Underworld Queen Novels & Stories

Seeing his reaction Lilianah smirked. No one had ever seen the queen of underworld. It was rumored that she wore a jacket in which a small symbol of crown made with diamonds was embedded. And both Freddie and Jack saw that crown. Freddie: "You...y..ooo..uu are t..hhh...he queen?" "Yes I am queen and you know what I will do to both of you when I am done playing." Fear was shown on their face. Lilianah laughed and her laughter was as invitation from hell echoing in the whole cell. "Then listen I will wrap you to beautifully and send it to your boss as a gift from queen."

He was navigating the city beneath the city and there were no maps for that. Finally they came out of the Blackwall tunnel. “So,” said Dennis. “This Underworld, it’s a club, yeah?” “It’s the domain of Erishkigal, Queen of the Underworld.” “Queen of the Underworld, so it’s a gay club then?” “She was married to Gugalanna, but he’s dead now.” “Right, that’s a pity.” “She eats clay, drinks water, and her sexual appetite is insatiable. When the death god Nergal visited her they copulated for six whole days and when he left, on the seventh, she was still not satisfied.”

I gasped as his magic mixed with mine and was absorbed by each other. "Please rise and welcome King and Queen Kolgrim of Godric. The protectors and rulers of the underworld," Balthazar's father shouted. We both stood up and turned toward the crowd. They all cheered as we stood before them. I smiled as I felt Oren puff her chest with pride. We had come a long way from the girl afraid to stand up for herself. We had come a long way from the woman who believed she was never good enough. I looked over at Balthazar, at the man I once feared would be my demise. I was a fool to think such stupid things. This man was not my end. No, this man before me was my awakening, my light among the darkness. H

Fuck, this was nothing of this earth. "I did not invite you in," A voice boomed, both young and old. New and broken. Shivers dug their way up my legs, rattling my knees slightly. "I never thought I would see the Killer Queen tremble this much." A mocking laughed followed. Katharine's teeth were warped, like she had tried prying them from her mouth. Faint outlines of shadow created the illusion of antlers from her head. "What are you?" I mumbled, unable to fully catch my breath. The thing smiled back cruelly and I could hear many civilizations wither and die within each word it spoke afterwards.

"It's building something and asking someone to keep it with you. I'm not collecting anything tonight, Zariah. Debts are dead. Your hand is your own. I'm on my knees in front of everyone who ever wanted you gone, asking for the one thing that can't be taken, or bought, or collected." The box opened. The whole ballroom made a sound. "Marry me," I said. "Be my queen because you choose to. Say yes, and say no, and I'll still build you a hundred clinics and stand behind them where I scare the clients. But God help me, woman-" and my voice cracked, once, in front of four hundred people, my voice, cracking "-please say yes." Zariah’s POV

A place filled with dangers, bloodthirstiness and terrifying and ice cold aura. This is... The Underworld. Where killers and criminals reside. Underworld, is a place as huge as continents itself, every continents has an Underworld. It is basically the other world that exists below the ground of our known society. The Underworld is not any different to the world above. Arinea Underworld is currently controlled by an Emperor of Wang Imperial Family, Wang Hou. Vendors are selling different kinds of things beside the road. And also big shops selling jewelries and clothes for women and different kinds of weapons for both men and women.

Catarina Rosales Marquez surveyed her garden of fruit and vegetables in the windswept hills of Mindanao. The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's.

Immediately, she ordered her men to seal all the Path of Lost Soul and strengthen the defense around the Underworld. The Underworld's defense instantly doubled, and there were dozens of patrol teams patrolling the city's perimeter. It would not be a stretch to say that the entire Underworld was like a heavily guarded fortress. At that moment, the sound of light footsteps came from the Path of Lost Soul. They belonged to an alluring woman dressed in a deep-purple tight dress that accentuated her figure. She was also emitting a dangerous cobra-like aura. She was none other than Kendall.

Standing in my flip-flops wearing a big shirt with male boxers, my hair a messy ponytail and my body bruised and healing, I really felt loved and worthy when I look around seeing almost a hundred men kneeling at my feet. I'm not just anybody. I'm Arianna Romano, goddess of death. The huntress. The Queen.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—