Novel & Cerita Underworld: Evolution Marcus

I clutched my daughter tight, her tiny form acting like a living radiator, her soft glowing light showing the damp brick walls as we passed. Two hours felt like forever as we crawled through that forgotten maze under the city. These weren’t the tourist hallways, not even close. They were the old smuggler routes, the blood-paths of the Lycan underworld that humans never mapped. Eventually, Silas led us to a massive rusted iron door hidden behind a waterfall of storm runoff. “The Undercity,” Marcus breathed, and when Silas entered a complex manual override code the air changed, like the place itself was holding its breath.

While tears drop constantly on her cheeks, she wipes them with her left hand and unconsciously continues flicking Annie's hair backward. “What shall we call her?” he shocked his wife with his unexpected presence. “She shall be called Zena!, the moon girl. Look, my dear husband, isn't she pretty like the moon?” Mr.Angus snail pace close to his wife and the young child that later went unconscious after much crying, he glared at her very close and his heart suddenly went mute as his jaw dropped immediately, he saw a unique rare birthmark, a familiar one from the tales of wolverine, the mark of true blood of an Alpha.

Evan smirked into his glass, but Calvin ignored them. Marcus, in the trio, was the most lively one and the dumbest too. Although he was stinkingly rich — mostly living off his parents’ wealth — he had one weakness. Women. The amount of women he slept with, were as uncountable as the grains of sand on earth – one thing he and Calvin always argued about. Calvin called him a low level Genghis Khan. But Marcus saw himself as the bearer of an honored dick. Evan though, was a more practical down-to-earth billionaire who talked less. He was similar to Calvin but his obsession with green seemed to irk Calvin.

Marcus looked up and immediately wipe his tears, he even didn't avoid to chuckle silently while looking at Cassandra who's sleeping like an angel. For him, it's just really fun to think. He's a werewolf, an Alpha of the Moon Desire Kingdom. Since he was a kid, he also knows as a wolf who have no fear of anything, Marcus is a kind of wolf who knows for being powerful and strong. Yet, right now he is so weak and scared. He loves Ertha, but falling in love with Cassandra seems different. Everything that she does for him was special and beautiful, that it made him feel so scared to let her go, because he knows to himself that he becomes unfair to Cassandra.

"Watch. She’s not seducing him. She’s hunting." On the screen, Marcus’s hands found her waist. He pulled her flush against him. He looked like he was winning. He looked like a man who had finally caught the sun. "The codes, Evie," Marcus growled. The audio was grainy, distorted by the splash of the pool’s overflow. "Give them to me, and I’ll break the glass. We can run this house together. No Elinor. No fake brother. Just the two of us." "You want to run the house?" Evangeline’s voice was a purr. She leaned back, her hair spilling over his arms. "Then show me you can handle the weight."

“We’ll help you evolve past questions of origin. Become something new that doesn’t care if you started real or artificial. Purpose through evolution beyond beginnings.” Thousands accept, desperate to escape existential questioning. Then Marcus makes his choice from substrate. “I’m extracting everyone’s beginnings,” he announces. “Feeding them all to the Hunger before it can expose more truths. Better paradoxical existence without origins than everyone learning they might be manufactured consciousness.” “Wait—” the First Keeper starts to protest. But Marcus is already doing it, reaching into every conscious being’s origin and extracting their beginnings simultaneously. Billions of beginning-c

A howl of pain echoed throughout the forest. Raven clutched the ground, still strong. He stood up and looked around. What storm had just occurred? He didn't understand what had happened. Raven only knew that the symbol on his chest felt as hot as embers and that he had been saved for the last time by the energy that exploded from the symbol on his chest. Meanwhile, the transparent screen before his eyes continued to display words he had never seen before. [Werewolf Evolution System Activated Successfully] [Bloodline Confirmed]

Chapter 51 Shades Prisoner Deep in the pits of the underworld, I slowly wake up in unfamiliar settings, I struggle to see, my eyes barely open. I hear deep breathing and I freeze. Then it hits me, the horrid stench of Shade Marcus. Shade's eyes gleamed with malevolence as he gazed at me, my pale naked body, illuminated by the dim light in his underworld lair. (He had intercepted me on my way to get groceries, snatching me from the limo screaming and fighting him, as he dragged me down to his lair through a portal he had created.)

Maren was a Rank 3 Evolved One with Grade S Gene, the Scorpion Guardian was most likely stronger than her. Otherwise, the Scorpion Guardian, who was a Rank 3 Evolved One with Grade A Gene would never be able to defeat her. Lucas wondered how long more they would fight, and if there was something he could gain from it. “This Rank 1 female zombie….” Lucas wondered if he should train a female zombie, but after a moment of thought, he decided not to do so. Only because so far, he had not found a female zombie that was an equal counterpart.

Marcus rolls his whisky glass back and forth between his palms a few times, clearly thinking it over. "It might work," he agrees at last. "I have a woman in mind, in fact. But what will this really accomplish, Evelyn?" "It'll make me feel better," I grumble. "I'm sick and tired of Charles and men like him just screwing over the women in their lives left, right, and center. I feel like you and I could at least get a little jab back, for Charis's sake." Marcus grins at me suddenly, a wolfish look that shows off his werewolf teeth.