Underworld Liken Novels & Stories

But just as I was underwater, I saw she had already popped up on the top of the water, her legs visible in the sun. “Goddess Ivy. Don’t you know swimming under a waterfall is dangerous!?” I shook her, gripping her arms. Her eyes were wide, looking at my hands. “I didn’t go under it, Alex I went around it.” I tightened my grip. “You’re hurting me.” “I’m sorry.” I pulled her into a hug. “You just scared me.” “Blake, for someone so strong, many things scare you.” She ran her hand down my cheek. “There’s real danger in this world, Constant wars. Constant betrayals. You’ve already seen it.” I swallowed, thinking about it. “Only now have I had anything I was terrified to lose.”

We had plenty of sex. "Here in this Underworld my Chosen become like humans again, but they are not truly human," she said. "Among my originals I saw that a powerful few had come back to life. Mortal life pushed out their spirits, and they were once again one-natured—meaning they only had one soul." My chest expanded as I digested those words. She was confirming my biggest suspicion and my biggest hope—that I could one day return to life!

she told her. Liza faced Avyanna "He went to the underworld to be specific" she smirked when she saw her brother's stern look. "Underworld? Is it like the ones in the movies? I mean some second world where the demons live or so" Avyanna wasn't getting surprised anymore, she was living amongst the demons now so it was smart for her to know about them or their nature and cultures. "Yes my dear, except it is not as beautiful as the movies paint it to be. It is quite dark and a dangerous place, it is called an underworld for a reason. It is a home for every demon, we demons can easily get in and out of it without having any hardships, it is however another story for humans. Except for humans who

I've travelled to some places of the world affraid to stay one place for too long because of my immorality which has me looking like a college student , young and breautiful ,most people describe me to be, devine even but i didnt mind , over the years I've made a pretty good living for myself , owning mansions, cars, bussiness i must say i've been one busy goddess while living on this earth . Besides that I've came to love the underworld and my people, ive been there many times and also heard about their king but didn't trouble myself to see who he was, knowing them I'm betting it's a demionda demon although most of them are nearly extinct they are the strongest beings in the underworld so I

It's cute but… it hurts if that koala is as heavy as a mountain! When I finally escaped from those mountain-like limbs of Damian, I stretched my numb body and then made my way to the bathroom to freshen up. Unlike those fantasy novels and movies we used to be so obsessed about, the Underworld also practices the things we are using in the Human Realm. I guess some of the cannibalistic creatures here bath in blood or even dead people's internal organs or even more gruesome sights we used to imagine. But I already experienced it twice, in the palace of Damian in the Underworld, and here, in the Vampire Realm.

Supernaturals had only figured this out within the past fifty years and have been most helpful to those who do not wish to learn the technological advances humans have to use to know magic. Uriel covered her eyes as we entered the backside of the garden. The gazebo where I had watched her yesterday still hung with her scent in the air. "Does all the Underworld look like this?" Uriel wondered while staring at the fountains that lay in the pond. "Because I would think a place that held souls would be so much darker, especially how some demons look. I guess I shouldn't assume that," she stuttured, waving her hand. "That was bad of me to assume," she continued to ramble until I place a finger ov

Another of the mysterious beings could be seen in the distance, taking post at an additional entrance. “Obviously the satellite missed these guys,” James said. Blakeney nodded slowly. “No heartbeat, no signature.” The man appeared to search his memory. “I remember seeing a reference to something like this in the Archives. Man-like beings with no heart beat and glowing red eyes. Soldiers of the Underworld, the notes called them. According to the source, they’ll have Stygian blades that can be tainted with poisons. That’s how they kill,” he finished in a grim whisper.

"The living cannot be in Underworld then how are there fishes here or are they dead too?" Will straightened following my line of sight smiling. "This brook is part of the river Oceanus which runs through both the Underworld and the mortal realm. But they do not usually come into the open like this." "Why did they come out now?" this caused Will's smile to widen. "It's because of you." "Me? I am not a fish whisperer." He chuckled upon hearing my declaration. "You indeed are not one, but you being living they are attracted to you while being scared of us." The explanation made sense.

"Luella's right. The Underworld is a realm of endless possibilities. Sure, we deal with our fair share of scumbags, but that's just one facet of our existence." I snapped my fingers, summoning a small flame to dance across my knuckles. "Exactly. We've got the hottest nightclubs this side of the cosmos, art galleries that'd make the Louvre weep, and don't even get me started on our culinary scene." Sebastian's eyes widened, following the flame on my hand. "So it's not all... fire and brimstone?" I laughed, extinguishing the flame with a flick of my wrist. "Oh, there's plenty of that too. But why limit ourselves? We're talking about eternity here, babe. Gotta keep things interesting."

the fortune teller answered too enthusiastically, watching the slow run of unnaturally dark clouds. The heavy sky in deep purple tones is probably the only difference between the Underworld and the Earth. Otherwise, the same hills and plains, green grass and trees. Yes, with unusual openwork leaves, but to the touch they are no different, for example, from birch leaves. Smooth, cool, pick, rub between your fingers and you will feel a pleasant smell of freshness. “The lord has brought the mistress!” Melissa did not immediately make out where the gurgling sounds were coming from, and turned around on her axis.