Dewa Hades Novels & Stories

I gasped, the warmth turning into a burning heat and coiling in the pit of my stomach before taking hold of every inch of my body. "Wh-What's going on," I panted, feeling as perspiration dotted my bare skin. "A human," he spat. His voice, although thick with contempt, was deep and smooth like velvet wrapped around thunder, sending a shudder all the way down to my tingling toes. "Who are you?" I breathed. "I—" he began, his voice oddly layered with two distinct tones twisting around each other, "—the Alpha of Mystic Pride, reject you, pathetic human, as my fated mate."

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Sweat drips down my back, stinging the open cuts that are taking forever to heal and I'm fairly sure my right shoulder is dislocated, but Levi, the third ranked warrior in my class, is still standing and my father will not accept anything less than first place, even during training, so I grit my teeth and force myself into position. Levi growls in frustration, he's panting, drenched in sweat and desperate to prove his worth by taking down the future Alpha.

She's going to show how evil she is than she ever was. The sea surface rippled terribly as the thousands of shadow armies sprinted on their way to the opposite island. They hailed the queen as they ran on their way. Dubheasa couldn't ride on her giant crow so she decided to ride on a black horse. She followed her armies behind. Though the cold wind and rain was freezing, her body was warmed in furor. She could feel the excitement rushing on her bloodstream as she imagined capturing the chosen one.

They talked and laughed together like a big family. However, their fun was cut short when an unexpected guest suddenly appeared. A powerful shadow slowly formed into a burly figure with a scary demeanor. His majestic presence could shake and split the world if he wanted to. None other than the God of Darkness and the ruler of the Underworld—Hades. “Hades...” everyone muttered with an alert expression. Hades smirked. “Surprise?” He cocked and turned his gaze on the twins, especially at Leena. At the same time, Hades’ indifferent gaze intimidated Leena. She felt like her soul was shaking.

Toward the girl who had awakened something in him even older than vengeance. As he tore through the void, leaving a trail of violet-gold starlight in his wake, a smile curved his lips. “Let us see,” Sereth whispered, “whether you are worthy of what you now possess.” And the cosmos trembled. Because Sereth, First Keeper, Lost Child of the Dawlya, He Who Commands Circles was awake. And he would not be ignored.

He looked at Kaze with utmost respect. Dan wanted to call on Jackal and the others to sort Hades out for Kaze. However, Kaze single handedly took care of everything. It all made sense when he remembered who Kaze was. Kaze was the God of War. Hades’ security officers were not worthy opponents. The miserable cries of the security officers echoed through the casino. The rest, including Hades, were spooked beyond words. Kaze threw away the knife and glanced at Hades. “Get your ass here.”

He'd saved the delusional tom from whatever horrible fate the formerly trustworthy High Priests were about to bring down on him. He didn't regret it. But the no-fur didn't know where that left him. The tom, Hades, was looking for a specific no-fur, one he had named Doll. Hades very firmly believed he'd found that precious no-fur in him. The brain-addled no-fur wasn't sure how to deal with that. There didn't seem to be any convincing him otherwise.

Hadad appeared and gave James two choices. He either had to marry Melinda or die. Hadad was a Macrocosm Ancestral God and the Lord of the Twelfth Universe. He was not one for empty threats. If James were to refuse the marriage with Melinda, he would definitely be killed. After Hadad left, James began to think. ‘What should I do now?’ The whole situation left James feeling helpless. He traveled to the Primeval Age to find Thea. He never intended to get involved in the Primeval Age’s torrid affairs, nor did he want to involve himself with anyone else here.

It was my mate lovingly looking down at me and right beside him stood a man, not just any man but Hades from my nightmares…the lord of the underworld. “Alvaria I would like you to meet my other…Hayes, Odeus Hayes,”