Underworld Liken Novels & Stories

"She lives in the western quarter. You are going to meet her soon." The resonance output does something I have not seen before: it spikes briefly and then settles to a level above the previous baseline, as if the information itself has been absorbed into the protocol and has strengthened the process. I watch the numbers stabilize at the new level and I think: the second soul heard the name. It knows. "Sable," Kai says quietly, trying the name the way you try a word that belongs to something you have not had a word for before. "That is a wolf color."

"Killing you quick wouldn't settle the score for my dead brothers. I'd rather take my time breaking you. I want everyone in the underworld to see that Daniela isn't untouchable." I thrashed and writhed, but the iron found me over and over, searing my flesh until the pain choked the screams right out of my throat. After what felt like an eternity of burning, just as I was about to black out, they finally lowered me down. But I'd barely caught my breath when a sharp, stinging pain shot through my wrist. Giovanni had actually taken a knife to it, slicing it open, then shoving my hand into the sea. Blood swirled into the dark sea, staining it red.

She reminds me, the concern for our safety clear in her eyes. “I will. I’ll let you know the details once you return.” “Sounds like a plan,” she smiles and pecks my lips. —------------------ An hour later, we are walking into Shadow Den. The place is also called the Underworld for supernatural creatures. Not only werewolves but different types of creatures are found here. The ones who did not get a place in the world stay here. It's a breeding den for every sort of illegal and criminal activity. The place is shrouded in secrecy, a labyrinth of narrow alleyways and dimly lit buildings. The air is thick with the stench of tobacco decay and a promise of danger. Anyone who’s not entered this are

Vincent received a special delivery. A trembling butler handed him a USB drive. It was a "return gift" from Rafael's men. The screen lit up, showing the damp, dark underground clinic. I was curled on the filthy floor, covered in blood, desperately trying to shield my stomach. Sarah was grinding her heel into my hand while her thugs jeered and humiliated me. And in the background, a voice—his own, cold and indifferent: [I don't care who it is. Teach the blind fool a lesson.]

"Take this million dollars and get lost! You think just because I've made it, I'm going to let a bottom-feeding nobody like you keep leeching off me?" My fiance, Marco Benedetti, slapped the check against my face, arrogance written all over him. "I used to think you were at least obedient, but now I see you're nothing but dead weight. "I was born with noble blood running through my veins, but for six years, you made me live like a rat in the slums. Now that I've reclaimed my inheritance, cheap trash like you isn't even fit to lick my boots!"

It seems like he was more trained at holding them back than wielding them, at least what I've seen. "What's it like? The underworld, I mean," I blurt out, unable to hide my raging curiosity. "Not what you would think. Most people think it's eternal fire all around and a realm of suffering. It has a designated area for that, but the social structure is similar to the werewolf world; there's a day and night of sorts-different between the sun and the moon, but still, it would be considered the equivalent. There are no seasons like here, but it's built to cater to the biology of a demon." he says matter-of-factly.

I guess they didn't think new people could be worse than those they sent away. "You're right. I wasn't looking forward to you having sex with anyone else." Uroy says as he slides his hands up my legs under my skirt. He thinks he has a hold on me because we're mated, but he's wrong. As soon as we get to the underworld, I'm kicking him to the curb so I can sleep with every demon possible.

I draw it out from behind my back. He nods once, then pulls me into a deep, possessive kiss that leaves both of us breathless. “I agree with Alex,” he says gruffly. “Don’t be late.” Later – The Underworld Cloaked in invisibility, I enter the Underworld. Normally, I like this place. The Underworld has always gotten a bad rap—especially from Christianity, which tends to equate it with Hell. But it’s more nuanced than that. There are three primary zones:

The whole place is lit a soft blue light from a great number of strange glowing orbs scattered around the landscaping around us. Honestly, while the Underworld has so far been desolate and brutally impressive, here it’s…quite pretty. Anton gives a little growl that draws my eyes to him and he bumps himself into my side, letting his tongue loll a little as he looks at me.

Yama laughed patting at Lukas back. My stomach was in knots at that. Sometimes it was nice to know that I was giving birth to someone significant. But also it terrified me that the child was going to have immense power and no one to look after him. Maybe it was just me being overdramatic, but it always haunted me. Lukas proudly smiled and gripped at my waist as if to assure me. *** Underworld was beyond my expectations. I thought it would be darkness everywhere and gloomy scenes with Greek antiquities everywhere. But it was different.