Novel & Cerita Family Tree Of Hades

If I didn’t know better, I’d think they were father and son. “So he’s Mordecai's plaything,” I look up at my father. “What does this have to do with anything?” He snatches his phone from me. “It has everything to do with why your brother is still alive. Do I need to spell it out for you?” He doesn’t. It’s clear to me. “My man nearly lost his head getting these pictures,” father says with a heavy sigh. “Mordecai is not a man to be messed with.” Everyone in high society knows that. Mordecai Rhys, famously called Hades. He's the god of the underworld. Elusive, untouchable, and feared. Many influential people seek out his covering and protection, but it’s not something he so easily gives out.

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.

I didn’t know what was going on in his head, but at one point, I felt he was in between something. Hannah Ambroise, a daughter who my father and mother adored so much. Around the mansion, there were family portraits of her while I was nowhere to be seen. Since they stopped taking family pictures ever since Hannah died, it did bother me why Hannah and I looked so alike that I could be her. Because my parents adored and loved Hannah so much. I became jealous of her but, at the same time, wished that Hannah was still alive. I wondered what we would be like? Will we have a good and stable relationship? I wished, but it will never come true.

Rhea answered. “Well, it’s pretty straight forward. Eros and Grace are my Great Grandparents. They had Kayson, my Grandfather, who married Leto my Grandmother and they had Dimitri, my dad.” I explained. “So not only do you have two Primordial Deities in your direct bloodline, but you also have a Titan?” Hades asked with a look of shock and amazement. Zeus and Poseidon had the same look, but Rhea only looked slightly surprised.

Without him, there would be a grab by the other families for territory that could rip the city apart. Hades preferred not to be distracted by thoughts of what could happen to his precious city. Not right now. He already had a whole pile of worries before he got to those. The first of which was finding his no-furs. Doll and Spitfire were here, he could feel them. He just needed to get to them.

“Well, you were wrong. A man did marry your ugly little girl.” I walked over to Hades without hesitation, took his hand, and gently dragged him forward. He looked down at me, surprised, but didn’t resist. I stopped in front of the graves and said, “Hades, let me introduce you to my family. This is my father, my mother, and my older brother.” I squeezed his hand. “And guys, this is Hades. My husband. Your son-in-law, and brother-in-law.” My lips curved into a proud smile. “I’ve always wanted to brag about this one day. I really wanted to prove you wrong.”

Javier isn’t a mob boss because he stands around waiting for a bullet to sink itself into his chest. And he’s no longer the chubby, sluggish kid sneaking me caviar from his family dinner more than a decade ago. He’ll move. And I’ll die. For nothing. Just like my family. Not worth it. My mind, heart and body knows that the only reasonable thing to do is to turn around and run as far away as possible. Because as soon as Javier hears who I am, he’ll want to finish what he started - the end of the Hayes bloodline.

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

And Helena is the law in our household, I may be a god, but I still answer to my wife. By the way, my son Hades just inherited his first gift and no, it’s not a gift like his siblings. His gift is the entire underworld. Hades had never fathered a child and it was will---a scroll that we found that was tucked behind where his insignia in the great hall of Mount Olympus was. As if by coincidence, our boy Hades found it while he and his siblings were playing hide and seek.

I had joked that he'd probably be on a gateway with girlfriend but his girlfriend is in the city, a friend of one of my kids. Hades has always been an intricate child, Arieya and her other mate had him very young. Hades is a pure blood Royal, Arieya's other mate was King of a nearby realm that Hades has been crowned to since early last year after his grandfather officially gave him the reins, as his oldest grandson. I don't feel ashamed to admit that Hades is my favorite nephew, and overall among my kids. Everyone of my siblings is attached to Hades, and I hope Camilla doesn't feel less a part of the family because of how detached Hades is or how everyone else interacts minus her.