Underworld Liken Novels & Stories

I could even hear them moving around in the hallway after I went to bed. We were watching Underworld and talking about how Lycans looked nothing like that when they were around and how different the vampires acted in the movie than in real life, when in stumbled Aziel. He smelt like a bar threw up on him. I looked at Kade with questioning eyes. He looked at me then quickly looked away to Aziel.

she said in a matter of fact way, "what makes you think so?" "Well, I could be wrong but what I saw on TV looked more like those things you see in those adventure and sci-fi movies" she explained, "I don't follow" I said thoughtfully, "there use to be a term for it, I can’t quite remember it right now. Its part of those things you see in the Underworld movie" she explained, "you mean werewolf?" I asked amazed that she was close to the truth, "yes!" She said excitedly "that's it" she added.

I stared at the gray undergarment, studying the yellow Batman symbol on it. My mind was bouncing around one thought: Jace Storme liked my underwear. Or at least he'd said. My mind was dancing happily—Jace Storme had liked my underwear!—but my heart was telling me that he was just joking. Nobody, especially not Jace Storme, could like anything I owned. I was a nobody. He was a somebody. No, he was Jace Storme.

she said, an emotion I couldn't fathom flashed in her eye, she shook her head, and her eyes was back to the normal aloof and dull look. She glanced at me, as If contemplating to say something or not, she finally did. “He's the Patriarch of the Azura's underworld activities.” “Underworld?!” I blurted out. Dose this still exist? Stories I've heard about the underground activities isn't close to nice, they are dangerous and cruel. I quickly poured myself another shot and gulped it down. She immediately looked around ourselves again, to make sure no one was hearing us, She looked at me again and I swear, I felt a sudden wave of adrenaline cursing through me.

From the way the guard addressed her, he could tell she was the one the whole village was talking about, the general that gave them a name. He seemed to be repulsed by the idea of treating the habitat of the underworld like people of the other world, it was like keeping wild animals in a zoo and deluding oneself to think they can interact with humans, as humans without displaying their wild characters. What he didn’t realize was that the people of the otherworld and people of the underworld are both humans of the same species shaped by their environments. They are not and cannot be compared to wild animals with wild instincts. Sixty percent of the underworld’s population are people born into

They both gave out a soft chuckle. Uzair, Shameer, and Uday were the most prominent figures in the Underworld. And so was their friendship. One, being the underboss with quick reasoning abilities and deducing capabilities. Second, being the deadliest assassination with quick killings and presence of mind. Third, being an extraordinary doctor with skills of wit and excellent knowledge of humans in the terms of psychology and body. Those three of them make the deadliest invincible weapon when working together. When they worked, it was a sight to behold. Their accuracy, synchronisation, and strength aligned with each other so much that they were called 'a soul with three bodies.'

I stood up, drawing my second silver dagger, and took in my surroundings. The Underworld was a bleak, terrifying waste of ash, black volcanic glass, and jagged bone-white obelisks stretching endlessly into a sky devoid of stars. The air was thick with the suffocating stench of sulfur, ozone, and ancient rot. Swirling clouds of pale violet mist rolled across the barren landscape, obscuring the horizon in a veil of perpetual shadow.

It was made to the shooting animals and then, slowly shooting humans on the way. Because of the harsh competition among his own adoptive sons who wanted to take over his place, we the adoptive brothers were always trying to win against each other. It took me a long time and effort to win all of them and gain a place that I am on today. Eagle, the name whole Underworld know but the face which is still unknown to the world. Secret and the hidden identity are the major characteristics of the Underworld. We can not risk ourselves to the world who are ready to handover us to the cops as soon as they find all about us.

Liam said to Cohen, knowing the latter was trying hard to hide the fact that he was worried about Mira's safety. No matter how hard they tried to formulate the strategies for the battle, there were still uncertainties. Abbadon had the entire Underworld's armies under her control, which outnumbered the werewolves and their allies. Even so, the werewolves and their allies never showed an ounce of fear on their face. It was normal for them to be outnumbered in the battle, but that wouldn't break their determination to win the battle.

I watched in awe, as what unravelled before my eyes was the most extraordinary and terrifying thing I had ever seen. “Welcome to Obsidian!” Adrian shouted over the bellowing noise, as the thick concrete wall opened up. “Now walk. Try anything and both of you will regret it.” I gasped as we walked past the opening of the wall. We were in the Underworld. No one could’ve imagined that a place such as this could have possibly existed after a poorly constructed staircase in the middle of a mountain. Because this place was scintillating.