William Corvinus Underworld Novels & Stories

It was shitty, and the fact that we had defined it, but the lines are still blurry is clear proof that she runs back to Jackson at every given opportunity. “I don’t want that fucker’s words to penetrate your head now, brother. I need your head in the game. Our men have researched about Joel William. The William boys are a mixed up of brothers and cousins who rule the underworld drug business, and are popular with their sales in how effective their combinations make one high.” he states.

"Elizabeth, please come with us no will harm you. We only want to take you to our lord." "No." I retreat a few steps back, my eyes wandering to find escape routes. "What are you saying? Who is this Lord you are talking about?" A sigh leaves William' lips and he looks to me a little helpless. "You have trespassed into the domain of the dead, the Kingdom of the Underworld." "And now you will be our Lord Hades' Doctor." Huh?!?! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------

"... No? If this is your promising plan, we must release the sons of the underworld, or we stand on the ridge of our defeat.” “Or our victory,” countered Sulu. “If I may recommend more human armies, more sons of the underworlds with the help of the codex of demons and your own secret orders of knights were to be enough, after all, they are newly created vampires. They are young and strong, Am I correct milord?” Cornelius and Nirvana nodded. Camellana knew where Sulu was leading them. She had, after all, been plotting with him.

“So you’re not going to deny it, huh.” “No,” Kalvin replied shortly. “Typical. I say crime lord because you are clearly good at whatever you do in regards to the underworld and seem to have particularly high standing. Especially if no one can pin anything on you. And I have heard enough to know that you are, in fact, involved in this city’s seedy underbelly. I just don’t know how.” “You don’t have to,” Kalvin glanced at him before returning his eyes to the road. “You’re too naive for my world.”

Satisfied with whatever he saw on my face, he started looking at his shoes. A minute later he lifted up his hand and grabbed the back of my head. He pulled me closer to him so that my body was flush against his chest, "Honey," Max growled, his voice coming down to a low pitch, "Varys Flint is the man who drives most of the underworld on the tips of his finger in most of the cities. The biggest rival of Italian gangster clan." My face turned white as chalk as his words entered my mind and I immediately recognised the name.

Ominicient P.O.V “And father is not aware of this?” Carl asked. “Father is an old man, he installed me as an acting leader of the family before you emerged as his favorite choice” “Well I came to inform you that I broke that deal off. The elites are a strong force in the underworld and you know that. We have eyes across the seven continents of the globe and we have skilled and trained men who are ready to lay down their life for our sake. I am not going to be answerable to Shrevolsky” Ciro sighed and rubbed off the little water coming down his face from his hair.

Seems like the Marquisate is hiding something. The people were divided into three hierarchical groups. Nobles, commoners, and the ones who succumbed to the darkness, who people called underworlders. Underworlders are those people who are doing bad things to gain the best of the world. It could be the nobles or commoners. Though they are considered to be in the lowest in the hierarchical group as they do things that are considered as immoral. Underworlders are mafias, syndicates, gangs, and other illegal groups who kill for money. I was part of it. I killed for money. Though, most of my targets were the country’s most wanted criminals and families who gambled people’s lives for their own gain

Everyone in the underworld's positioning themselves to benefit from the Brennans' collapse. That's how London's supernatural economy works. The powerful fight, the desperate die, and the scavengers profit from both. I've been profiting for two hundred years. This is just another opportunity.

The man said, his voice cold and threatening as he spoke. "You honestly believe he can't be beaten. He believed he was a master at his games. But I studied it for years, I learned of the loopholes. He was thrown from his throne and forced to be my henchman. He couldn't resist my deal. His hunger for death and blood made him blind to my plans. I am the rightful ruler of the Underworld. I've heard enough about Malcolm. He may have been the one who createdUnderworldworld, but I outwitted him, so I am the one destined to rule it. I will not speak of this nonsense anymore." Alastair hissed. The knowledge of who Malcolm was made me gasp.

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This