Aidoneus Hades Novels & Stories

“It was you that saved her. You’ve been saving Althea since she was a kid.” “Her fate was already entangled with you.” Adan’s voice came, and I didn’t even notice he and Lucy had arrived because I was busy recollecting the memories of the forest fire. “And how the fuck did you end up with another mate and not her?” “Maybe because I didn’t wish for the Goddess of the Spirits to mate me with a witch,” I answered. Adan did wish for Hades, the God of the Underworld, to mate him with a demon so he could be one. And it triggered the bond between him and Lucy.

Aubrey was silent for a moment, then began to think about something, when suddenly he said in a loud voice, “Didn't you say that the River Styx gives birth to two pure souls? Why did Greedius want to find those two pure souls, to increase his power? I don't think so. There's something mysterious about this, don't you think?" The god Hades emerged from my shadow, a smile of pride and satisfaction at the corners of his mouth as he heard his mortal son's words. Hades looked at my bewildered expression and then noticed Aubrey's face, he was getting better but his body was still very weak. Perhaps there were many times that Aubrey had used all of his strength in combat that he could not recover q

Hades seethes. —*

His expression remained unreadable, though something flickered in his gaze, something Penelope couldn’t place. “Persephone,” he greeted coolly, his deep voice resonating in the cavernous room like a distant thunderclap. Demeter stepped forward, her smile a serene mask as she inclined her head. “Hades, may I present my daughter, Persephone.” Hades’ eyes briefly moved to Demeter, his gaze sharp and calculating. Then, they returned to Penelope, lingering with unnerving focus. For a moment, his expression didn’t shift, but behind that calm mask, his mind churned. This is not Persephone. As the god of death, he had an innate ability to see souls, and the one before him wasn’t Persephone’s. It was

Poseidon murmured, his ocean-blue eyes dark with fury. Ares let out a low, amused chuckle, standing up from his seat. His crimson armor shimmered in the dim light, and the flames of war flickered in his irises. “Finally,” he said, rolling his shoulders, his bloodthirsty smirk sending chills down the spines of the lesser gods in the room. “It’s been too long since I’ve crushed something beneath my feet.” Hades was the last to move. He did so slowly, his dark robes barely making a sound. The room dimmed as his presence expanded, and shadows curled around him like sentient entities. His cold, eerie eyes flickered toward Zeus.

She nods, “what do you want to know?” “Why Ares? Mom, I was devastated when he left, I remember it now.” “Yes, now! And you were devastated, but you were reborn and had a chance to start over from scratch. Now why Ares? Aidan gave you that answer, I swear everyday he impresses me more and more.” “Mom!” I shout. “Ares is powerful enough to contain the shadows after all they belong to him. They are the evil souls he’s killed. Hades uses them to try and break him, but Ares is a lot stronger than what Hades gives him credit for.”

If only it was too easy to concentrate on her work and stop remembering things. Finally the son of a god had found out that he also needed a goddess to feel himself completed. The Son of Hades was finally a God. He had found his queen, his master mind, his last piece, his soul mate, and his goddess. And he was going to put her under his rules, of course, not before she put him under hers.

Zeus doesn’t have a say in the governing of Hades’’ ‘’Only the King of Hades can birth the princes of Hades.’’ Rose cut Lachesis off again and she smiled and nodded. ‘’You seem to know quite a lot about the princes of Hades, my lady’’ Lachesis said and Rose smiled. ‘’I wanted to study historical mythology in college. The princes of Hades in the myth are known as the sons of Hades, namely Venom, Riot, Agony, Jealousy, Lust, Anger, and Rage,’’ she said.

Those whose crimes warrant a sentence to eternal punishment were sent to the darkest regions of Erebus or down the pit of Tartarus. There stood a great palace made of black rock and crystal, the abode of a tall slender goddess Hades. Her majestic black robe and puissant look made those around her cower in fear. Mortals were afraid to even mention her name. Very few knew her as Áïda. Perhaps for fear of pronouncing it, they started calling her Hades.

As Azazel spoke, the scene took place vividly. As there is Ceberus and Underworld, so will there be Hades. Hades (translating to /ˈheɪdiːz/; Greek: ᾍδης Hádēs; Ἅιδης Háidēs), in the ancient Greek religion and myth, is the god of the dead and the king of the underworld, with which his name became synonymous. His debut was no further than that of Cerberus but his form was indistinctive. He had a continuous flow of black tar around his unseen body. Hades obviously has caused a lot of damages and loss of either properties and lives in Chaos And Apocalypse. His persona oozes death which even gods do fear. Taking a look back, in no particular order, here are some of the memorable damages and death