Underworld: Evolution Marcus Novels & Stories

At twenty-one, Pera was untouched, pure, untouched, until tonight. "You ran into my world tonight, little virgin," Marcus growled, voice dark velvet over steel. His huge hand fisted the front of her soaked white sundress, the one that had clung to her curves like a second skin in the downpour. "No more running, I'm claiming what's mine." Pera trembled, heart hammering against her ribs. She had come to the city for a fresh start, only to collide with him, the most dangerous man in the underworld. One dance at his forbidden club had led here. "Marcus... I've never…"

He groaned out in pure, agonizing pain, dropping to his knees and gripping his head with both hands. "Holden!" I gasped, my previous anger turning into instant, overwhelming worry. Marcus smiled widely, his eyes gleaming with sick pleasure as he watched Holden's body contort on the floor. "Look at you, captain. You can't even control your own pathetic body anymore. The ancient curse is finally taking over your pure bloodline. You are weak." Marcus lunged forward suddenly, swinging a heavy fist directly at Holden's face. Holden was too disoriented, blinded, and weakened by the spreading black veins to dodge the incoming blow.

I stood in the wreckage of the nursery, looking at the silver-oak wolf carving Marek had given Leo—now nothing but a pile of splinters and scorched dust. "The Marrow Protocol," I rasped, my voice sounding like raw meat being dragged over a gravel road. "Tell me exactly what that means, Marcus." Marcus stood at the jagged opening where the windows used to be, his face illuminated by the sickly purple flares of the Council ships retreating into the upper atmosphere.

“Even now... even with Mom watching.” Marcus thrust up harder, one hand cradling my belly, the other reaching up to pinch a leaking nipple. “That’s my good girl. Come for me while your mother sees how thoroughly I’ve bred you.” I shattered with a cry, my pregnant body convulsing around Marcus’s cock as another powerful orgasm ripped through me. Marcus followed moments later, groaning deeply as he pumped one final load deep into my already-full womb. When it was over, he held me close, kissing my forehead tenderly while his cum leaked out around where we were still joined.

In my previous life, To help my sterile Alpha mate Marcus Blackwood conceive an heir, I had used many hormone injections and finally gave birth to a weak pup Connor. But Marcus considered Connor and me a shame. He even locked my son alone in the drafty woodshed until he starved to death. Later, he held his mistress Scarlett's pup and rewarded Scarlett with a new Porsche. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at our engagement party. Marcus publicly took Scarlett's hand in front of everyone. "I’m breaking off my engagement with Hazel Whitmore! She is just a foolish she-wolf who can only birth idiots! Scarlett is the one I love!"

I knew marscus and I knew he was saying the truth "I promise never to do something like that again without telling you" "How did you escape, Dominic?" "I ran away when he went out, I followed him, Dominic is planing something very dangerous " "Dangerous?" Lila eyes widened "And what could that be?" Marcus looked at me, his eyes dark with urgency. “Dominic’s planning to resurrect an ancient wolf_the first werewolf. He’s using the bloodlines, the old magic. If he succeeds, it’s over for all of us.”

"Where is Marcus Webb? Where is he actually located?" "We don't—we can't—the protocols prevent—" I pushed harder. Flooded their consciousness with more humanity. More guilt. More conscience until resistance broke. "Where?" "Antarctica. Facility beneath Ross Ice Shelf. Operating for forty-seven years without detection. Marcus has been there the whole time. Controlling everything remotely. Manipulating Elena. Manipulating you. Manipulating all of us." The replica collapsed. "He's preparing final phase. Generation Three. Hundreds of prototypes without any human limitation. Army that will remake humanity by force. Army that deploys in seventy-two hours unless someone stops him."

"You see how he treated her sister, who is not even his daughter by blood, how much to Evadne, whom he'd been abusing since she could walk, just so he can have his petty revenge on his dead wife?" "I do not want someone mentioning my mate's life is in danger," Kal whispered coldly. "Especially not in front of me." "Oh, but she is, Your Majesty. That is why you should put Marcus and Elodie there, so that Marcus could also be a bait to his brother, Marcos." I swallowed. "The former Blackwind Pack's Alpha's name is...Marcus?" "No, Luna Evadne. It's Marcos, with an O instead of a U." "Oh," was all I reacted. I cleared my throat and tossed a gaze to my mate. "So what's so special about this Priso

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.)

Our trusted ally from the beginning, the one who helped us navigate countless crises, now pulses with impossible energies. "Did you really think the Devourers were the only ones who learned to evolve?" he asks, his form shifting through multiple states of being. "Some of us saw the true potential of cosmic power long ago. We just needed you to break down the old barriers first." Reality shudders as Marcus reveals his true nature. He's not just evolved—he's become something that shouldn't be possible, a being that exists simultaneously as part of reality and outside it. Through our merged consciousness, I feel the extent of his betrayal. He's been manipulating events since the beginning, usin