Underworld Raze Novels & Stories

Dominic shot him a glance but Calhoun didn't even look at him as he continued to stare at her. She looked from Calhoun to Dominic helplessly and upon seeing the guilt and sorrow on her best friend’s face, she realized that it was true, that somehow she had killed the Ancient One. This could start a war between the mages and the werewolves, lead them to an era of destruction and chaos again….and who would be responsible? Herself and no one else… It terrified her to think that she was going to be the reason for the doom of the werewolves again. The last war had been deadly for the lycan community and all of them had suffered great losses, both physically and mentally.

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.

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.

System alert flashes red. *Rift Event: Underworld Echo Breach – Level 85 Elite Mob Spawn.* *Boss: Remnant Death Lord (Echo) – HP: 500,000,000* We’re on the porch in seconds. The Court armed. Mom and Dad behind us—Mom with her consecrated mici grill fork (don’t ask), Dad cracking knuckles that summon thunder. The rift tears open over Hell’s Half Acre—violet lightning, marigold fog, obsidian skulls rising like balloons.

“Don’t even think about it. The game is designed for the ones it chooses. If you try to enter their world without being called, it will destroy you. Your only choice is to trust them.” --- Meanwhile, in the Underworld Anna, Mia, Logan, and Ryan trudged through a barren wasteland, the oppressive heat and endless battles wearing on their spirits. The sky above was a swirling mix of black and red, and the ground beneath their feet cracked with every step. “Where’s this fourth anchor?” Ryan asked, his voice laced with frustration. “We’ve been walking forever.” “It’s close,” Anna said, clutching the glowing book to her chest. She scanned the shifting symbols on its pages, her brow furrowed. “We j

And in the middle of the battle, not more or less. Wengarthria is Soovaree’s underworld subrealm, which has existed from the beginning of time, meaning that Wengarthrians had many battles under their belts. Right now, they are in the phase of imploding right in front of our eyes. This is a fantastic chance, and we must seize it for our own goals. But of course, the stupid mutt king is as stubborn as a mule, and he misses seeing the golden opportunity in this.

“No claws. No teeth. Knife to knife. First blood wins.” Raze’s eyes gleam. “First blood? I thought you’d say death.” “I’m a healer,” I say. “I don’t kill unless I have to.” He shrugs. “Your funeral.” The circle forms fast. Black Fang warriors. Our warriors. The chained omegas pressed to the back, eyes wide. Alaric catches my wrist. “If he touches you—” “Then you end him,” I say. “But he won’t.” Because I’ve been watching. The way Raze moves. Favors his left side. Old wound, probably. And he’s arrogant. He thinks I’m weak.

Their arms came around her naturally, grounding her in flesh and breath. “Two wolves,” Derek murmured softly. “One queen,” Jax finished. Raya closed her eyes and felt the truth of it settle into her bones. The line inside her remained steady. Ria did not overpower her. She did not disappear either. They stood together. Later that night, when sleep finally claimed her, Raya found herself walking through a dream landscape she did not recognize. It was neither forest nor mountain, but something suspended between worlds, pale and endless. She sensed Ria before she saw her.

Everything between us finally came to an end. At that moment, a sharp scream echoed from the rooftop, followed by a violent tremor. I looked up. The rooftop structure collapsed entirely, sending debris and dust swirling through the air. Claire’s figure was buried beneath the ruins; not a trace of her remained. The woman who had ruined my entire life had finally received her ending. I floated in midair, silently watching as the world continued to destroy itself. Buildings collapsed. The earth shattered. Lava erupted. Oceans overflowed.

The cameras record in high-resolution, had access to night vision, and audio recording. When the zombie apocalypse arrived, I wanted to watch every angle of that shameless couple's desperate struggle without missing a thing. After taking care of that, I drove straight to the countryside. In my previous life, I had heard about an underground air raid bunker halfway up a hill on the edge of the city. It had once belonged to a tycoon who had gone bankrupt. I spent a fortune to get the broker talking and signed a ten-year lease. When I pushed open the bunker's heavy titanium reinforced blast door, my heart finally settled.