Books About Hades Novels & Stories

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.

I am closing Adan/Lucy and Lucius/Patrea’s story, but we will see them as side characters for Blade and Althea’s book. Also, after Blade and Althea’s book, I will make epilogues on their lives decades or perhaps, even centuries from now. For those asking for Hades, an idea has been brewing in my mind, it might NOT be a full book or short novel, but it will be a few chapters and still worth the read. So watch out for it as well. Before we end, if you have any time to spare, please leave a review on the main page of the book. It would help my book get more exposure and readers. You can leave a simple review for Part1 and Part2 (just one review together is enough) ♡

" All eyes were on her. The students couldn't believe their ears. What they had been trying to study before they went for holiday two newly students came and say it. Grace was speechless. She wasn't expecting that. She thought Ena couldn't give the right answers. Elena turned her gaze to Demon scornfully. "I bet you are surprised." Demon was surprise but tried to hide it. "Well you didn't put the name of the main villain of the Olympians in your lists. He is important you know." "You are still finding excuses, so who is this particular Olympians I did not mention Mister know all?" "Hades (Pluto): god of the underworld." Demon answered with a smirk. "You are right Damien, Hades is also one of

Meanwhile, the god of the realm raised his hands in front of his chest and intertwined his fingers… considering this recent development; gods have always been known to be fickle, forgetful beings–which he admit they are–but Hades has never been quite like them, being a deity that thrives in a realm that is devoid of all warmth and all life present and the god of the underworld did not forget, does not forget even for one second that regardless of what Hermes seemed to thinly suggest: the present other half of Proserpina’s soul was not only a powerful monster by right, a werewolf, one that could be proven to be nothing but trouble if not monitored closely, but one of the few of his kind capab

“He’s here. He’s waiting. He wants us to come to him. He wants to have the home-field advantage. He wants us on his turf. He wants to play by his rules.” “He thinks he’s so clever,” Hades said, a cold, dangerous smile on his lips. “He thinks he’s a strategist. He thinks he has us trapped. He doesn’t know what we are. We’re not soldiers. We’re ghosts. We’re specters. We’re the boogeymen that men like him are afraid of. He doesn’t have a home-field advantage. He’s on my field. He’s on my turf. He’s on the field of my family. He just doesn’t know it yet. He thinks he’s playing with men. He’s playing with gods.”

Maria smiles as she is so happy that her baby sister has found love. “I really hate to break this up but we really need to do something about Hades.” “Wait did you say Hades?” Maria and Francesca exchange chances. “Yes, why?” “I will gladly help get rid of that awful man. He brings nothing but misery and despair wherever he goes. Has he been causing issues with the witches and the wolves?” “He has not been bothering the witches that I am aware of. I do know that he has a dark witch helping him but I do not know to what extent.”

“The Council were seeking for a sixth member after the passing of one of theirs, and decided I qualified to fill in the gap.” “The passing of their member? I thought immortals like them don’t die?” I’d watched Cassian snap Octavia’s neck, only for her to pop it back into place like that was normal. “Everything on this earth is perishable, Darrel.” It was known that Darth was a servant of Hades and if that was true, he should be an enemy to the Council. The Moon goddess and Hades were enemies and had not a single thing in common. While the moon goddess was all about love and happiness, Hades was all about death and malice.

I am going to leave this pack before my birthday. After deciding this I finished my food and water and lean back into the bed thinking of ways to escape. I perk my ears up when I hear someone in the hallway. It sounds like two people gossiping. I hold my breath and strain my ears to hear what they are saying. "I heard he killed his only sibling that's how cruel he is." Gasps "Alpha Hades is indeed a very cruel Alpha. I pity whoever his mate may be." Humming in response they walk too far away for me to hear anything more. At the mention of Alpha Hades my heart started to race and I felt this strange tugging.

A day after Hades took a brief getaway from his office to meet up with his two brothers, he and Thanatos boarded their flight back to North Carolina to prepare for dinner with Rheis. As one might have anticipated, Hades took the necessary precautions to ensure that the dinner would go off without a hitch. During the time that preparations were being made for the dinner that only took place once in a blue moon, the dining room of the mansion had been given a fresh coat of glitz and glamour.

His presence was tense, as if he was waiting for something to move in the shadows. “Black magic,” he murmured, reaching for a book with gold-edged pages. The cover had a strange sigil, one that pulsed faintly under the dim lighting. I frowned. “This place… it doesn’t feel right.” It wasn’t just the books. There were jars placed on a nearby table—each containing murky liquids and unidentifiable objects floating within. Some looked like dried-up hearts, others like small, shriveled hands. I swallowed hard. Hades exhaled sharply. “It’s worse than I expected.”