Death And Hades Novels & Stories

The explosion that followed silenced the cries. From the darkness, illuminated by the fire engulfing the train, the figure that had been waiting by the roadside approached the wreckage. He stopped before it and pulled the hood from his face. His face was a horrid affair, a decaying patch with worms crawling out of it. He raised his hand towards the train and the train shivered violently, even as it was still burning. Wraiths of bodies, translucent and glimmering a ghoulish blue, rose from the wreckage. The faces on these wraiths were confused and they seemed to be drawn to the being rather than moving towards the figure by the roadside. On sighting him, they started screaming, high-pitched,

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

XXIV–Beginning of an End He was known by many names. Hades–God of the Underworld, King of Hell, Lord of the Dead; the adjudicator of souls, father of shadows and the wealthiest of the gods–had lived since the fall of the elder gods, the Titans, since the dawn of humanity and he does not take surprises lightly. Not many may have known but the eldest Olympian God actually possessed the rare gift of foresight regarding the fates of those who are about to be brought forth to his realm, those who are already dying, how and when will they die.

Bob said, “For an academician, you’re quite slow.” Byron scowled. “It’s the bible, isn’t it?” Bob asked Lex. “Yes.” Lex’s eyes were distant. “And if I remember correctly the bible referred to Hades as the god of the underworld he was feared and only the mention of his name can awaken death, Hades’ humble servant.” “Oh,” Byron exclaimed, “The mention of his name invokes death, is that it?” “Yes.” “But,” Bob said. “Is Hades not synonymous to…?”

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.

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth Hoping you'll find someone else 'Cause yeah, we still young There's so much we haven't done Getting married, start a family Watch your husband with his son I wish it could be me But I won't make it off this bed I hope I go to heaven So I see you once a

The whole place was white and the only sound she was hearing was the sound of wind. "Are you all scared of me? Show your cowardly faces!" Sonia shouted. There was no answer and it got Sonia more infuriated. "You all are pathetic deities who do nothing but live up here" There appeared before her four beings all on horses and she knew who they were. She had read about the FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE. The first one was death and his brother Hades, whose brother was Ariel, whose brother was Baphometh; they were the guardians of the portal.

She nodded and soon, they disappeared into the bottom of the cave, leaving the horses outside. ... TARTARUS Inside a damp cave with no light, a man with red eyes stared at the red liquid inside the glass dome. There were six other figures standing before him. They were the seven devils; Hades, King of the underworld and sin of pride. Mammon, sin of greed. Asmodeus, sin of lust. Leviathan, sin of envy. Beelzebub, sin of gluttony. Satan, sin of wrath. And lastly, Belphegor, the sloth.

Daimen had locked her in and was now in control. Wait... what- what is going on? This is the first time she's witnessing it. She can actually see what is going on. She can see the plea in Andre's eyes. Begging. Hoping. Even if it was slowly fading away with the life in him. She could see it. No. No, this cannot happen! He can't die like this. Not like this. Wha- what can she do though? Daimen is in control. Her body was still with a devilish smirk on her face.

On the side, Carlisle Sutton took out the information and handed it to Philip while saying, “The Hall of Hades from the 12 Sacred Halls of the West. They’re the subordinates of Hades, the King of the Underworld.” Upon hearing this, Philip frowned and exchanged glances with Josh and the others. Following that, they quickly flipped through the information.