Underworld: Evolution Selene Novels & Stories

Luca reloaded his weapon quickly despite blood loss making his hands shake harder now. “That means she’s desperate.” Ava looked at him sharply. “You think this is desperation?” “She never risks herself unless she has no choice.” Another explosion thundered through the underground city. The ceiling cracked overhead. Dust poured into the chamber. The entire facility was collapsing faster now. Still Selene smiled. Completely calm. Like she expected every second of this. Ava’s pulse quickened painfully. “What does she want from me?” Nobody answered. Then Selene did. “You were born to inherit Lazarus.”

Only the two of them, born before time had learned to measure itself, before the earth had been shaped, before the first breath of life had ever stirred beneath the stars. For ages beyond counting, they had been alone together in the endless dark. Then Selene had created the world below. She had shaped the earth, called the oceans into being, and filled the land with life—humans, witches, werewolves, and all the fragile, beautiful creatures that would one day rise and fall beneath her moon. She had made them because she had wanted something gentle in a universe that had always been too vast and too cold. Now that world was burning. Lucian was burning it.

Elena stepped closer. “You built a system without conscience.” Selene tilted her head. “Conscience is inefficient.” --- Sirens echoed outside as authorities closed in. But Selene didn’t move. “You won yesterday,” she admitted. “You exposed operational nodes.” “Then this is over,” Elena said. Selene’s smile faded. “No.” She tapped a small device on her wrist. Across global networks, dormant code flickered awake. Lucas’s panicked voice burst through comms. “Elena she just activated sleeper protocols worldwide!”

​The High-Alpha Showdown ​The fight between Leo and Selene was a collision of two different evolutions. Selene fought with the precision of a goddess, her violet energy shaping itself into whips and spears that could cut through reality itself. Leo fought with the desperation of a survivor, his "Wild Code" absorbing her strikes and turning them into raw, kinetic heat. ​"You are strong, Leo," Selene whispered as they locked arms, their frequencies screaming in a deadly embrace. "But you are 'Earth-Bound'. You still care about the billions below. That is your anchor. And it will be your grave."

“Moonfire… whatever happens… whatever she does… you’re mine. All of you. And I’ll fight for it, every second.” Selene’s eyes shimmered, silver glint fading into soft gray as twin pulsed, frustrated but subdued. “I… I know,” she whispered, leaning into him fully. “I… want you. Only you.” Outside, Ariane smiled faintly, satisfied. She had escalated the tension, provoked jealousy, and yet Kael and Selene had survived—at least for now. But she knew the next escalation would be irreversible. And somewhere, deep beneath the Cascades, the first stirrings of something older, darker, watching, waiting for the right moment began to pulse through the earth itself.

“Some of them for hundreds of years. “The Underworld is a Kingdom in itself; as I told you this morning, all the dead are in the Deadlands, awaiting reincarnation.” “This place is weird,” I murmur, looking around at all the people. Now that Laila has said it, I do note that a lot of their skin is papery and frail, hanging off their bodies as if it almost wants to slough off like a snake. I grimace. “Shh,” Laila says, nudging me. “Pay attention.” I do as I’m told, turning my eyes back up to the God of Death. “We now invite our lovely Contestants,” the God days, gesturing out towards the center of the group, “to ascend the pillar and demonstrate for us their beauty. Please, all, come forward.”

“We have heroes”—Louis, then Edward appeared again, in different shots than before—“and even lovely heroines.” Several pictures of Kate Beckinsale as the beautiful Selene from the Underworld movies filled the screen, followed by the sexy red-haired image of the video game character Rayne.

He took my hand placing on his heart. "Your emotions are a part of me, they always were. Underworld is constantly in motion, with its multiple mirage images, you can never find it until it wants to be found or until the fate has chosen you. Years ago much before your birth, Selene found in after her persistent efforts. She laid a proposal for me to choose her as my mate and reject the one being made for me and get control of her powers......I refused and in return a curse from that evil mouth was born.....a curse of being prisoner in my own world till a werewolf has rejected his or her mate."

With a final wave, Danu escorts the three females to the deepest parts of Hell. Selene is pulled into four sets of waiting arms, kisses and caresses running over her body. Tears from in the hybrid's eyes and she turns into Toby's chest, finally crumbling into her overwhelming emotions.

“It’ll happen during the ceremony—two nights from now. I can redirect the invasion wherever you want, but I need that decision now.” “Is there any way to communicate with you while you’re back in the Underworld?” I ask. “Because we’re not going to have a full plan in ten minutes without input from the other supernaturals—and the goddesses.” “The only way would be if he was marked by his mates,” Selene says, appearing without warning—flanked by Hecate and Thor. “Would’ve been easy… if he hadn’t wiped their marks.” Oof. Looks like someone’s still pissed.