Underworld Liken Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ryu started, “Which are exclusively from the Underworld itself.” “What do they look like?” I asked. It seems like she’s also listening, even though she’s busing reading on her seat. Well, she deserves to know her current situation, most especially when we’re all standing on death’s door. “U-worldians are creatures of pride. They are mostly comprised of humans, but their skills are no joke. They are ought to exude their bloodlust to their victims as they hide in the shadows.” He paused, “Witnessing their victims shivering in fear is fun for them, and it is their prize. If ever you felt one, don’t hesitate to run, slayer.”

Asteria shrugged. Asher was silent for a moment, glancing down at Asteria. "For most werewolves, there's an existence called a mate. Those mates are practically the other half of themselves. Once a wolf together with their mate, they will be considered a perfect being among werewolves. Thus, the strength would also rise substantially."

Looking at her face, he smiled gently and said, 'Don't worry, I'm fine. He knew very well about his body, and it would be fine. Cassie looked at the blush on his face and was a little worried. She felt that it was not a cold, but a fever. 'Don't worry. If I don't feel well, I'll tell you.' After Javen finished speaking, he set off. The Underworld was located in the suburbs. This place was quite hidden, so ordinary people couldn't find it at all. Cassie was an excellent hacker, so she knew where every Underworld was in different cities.

The dark-blue flame exploded like a bomb when it came in contact with the underworld soldiers, turning the entire area into a sea of dark-blue flames. The underworld soldiers never stood a chance. The sea of dark-blue flame instantly drowned them. They screamed miserably as their souls shattered. It was a massacre. Skylar was like a tiger making its way through a flock of sheep, barely encountering any resistance as he entered the depths of the Underworld smoothly.

I thought that they were like us who have a feature of humans and thought it was a wolf inside living. They seemed like monsters with a heart-shaped face, huge mouths, sharp teeth, and dirty skin with a dark mud-like hue. They were not wearing clothes like us but instead looked like rug fabric. I guess they were living in the third part of the underworld like beggars. Wanda just shoved it off to every person that could block our way. She can easily kick the creature away by just moving her hand.

A reckoning in the underworld. Tbc.

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

I clutched my daughter tight, her tiny form acting like a living radiator, her soft glowing light showing the damp brick walls as we passed. Two hours felt like forever as we crawled through that forgotten maze under the city. These weren’t the tourist hallways, not even close. They were the old smuggler routes, the blood-paths of the Lycan underworld that humans never mapped. Eventually, Silas led us to a massive rusted iron door hidden behind a waterfall of storm runoff. “The Undercity,” Marcus breathed, and when Silas entered a complex manual override code the air changed, like the place itself was holding its breath.

They joined Damian and faced us. “We’ve arrived,” Vee said. “Now we’ll step through a portal again, this time right through Vexx’s wards and onto the building’s roof. We will take them by surprise.” “How is that possible?” Xavier asked the question that had to be on all our minds. Vee smiled. “Because the rules of earth don’t apply to the Underworld. A reaper can travel wherever he likes.” She motioned to Damian, and he opened another fire-rimmed portal. He, Vee, and Andre leapt through first.

In the Underworld, no one lifts a finger unless they want something; usually, it’s your soul. I grab white sweats and a black tank, flexing experimentally. As I head to the bathroom, a ripple of something brushes against me, a whisper of a call, like someone reaching for me through the veil. I freeze, eyes narrowing. "What was that?" Zor shrugs nonchalantly. "Probably nothing. Emotions hit differently now. You’ll get used to it." Still uneasy, I step into the shower, turn the water on, and test its heat. Steam coils around me, and as I strip, I finally see myself.