Demeter Hades 2 Novels & Stories

I nodded. “What do you mean? What destiny? What happened?” Melite questioned. “Hades greeted me after my death. He has given me two days to live again as for my destiny. He worded it like a prophecy. Sixteen maidens fair, brought across the Sea to their end. Embraced by the star. Sixteen mothers fair, scattered to the world to raise their heirs. With each new life, a new hope for a new race bloom.” I repeated the prophecy.

"Godfather?" She heard his shoes first as he approached them from the shadows, his black uniform still on but a frown on his face. "I actually thought you had forgotten my existence. First you call the male's name, then after you wake, Achilles. I was not sure how I was supposed to feel." Demeter scoffed there though she did not look at him, "She is a sick person, Hades. If there is anything you can do except brood in the dark like a chicken, it would be you controlling your stupid emotions."

said Caterina kissing once more her little son and then marching towards the park. In his luxurious apartment, Hades was taking a last look at his illicit business, the narcotics he had in reserve at the Temptation bar had been correctly distributed, however, it was more than obvious that he needed to do something about Zeus and his father, who constantly got in his way, his head hurt from so much thinking, that was a complete nuisance with which he did not intend to continue dealing with forever, he felt fed up, really tired of that pair of wretches with whom he had the misfortune of sharing blood.

He disappears. “I’ll be on your ass also. Let’s not forget Wisdom has already killed one immortal. My mate and son are waiting for me.” Demeter looks at Poseidon and Athena. “Don’t go after Medusa and her sisters. You won’t win that fight.” She also disappears. “I’m going back to the underworld where it's peaceful. Don’t make my brother angry about his granddaughter. Hades points to Erebus and Athena, "grin and bear it.”

" 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

I couldn't even see her anymore. "Kamara" I heard her call my name. "Demeter, the goddess of harvest and Zues the god of the sky had a daughter. Persephone the goddess of springtime, vegetation and the underworld" I heard her talk. "Okay?. Where is all this going?" I asked to the space around me because I really couldn't see anyone "Be patient" another female voice gently scolded me. "One day, when Persephone the young goddess was gathering flowers by the stream, Hades the brother of Zeus and god of the underworld abducts her. Zeus and Demeter kept asking for her.

Demeter was long killed by an unknown force. “I do not care. I killed Demeter.” she shrugged. “All right, story time is over, we will see you later Hades. I have an appointment with your father.”

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. .

I spit out. His whole demeanor contorts. In a flash, I'm pinned up against the locker with his hand squeezing my throat. "I'm ready for a rematch, and I know I can rip your heart out this time," he breathes out happily, leaning forward. "And I'll do it in front of your precious little mate. Then, I'll rip out his broken heart that's been shattered to pieces and feast upon it. How does that sound?"

He asked Tres about it and he said that she was Demeter—the goddess of food, basically. James looked up and saw that once again, the high ceiling was painted with extreme attention to detail. This time however, instead of Zeus or Poseidon, it was of fields of wheat, corn, fruit trees, and cattle grazing in prairies. There were numerous beautiful, petite-framed women dancing in the fields and laying offerings at the feet of a seated Demeter. Suddenly, Tres broke into his concentration. “I think my popularity points just went up a few notches.” “What? Why do you say that?” asked James.