Underworld Evolution Tanis Novels & Stories

Tania answered from somewhere in the lake and I wished I knew where, "and once you get a taste of the euphoric bliss that accompanies power, you'll never want to release it. You'll never want anyone else to have it. You'll want it all. And I'll be damned if you and your friends get in my way. I will taste that limitless power." "And what are you going to do when your power sources die out?" Thorne mused, "you're a siphonor. You need them. It looks to me like you haven't thought this plan through properly." "Oh, I have," from the entrance of the maze made of marble stone strolled out a pale woman. She looked to be slightly taller than me with obsidian eyes and straight as a pin white hair tha

Turning her attention back to the demons, she said, "Baltabek will have his hands full trying to take me over, I assure you. I think he fears me, which is why he hasn't crossed over yet. He's a coward, just like you. Taking over people's bodies because you don't have the strength to enter our world on your own." The demons growled at her, twisting her friends' faces into nightmarish images. Power sparked from their fingertips, but instead of the purity of the white or blue power, their magic came out as a blood-red bolt, smelling of sulfur. "We will destroy your world, lay waste to what was stolen from us." Wanda pointed a finger at Tansy, twisting it as she spoke. "You will stay alive long

Not just the Titans and evil supernaturals, but gods and humans too. No longer would those who lived in Tartarus be tortured just by demons, but us as well. Walking around the pit, father snapped his fingers again, the top half of his body now bare and his staff held in his right hand. My wings picked up in excitement. Hearing the screams of unruly demons that had escaped the Underworld two decades ago. Those were feisty, putting up a fight. I grinned as we walked by them, chained to the coals. Maybe later. Father didn’t get as much pleasure as I did beating the sinners of Earth, Bergarian and the Underworld, but when he did, it was brutal. I had learned most of what I know from him, especia

“But blaming the doctors won’t bring them back.” Logan’s parents were absent that evening, stuck working extra shifts at their diner to keep up with mounting hospital bills. They visited every evening, though, sitting quietly by Logan’s bed, their worry etched into their tired faces. --- Inside the Underworld While their families fought to hold onto hope, Anna and her friends fought for survival. The underworld was relentless. The landscape shifted constantly, a disorienting maze of jagged cliffs, dark forests, and glowing rivers. Shadows moved in the corners of their vision, and the air was thick with the stench of decay.

I didn't even have time to think about Jason's words because just then, Tans head shot up, his ears perking this way and that as a low growl vibrated out of his mouth. Tan slowly stood up, his eyes turning a dark shade of purple which I recognized all too quickly. He was preparing his powers of telekinesis. That's the only power that can actually cause some harm to the hounds... Oh no. The flames in the torches and candlesticks snub out just as quickly as they had come. I gasped, feeling my heart thundering in my chest. Then we heard it. The howls. The hairs behind my neck started to stand on edge, making chills appear all through my spine.

Kaila asked with surprise, even Jason was surprised but this time Gina couldn’t hold back her tears, she began to weep. “Tania, stop being so impulsive, you are twenty-two, way past the rebellious puberty age, can’t you even show your mother a little bit of mercy? You know how hard life was in the wild for her, how can you be willing to go back there and let her worry.” Jason scolded her in distress when he saw his mate cry. Tania was a little surprised, this was the first time that Jason took the initiative to scold her, but it was funny. Maybe if he had spoken up all those years ago when she was confused on how to survive in this pack, maybe she would have respected him a little.

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I couldn't get out of bed for a whole day. A month later, someone pounded frantically on the Underworld gates. I was in the garden pruning the Spider Lilies. I heard Evadne screaming for help. "Ianthe! Please save me!" She stumbled in. She was a horrifying wreck. Her soft skin was covered in overlapping scars. Some were still bleeding. Her eyes were swollen red from crying. She was skin and bones. "Deimos is crazy!" She grabbed my hand. Her nails dug into my flesh. "He says I must birth a real War God! Otherwise, he will torture me in the arena every single day!"

My eyes involuntarily found Eleazar and he was only looking at her, no change in demeanor whatsoever. What wasn’t he perturbed by this? Do I not terrify him? Does the possibility of me being some error in creation not send chills down his spine? Or was he simply good at hiding it? “The god of the underworld was implored to make weapons of war during the werewolf rampage days. He created the most efficient, most ruthless curse out of the darkness of a moonless night. They aged slower, healed faster, sharper senses, killed without hesitation and their powers were beyond what the world could keep. So they were destroyed after they restored order to the world, by halting their ability to reprodu

Rowan snaps his grimoire shut; the sound cracks like a guillotine. Rowan: “I’ve already calculated seventeen ways to make the underworld regret being born.” Seras’s armor finishes forming, pure molten gold. Seras: “I call dibs on whoever touched him.” Lucian spreads his wings; the room temperature drops thirty degrees. Lucian: “I’ll bring the sky down on them.” Nerida’s tentacles unfurl into actual event horizons. Nerida: “I’ll bring the dark.” I pull the obsidian mask over my face.