Underworld Raze Novels & Stories

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

Majority of the campers are boys because game addiction is their thing – to be exact, Dungeon Raydens-addiction. Dungeon Raydens is a sandbox-style MMORPG that’s a one-stop-shop for a lot of things. Kate remembers that, when Ecto was still around (darn, it hurt to think that), they did almost everything there except PvP and the MOBA-esque Battle Royale end game, which Ecto abhorred for their violence.

I place her down gently, breath catching at how fragile her body looks, then snap my head up to see the two who have run after him. I tear down the hallway, fury roaring in my veins. I catch a glimpse of them up ahead, dragging his ruined arm, stumbling, slipping on blood-slicked tiles. So close. Then Raze steps out of nowhere, blocking the narrow corridor. “You’re not getting to him,” he spits, bracing himself. I don’t hesitate. I slam into him, claws ripping through his side, throwing him into the wall. But it buys Sean enough time. Phantom throws something and it erupts in smoke, slowing me. I back off as the poison gets up my nose.

"And he has the roar of the dawn" We began the descent. The Under-Realm was a world of terrifying beauty. We moved through tunnels of translucent obsidian and veins of glowing sapphire quartz. The air grew hotter and thinner as we moved deeper, smelling of brimstone and ancient, stagnant rot. Giant mushrooms, taller than a man and glowing with a sickly violet light, lined the paths, their spores drifting through the air like radioactive snow.

Match that with my over-all nerdy look, you can guess how many times I get asked for an ID at clubs and other events. The two interns walk ahead of me and just as I exit the studio, I bump into something tall and hard. And surprisingly the tall and hard something smells heavenly too. “I’m sorry!” I apologize before anything else. I give a little bow as well still not knowing who I bumped into. “Don’t be in such a hurry Keira, you’ll hurt yourself.” It was Aiden. Sweet, tall, and beautiful, Aiden. He’s one of the rappers and head of Raze’s production team. This man is the brain behind most of Raze’s hits.

I said as she smiled, dragging me up to help me dress up. "I want it to be like fate, I want a love that will sweep me off my feet. Like in stories. Mysterious handsome bloodsucker who only wants to change because of me," Selene explained with a weird expression. Her eyes closed as she imagined it. Both I and Zoey looked at each other concerned. "You are living in a fantasy world, wake up," Zoey said. I couldn't help but chuckle as they both turned to look at me. "Mysterious bloodsucker? What is he? Vampire or Werewolf?" I asked amused as I chuckled more.

If I let it out again then it would probably kill the first person she saw. "What's that supposed to mean?" Angelica was genuinely fearful now. This was the first time I had seen her so scared of something. She was usually so in control of the situation and, much like her father, there wasn't a single thing which scared her. "My name is Ellie Pierce. My pack was Night Claw. My father was the Alpha and guess what?" I paused for a moment as I glared at her with an evil smirk covering my face as the realization of who I actually was finally hit her. "My brother told my father he didn't want to be the Alpha and the title fell to me. Surprise!"

“So you’re willing to give up Black Shark’s entire northern territory, to hole up on this tiny island, all just for my head? But have you thought about what’s behind me? “The full power of The Obsidian Order! If I die here today, their wrath will wipe this island off the map. Every single one of you will be buried with me. “And your families still in the north? You think they’ll be spared? “The worst-case scenario for me is mutual destruction. Are you really prepared for that?” Sebastian’s voice was icy, his gaze piercing. Raze’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Even if I die, dragging you and your wife down with me is worth it!” All the men around them had their weapons raised, just waiting for

Englewood fellow. My next source is a much more pleasant visit. He’s a higher-class citizen of the Underworld, obviously still a criminal because everyone here is unless they’re slaves. He always dresses quite dapperly with a suit or some nice button-up dress shirt with khaki pants. Nothing as fancy as the highborns up top with all their lacy shit, but nicer than most citizens down here. Despite my reputation, he always chooses to do our business at his house. It’s a really nice place compared to many of the broken-down, shabby neighborhoods built on ledges of hardened soil that are beginning to topple over. I don’t like drawing attention, so I live in one of those shabbier neighborhoods in

I can hear their footsteps scuffling away. “You know she’s never going to make this easy for you, right?” I hear Rowan ask quietly. Silence. Long enough that I almost think Luca isn’t going to answer. “I know,” he says softly. A beat passes. Then Rowan snorts. “You’re so unbelievably fucked.” “Shut up, Rowan.” Their laughter fades down the hall. And despite everything… Dean Withers. The tracker beneath my skin. Callan Ravaryn and his stupid, gentle eyes. The memories of Skyless Keep. The panic still clawing at my chest… I find myself smiling. Just a little.