Underworld: Evolution Marcus Novels & Stories

He pulled Catherine behind him, his body instantly assuming a battle stance, muscles taut like coiled steel cables. "Marcus!" he roared into the communicator. "Attack complete!" Marcus's reply was brief and deadly. A dull thud, the sound of flesh being shattered by a blunt weapon, echoed from the command center's loudspeakers, followed by Marcus's signature, heartfelt battle cry. “They’re in the underground! Twelve of them! Damn it, they’re not ordinary werewolves, they’re… elite!” Aria brought up the manor’s internal security footage on the main screen. The image was chilling.

I was just about to march up to him and confront him for his disappearing act when I heard his subordinate, Anthony Johnson, ask, "Are you really going to organize a fake wedding ceremony, then abandon Cassandra on the wedding day and broadcast indecent photos of her for all to see?" "That's not all I'm going to do. Emilia and I will have a grand wedding ceremony for us on that day, too. I want to let Cassandra watch us get married," Rocco declared nonchalantly. "It's just to teach her a lesson. She has no one but her brother to blame since he bullied Emilia." Anthony chuckled. "The groom doesn't show up, and indecent photos of her get released. She'll definitely be utterly humiliated. What'

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

I could already tell the was regretting tagging along with us. “There are so many worlds out there,” Marucs began. “Worlds that are flourishing, worlds that are thriving, and the ones that are dying.” I glanced at Elvira who had on a stoic face. If what Marcus said had affected her. she did not show it. I peered back at the projector. It showed an image of earth being surrounded by other replicas of earth but with slight and subtle differences. Marcus flicked to the next image and I saw different creatures. Men and women with tails of fishes. Under the images was a word scribbled: The Merpeople. I saw men with pointed ears, long noses, sharp teeth with scaly wings flaring from their backs. U

And that scared me more than anything. Marcus’s underground coven was a trap in disguise. It's made up of a gambling house, a haven for fools who wanted to win big, only to fall into debt and despair. He lured them in with fake smiles, let them win, then buried them under impossible loans. When they couldn’t pay, their lives became his currency. But that wasn’t all. He ran a massive empire, hidden to the world where narcotics, firearms, you name it run like water. Marcus is ruthless, cunning, and filthy rich. And everyone in the underworld knew one thing: cross Marcus, and you vanish.

The list went on, each accusation backed by evidence and testimony. Marcus didn't deny any of it. Instead, he laughed. "You call it corruption," he said. "I call it evolution. The old bloodlines were meant to die out. They represented a past we'd outgrown. I simply accelerated the inevitable." "You enslaved wolves to a dark entity," Elena said, standing to address the Council. "You turned living beings into twisted mockeries of themselves. That's not evolution. That's abomination." "And what would you call her?" Marcus pointed at me. "A wolf who's scattered across hundreds of others, who can see through their eyes and feel their thoughts? She's more abomination than anything I created."

"You're a parasite." "Am I? I who have lived for eight centuries? I who have built a network spanning every pack on this continent? I who will soon free the Old Ones and reshape this world?" Marcus's body stepped closer to the bars, and his skin began to smoke where it nearly touched the silver. "You're an infant playing with forces you don't understand. But don't worry. Soon, you'll understand everything. Whether you come to me willingly or in chains, you will fulfill your purpose."

“What does that mean?” Ethan answered simply. “It stopped people from cheating.” Noah blinked. “…Oh.” Marcus stood near the shattered remains of the sovereign core. Silent. Watching. For a long time he said nothing. Then he spoke quietly. “You’re celebrating too early.” Jessica looked at him. “Why?” Marcus gestured toward the monitors. “Because you’re assuming the machine stopped evolving.” Ethan crossed his arms. “It’s stabilized.” Marcus shook his head. “No.” His eyes moved slowly across the screens.

Lila shook violently, squirting one last time as they pulled out and hosed the rest over her bound, rope-marked body. The witch slammed down one final time at lightning speed on Marcus and came with a vicious witch scream, her pussy clamping and flooding around his ruined cock. Everything went silent except for dripping and heavy breathing. Marcus’s mind was fracturing. The spikes, the pain, the pleasure, the cut 'n burn, the sight of his wife still hanging there covered in gallons of demon cum, glowing like a corrupted goddess… something inside him was waking up. Something dark, hungry 'n wrong. His own eyes flickered with faint red for the first time. *And surely now, I knew I was possesse

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.