Dead Hades Beyblade Novels & Stories

No surprise the whole department knew our names. Hearing the chief now, though? Yeah, they'd been warned about Keyla. Just ignored it. They probably thought those warnings were planted by us—like we sent people to spy. Made them resent us even more. Their buddies had all kinds of tips on winning back a girl. Edmond and Philip didn't need advice. They just never bothered trying with us. Then, right through the noise, Edmond's voice hit like a slap. "They're dead." The room froze. "They're both dead." Total silence.

It's as if Hades has stabbed a lifeless doll, a hollow shell. Hades doesn't seem shocked; instead, he adapts quickly. He withdraws his claw and grabs Denzel by the neck, squeezing with supernatural strength. Denzel's voice sounds hoarse, but his words remain defiant. "Bold of you to assume your little trick you should perform for your kids would end me," Denzel scoffs. His eyes flash with amusement. "That's because you're already dead; you've been dead a long time ago," Ezra declares. His voice echoes through the space, commanding attention.

I won't let that happen. Hades deserves the world. Not him nothing will ever hurt him. I will die thousand times if the cost is him. **************************

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

Harry said in a corrective tone. "Fine, but that's not the point. Blade is back to Haven and I know that his performance at the party was just a tip of the iceberg." Dexter said, sweating profusely. "Is that why you've got yourself all worked up?" Harry asked, looking confused. "Isn't that enough reason?" "No, it isn't." Harry said. "You're an Alpha. If you can't take care of Blade, then we are all vulnerable. The whole pack and Haven itself is relying on you, you can't be here killing yourself before you even confront Blade."

There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I hope that you enjoy Alpha of the Dead. --Sydney

", Delilah replied him, refusing to be cowed. "This person could be a threat to the order and although I am not scared, I like to nip buds of trouble early", Nathan argued. " I understand your point but I wouldn't worry too much. I want to go celebrate Damian's death", Delilah said but Hades butted in " Is he dead?" " What?", Delilah questioned but Hades took his time removing his legs from the table and righting himself before replying, " We have no proof that he is dead, we haven't seen his body or that of his personal assistant, only a damaged car. We can't be too trusting of everything"

“General Cole. I’m ready to get started. What’s the situation?” Ethan motioned for me to follow him, leading me to a set of large monitors displaying real-time data. “We’ve had to pull back from several key locations. The infected are getting stronger, faster. It’s not just a disease anymore—it’s a war. And we’re losing.” I could see the gravity in his eyes, but there was something more—something I couldn’t quite place. Despite the overwhelming odds, despite the weight of leadership pressing down on him, he wasn’t defeated. He wasn’t ready to give up.

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

I mutter, looking her in the eyes. “They are both dead?” She says with wide eyes, “how is Hades dead?” “Midnight, the one who saved me from the underworld… She killed him with an enchanted sword. Jason is her mage and they’re the rulers of the underworld now,” I reply, a small smile on my face. “Wow,” she whispers, “that’s a good thing though, one less thing to worry about.” “That’s not all,” I mutter, not meeting her eyes, “war is coming.”