Novel & Cerita Ares Hades

“Don’t take it off. He honestly really disgusting to look at when he’s in his natural form.” Jace listened and kept his eyes hidden. Hades changed into a grotesque appearance. Two wooden horns appeared from his skull, he grew two times in size, his once plump form turned thin and boney, his fingers became claw like, and his jaw was that of a skeleton. His eyeballs looked odd being the only organ in his body. Andi rolled her eyes. “Mind telling me why you’re here and not down there?” She pointed to the ground. “I come here when I want. You would know that if you looked at my future.”

What on earth was going on? “Heras!” Dad’s voice spilled outside, and a second later his head – his human head, thankfully – appeared round the edge of the door. “Who – what?” Then his gaze snagged on Ares, and his usually friendly face darkened into a scowl. “You,” he spat. “What have I done?” Ares held up his hands. His palms were streaked with blood. Worry pounded at my temples – he couldn’t afford to lose any more. He was only just starting to heal.

Asher asked. I pinched the bridge of my nose as Devon let out a groan. I was still getting to know the guys, but I had learned quickly that Asher did not think before he spoke most of the time. Not that I was going to bring it up, but I was starting to think that Asher was on the spectrum. Not that it mattered but seriously the guy needed to learn how to read the room. I rubbed Devon’s arm as he looked at Asher. “Yes, of course, my name is Aphrodite and these two are my brothers Zeus and Hades. The beautiful woman is Hades wife Persephone.” Aphrodite said.

I couldn't move an inch, and my face was paralyzed with shock. Hades's body was scattered around the grounds like minced beef and his head was hanging on a bamboo stick. What kind of beast was Asher?

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.

Shortly after she left the bathroom back there at the diner, he waited a few minutes to arrive at his table Are you okay!! Asked the timid female seated across the table. Yeah I'm fine he responded and he asked her to hurry up with her food because the other's were waiting for them outside. Her name was Hailey, she was rescued recently from a warring pack everyone except for her lost their lives. Her father was the former Alpha and he was a close business associate with Archer's dad. He was like a guardian to the archer and his lovely wife Auntie Rose was such a friendly and strong Luna.

Let him have a bit of a life, before he had to be responsible for an entire pack. “You were eighteen when you became Luna. And Osiris took over when he turned eighteen too. You’re both fine.” Arya said. “Yeah, because Osiris made sure that I had other opportunities.” I replied. “My love. What are you talking about with Arya? You’ve staring at the wall for twenty minutes now.” Osiris asked. I didn’t even notice he came into the gallery. “I’m sorry Osiris. We were talking about life and that I hoped we could give Asher a chance to have a bit of a normal life before becoming Alpha.”

While I was sorting out the pages, I suddenly read the name Arie, so I tried to read it out of curiosity. It was a tale about one of the twin goddesses named Arie. She was born with both the power of the sun and the moon within her, despite being the daughter of Lev, the minor god bearing the power of the sun. There were tales stating that she and Ayla were both children of Sephtis when he pretended to be Lev before he was sent to the Abyss. It is due to the fact that they both possess the insignia of the moon on their foreheads. However, she also possesses the insignia of the sun, and her appearance is clearly a replica of that of the first ruler.

he spits. I squat down to his level. I raise my shirt and there, just above my waistband on my hip, is the Damned Forsaken crest of a raven with a skeletal wing and head sitting atop a skull with a halo leaning against it on one side and a gun on the other. His eyes widen in acknowledgment.

Lowering my gaze, I nod my head, and with as much strength as I can muster, I say, "Alpha." Zach chuckles and claps me on the back, "Relax, Amaris." "Sorry," I mumble nervously, not knowing what the proper etiquette for this type of this is. "I don't—" "Amaris," Their father says, his deep voice holding a gentleness that I wasn't expecting. "Please, have a seat. I won't bite—that's something I reserve for Rogues, duels, or my mate." He grins when his kids groan at his insinuation. "My son," he says, nodding his head towards Zach, "tells me that you're newly shifted and unaligned."