I guess? I headed to the gym. They had a bag I planned to wail on. I opened the locker, and someone had prepared for me. Someone who did some work around here. I changed and wrapped my hands. There were a few other she-wolves in the locker room. One was Skyler, and the other two I didn’t know. They all had very few clothes on. They reminded me of the girls at the gym who went to look cute. Well fuck, looking cute. I wanted to

"Come to the Eternal City. I'll make you my mate... my only bride... I'll claim you for real." Pleasure shot down my spine like lightning, making me shake. Gasping, I threw reason out the window. Just like the last ninety nights, I kissed him back, wrapping my legs tight around his waist. When it was over, my eyes snapped open. I was soaked. It felt terrifyingly real. But I couldn't care about that right now. That pomegranate crest kept flashing in my mind. The Night House. Rulers of the Eternal City. Descendants of the ancient Underworld God.

But it goes far deeper than a simple territorial urge. I know the monsters who run that auction ring. I’ve tracked their kind during my deployments with the SEALs. They are ruthless, calculating sadists who will tear her apart the second they spot a single flaw in her submissive façade. No other Dom in this club will care about her survival the way I do. No one else will push her to her absolute limits to ensure she is unbreakable.

Dear readers, As much as I want to welcome everyone to my madness... WARNING this is a dark romance book and if you are underage I encourage you to delete my novel as I only wrote this for adults and purely for a short while escape from our reality. BABY'S POINT OF VIEW There's always a situation involving exposure to danger. It's called risk. We've known it ever since our parents died, and we were taken in by our fathers' sister, an assassin in the underworld.

I've travelled to some places of the world affraid to stay one place for too long because of my immorality which has me looking like a college student , young and breautiful ,most people describe me to be, devine even but i didnt mind , over the years I've made a pretty good living for myself , owning mansions, cars, bussiness i must say i've been one busy goddess while living on this earth . Besides that I've came to love the underworld and my people, ive been there many times and also heard about their king but didn't trouble myself to see who he was, knowing them I'm betting it's a demionda demon although most of them are nearly extinct they are the strongest beings in the underworld so I