Tag: angels, demons, hades, paranormal-urban-fantasy-romance, underworld, witches

Cat’s brows shot up as Lucas slid the plate across the counter. “I’m impressed. I wouldn’t have assumed you ate real food much less cooked it,” she teased. “I’m curious, what did you think I ate?” he asked as he grabbed a fork and a knife for her. She smiled. “I don’t know, bats… small critters you happen upon in the underworld.” Lucas handed her a napkin. “Nah, bats don’t really have that much meat on them,” he retorted with a grin of his own.

The underworld was made up of many different regions. Each area was its own private sector and not everyone who resided here was malevolent. Some beings here were virtuous, while others had yet to decide what they were – their fates having yet to be decided. Not all dark creatures were evil, just as not all light creatures were moral. Corbin and Quentin were the epitome of that dichotomy.