Underworld Sonja Novels & Stories

He no longer sees Mr Rollins but now there is Sona. “ Oh ,no ! What are you doing here ?” Richard asks his whole body shivering and in great shock at the sight before him . “ I have come as we planned ” Sona says with a smirk on her face. “ You are really a devil. How did you manage to turn into Mr Rollins? ” Richards asks shivering. “I can become even more than the devil when you cross my path when doing something ” Sona says. “ Now that, I have deleted the video . I give you one more chance to get away from here and leave me alone.” Sona says as he turns to go but Stupidly Richard grabs her hand .

"Hmm. The mortal is already in my hands. However, that bastard Sitan said that since that soul is the main reason chaos started in his turf, a price has to be paid. Damn that guy." Just because a winner was decided before he could reap some benefits, he suddenly took revenge by giving the woman a headache. She murmured, "Deities from that place are actually so petty." She remembered the two guys, one old and one young, who were still with her incarnate right now and felt extremely annoyed. Sitan, the Chief Deity of Underworld, had agreed to let her peacefully blend with the villagers to search for the target of the bet, and promised to extend help.

“No, I am not goddess gifted. I want to take over the world and I can’t do that without the pendant.” “How do you even know this pendant exists? I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pendant that had powers.” Hades looked at her with disgust, “You are as stupid as your mother.” Sonya held her composure and slowly walked to the tool table and grabbed a small knife. “Strip him down. This is going to be fun. Don’t say I didn’t warn you Hades.” His eyes went wide with fear as Greg and Jim came back into the cell and ripped the rest of his clothes off. Jake came in and stood behind the table with a proud smile on his face. He winked at Sonya when she looked up at him.

Mira, you can stand aside and guide us if we cannot do it right. With that, Xen jumped into the action. The silhouette was obviously too powerful for them. It was dragging the three of them along all at once. The silhouette was actually the distorted soul of a dark mage. A shifter mage, to be precise. They escape into our planet Earth from their own world, called Chemora.

Vincent received a special delivery. A trembling butler handed him a USB drive. It was a "return gift" from Rafael's men. The screen lit up, showing the damp, dark underground clinic. I was curled on the filthy floor, covered in blood, desperately trying to shield my stomach. Sarah was grinding her heel into my hand while her thugs jeered and humiliated me. And in the background, a voice—his own, cold and indifferent: [I don't care who it is. Teach the blind fool a lesson.]

A month before our wedding, my fiance, Rocco Morelli, disappeared. I searched for him for weeks, until I finally saw him in a jewelry boutique. He was there with a beautiful woman, helping her pick out a diamond ring. She was Emilia Leone, my father's illegitimate daughter, the one I kicked out of the family three years ago. Rocco slipped a 20-carat diamond ring onto her finger, the stone blindingly bright. I was just about to march up to him and confront him for his disappearing act when I heard his subordinate, Anthony Johnson, ask, "Are you really going to organize a fake wedding ceremony, then abandon Cassandra on the wedding day and broadcast indecent photos of her for all to see?"

"Come to the Eternal City. I'll make you my mate... my only bride... I'll claim you for real." Pleasure shot down my spine like lightning, making me shake. Gasping, I threw reason out the window. Just like the last ninety nights, I kissed him back, wrapping my legs tight around his waist. When it was over, my eyes snapped open. I was soaked. It felt terrifyingly real. But I couldn't care about that right now. That pomegranate crest kept flashing in my mind. The Night House. Rulers of the Eternal City. Descendants of the ancient Underworld God.

With the pride of having a black and rotten heart, Solano decided to flee from it but ended up being the wife of the king of the Underworld. The time here in the Underworld is too slow. Because a month in the Human World is only a day in the Underworld. That's why the number of ages of everyone here who goes to the Human World is increasing with the face and beauty they have in the Underworld. That's why it seems to be days to a year only for them since Khrystyanna left. A short time for them but a very long time for the people with a very high mortality rate. "If you have nothing more to say, shut up and behave yourself properly, Garett! Shame on you for being a part of this family if you d

‘Sonya…,’ that female voice was calling her name again. Sonya turned her head around; she saw the battles between Mr. Jackson and Clayton as their werewolf’s transformation with those shadowy beings that Sonya believed they were the manifestation of the cursed spirits. Sonya knelt and the sound of a humming voice appeared again. She let the voice penetrate her hearing senses and take her consciousness. She had surrendered herself to the mightiest power of the universe as her protection.

"Son... are you there? I hope you've chosen a wife son? Sonia said. She had deliberately kept her eyes shut ever since...she was even blind afterall.. "Mum! You're okay?" Jason reacted quickly by trying to haul her into a better position. It felt good hearing her voice once again. She is even back from the land of the dead and the first thing she says and demands is me picking a wife? That's ridiculous. Jason chuckled in joy. Then Diana held him back, she was yet to remove the seiren needles from her acupoint and therefore, Sonia can't move. "She can't move now....." She said.