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“Let me tell you who they were.” So, I told Constantine about Ethan, his half-brother, whom he hated. However, Ethan had done nothing that deserved to be hated by Constantine. Then, I also told him about Helena. She was Ethan’s mate, whom Constantine wanted because she was the daughter of a powerful witch. Helena herself later found her power as a witch. I carefully told Constantine that he had tried to rape Helena before. He shook his head. “I’m a bad guy, but I have never thought I would stoop so low by trying to rape a woman.”

This was getting old real quick for the Black-fur. Hades did not like feeling helpless. At least he had time to think. Hades was comfortable with darkness. They brought him to a concrete bunker and sealed the door with some of the omnipresent crystals. There was a fair amount of information to process so that was something. Granted, it was some out-of-this-world information. Did he believe King? Well, he'd seen some crazy things in his time so it was within his wheelhouse that the Black Devil himself would seek him out.

“Child of Perses, a pleasure to finally meet you. I have welcomed many of your adversaries into my kingdom. They still speak ill of you. You’ve stayed true to your heritage.” “Um, thank you, Sir?” Bronx nods but looks confused at the odd compliment. “My request is two-fold, Hades.” I force myself to look into his pitch black eyes. “I need to lock down the dark magic in this book, and I need protection.” “Protection? From who my dear girl? Other than Melinoë, who would be stupid enough to challenge you?” His sneer turns into a protective version of anger. “I’ll explain when everyone settles in. Please know, I wouldn’t have summoned you if it wasn’t dire.” I tilt my head to the side. “How have

Hades. Just the name had been bouncing around the insides of his skull all day. He had barely been able to concentrate on any schoolwork. How was he, James, supposed to stand up against a force such as that, a god with immense power and creatures at his disposal? The answers would not formulate in his mind and James felt incredibly vulnerable. Even his dreams weren’t safe.

I think Hades may be more feared in Olympus than I am, and I’m the one prophesied to destroy it. Hades should be more feared. Hades is the living embodiment of death. A Hades is the ferryman to whatever lies beyond life. It’s only natural to fear death. Death is inevitable, and all of us shall greet Hades someday. My prophesized destruction is only that, a prophesy. There is no guarantee that the prophecy will happen so that a glimmer of hope of salvation still exists.

“Yes, Alpha.” Since I couldn’t sleep, I decided to take a peek at the books of monsters that we might have to face. I keep thinking to myself, ‘How are we going to beat them?’ Some of them look almost impossible. Dragons. Can you believe that there are dragons in the underworld? Apparently Hades uses them as defense to keep out other demi gods.

" She asks with an eyebrow raised, confused. Hades rises from his throne and approaches Selene, with his fingers he takes a lock from the silver hair of the moon goddess and smells it. "When the time comes, I will warn you," he whispers in the goddess's ear. And so he did. The time has come. #Author's notes: Hello dear readers, we have reached the end of our first book of the Fated triology, what did you think? This is not a goodbye, just a farewell, the second book is already in production and it's called: Destined to Lord Dracula.

Whatever it takes. I followed behind a group of Ministers a little distance off, curious about what the crowd was about. A group of vampire members entered a little later and I stopped realising it as one of their monthly meetings. Great, that’s what we needed, more of those leeches stuck together in a closed room. However, as much as I was annoyed to see them, the person my eyes narrowed on was the head of them all. Hades. He was decked in complete black, a reflection of his soul maybe, he didn’t wear a smile as the others had and certainly not like the bimbo that stood beside him smiling like an idiot. I snickered and his head tilted a little, until he stared into my direction as if he cou

I slowly turned to the next page, and I could see a better picture, she was way above on the top of the page and down below her were two sets of people, one were feeding on her blood, feeding on her suffering, while the other all had their hands up, all trying to catch her if she fell, trying to save her. The sense of doom was feeling only increased, I didn't know what I was seeing and I couldn't tell what it meant, but I definitely knew that I wouldn't be able to run away from this for long. I immediately snapped the book closed and closed my eyes, trying to calm down for a moment, I opened my eyes and immediately gasped. What the hell? Hades sat in front of me with his legs crossed, and hi

Hades said, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "We can't find him, either," Christian said, his voice filled with a desperate weariness. "He's gone off the grid. Our men have been looking for him, but… he’s under the radar. It's like he just vanished." Hades was silent for a long moment, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. He had a missing aunt, a family member so filled with rage that she would kill to take his place. And he had a missing enemy, a man who had already betrayed him. It was a dangerous combination, a perfect storm brewing on the horizon. He had to act, and he had to act fast.