Underworld Kraven Novels & Stories

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.

He plants a kiss on my earlobe, sending an irritating shudder through me and I pull my bottom lip into my mouth as he thrusts his hip forward. "The entire world will know what a shameful–" "Stop. No more. Please. " I croak and he laughs. "Not yet, baby. We still have a long way to go. " "You'll regret it if you do this. You'll pay for it. I'll fucking haunt you down. " I hiss, kicking my legs against his but that doesn't stop him from tracing his lips down my neck to my exposed shoulder. "Please, just– No!" He lets go of my wrists to move to my chest, hands fiddling over my top as he tries to remove it, but I push my hands into his stomach, causing him to lose his ground and stagger backward

Chapter 74: The Final Showdown The trio stood outside the hidden base, their hearts pounding with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow on the dilapidated building before them. It was time to confront Bruno and Mr. Wick, to put an end to their reign of terror once and for all. Luca, Isabella, and Alejandro exchanged a final glance, a silent affirmation of their unwavering resolve. They had come so far, overcome countless obstacles and dangers, and now they stood on the precipice of their ultimate goal.

… hmm… now that's a difficult question. Creed was still lost in his thoughts until a knife bolted at his head from behind. The speed of the incoming attack was fast enough to ring several buzzers inside his head. It was not the intense killing-intent from the knife that alarmed Creed, but a silently screaming aura. The wrapped aura around the incoming knife was as calm as a sea. Creed immediately realized that this kind of attack could only be made by someone who was deeply buried under darkness. This kind of calmness can only be gained after several years of life in the underworld. The strike was enough to tell him that these people were not just hunters but also murderers and criminals.

Having it wreak havoc in one Kingdom was more than enough. One of the first things I notice as I walk alongside the riverbank is the mass amount of destruction. What once was a thriving riverboat community was a dump filled with snapped pieces of wood and tarnished metal. The community looked like a hurricane had run through it, ripping apart every boat that once floated along the river, but hurricanes don't exist in the Underworld, and they don't leave inkblots. There was no doubt about it. A Kraken had been unleashed in the Underworld. I let out a heavy sigh of relief, thanking Jehovah that it was in the Underworld and not in the Sea Kingdom; the last time a Kraken had made it into the oce

I'd been fucking her for minutes until, “Ugh! Fuck! Take that! Take my seed!” I groaned, plunging into her hard as my manhood twitched, releasing ropes of cum into her. “Daddyyyy” she screamed, her eyes rolling backwards in their sockets before she passed out. I knew she had cum on my cock. Burying my face in her neck, I could feel the flicker in my eyes, and the sharp teeth sticking out of my mouth. My fangs had elongated!

A month before our wedding, my fiance, Rocco Morelli, disappeared. I searched for him for weeks, until I finally saw him in a jewelry boutique. He was there with a beautiful woman, helping her pick out a diamond ring. She was Emilia Leone, my father's illegitimate daughter, the one I kicked out of the family three years ago. Rocco slipped a 20-carat diamond ring onto her finger, the stone blindingly bright. 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?"

Thus, with a confident grin and a significant measure of trepidation, Scarlett initiated a perilous game of cat and mouse with Kristof, deep within the underbelly of the underworld. "So, how did you find yourself in this underworld, Kristof?" she inquired, as he guided their path, his gaze radiating warmth, though his thoughts were consumed by the anger he felt witnessing others attempting to assist Klaus in retrieving his brothers. "You should not have ventured here, Scarlett. It is a torment," he replied. "Klaus sends people into this abyss, fully aware that they are unlikely to survive." As they navigated the twisting passages of the underworld, the air became heavy with the odor of decay

“We destabilize them from inside. Financials. Infrastructure. Trust. They’ve always ruled from behind glass. We shatter the illusion of control, piece by piece.” Nova lifted a brow. “With what?” Cassian’s eyes flicked to Aria. “With her voice. My name. And every secret they buried in Eden’s vault.” Aria’s fingers found the envelope again. The one she hadn’t revealed. The one Riven had left her with. She didn’t speak. Cassian moved to the screen and activated the first phase of their offensive an autonomous social spider built to release portions of their broadcast into professional channels, corporate networks, and legacy media streams too old for modern censors to intercept.

The girl I put through ten years of school stood up at her own graduation and thanked me in front of everyone. A second later, three translucent lines appeared in front of my eyes. [She will steal the Prescott family's trade secrets, start her own company, and turn on you.] [She will publish an essay and put the internet on your family. Your wife will die of a heart attack.] [Prescott Logistics will fold. The estate will go to auction. You will die in front of the men you owe.] I stared at her. "Vanessa. Have you spent all these years filing away everything we did for you as a reason to hate us?" She blinked at me, wide-eyed and innocent. That was when I understood. The snake was al