Female Hades Novels & Stories

Sean muttered, groaning tiredly under his breath, “...there's a difference. Proserpina is the daughter of Hades. She’s the goddess of shadows: keeper of death, princess and only heir of the underworld.” “There's a new goddess?” “What the hell, Sean?” Alastor fumed, resisting the childish urge to stomp his feet, “Why the fuck didn't I know any of this?!” Sean glared angrily at him, “Oh, I don’t know Al, maybe because you should try attending pack meetings for once, you dimwit?!” Alastor bit his lower lip, guilty, “W-Whatever, man. Just… just put my shoulder back in place right now!”

Mitha spoke up. I nodded to acknowledge the harpy and her words. I give her credit for showing no fear. Few would dare interrupt, let alone prod two angry Ares as Eugenius and I are now. I growled in my anger. He not only lies to my House about his child dying but sends HER, the first female Hades EVER, to the Underworld in a disrespectful manner unbefitting of an heir’s transport. Fuck I only moved across the city, and there was a huge procession, and for female heirs, a dowery is sent from their birth family and their birth family’s House.

Bob’s tone was sarcastic. Lex looked up, “I have – what have you got on Hades’ sons?” Bob produced a folded piece of printed A4 paper and handed it to Lex who snatched it hungrily. He folded it impatiently. “According to G****e, Hades, who is also known as the god of the underworld had three children, Zagerus, Macaria, and Melinoe. The first is a boy while Macaria and Melinoe are girls. Now if you’d ask me, I think this information is irrelevant. Nothing concerns Greek mythology with Nigerian homicidal maniacs.”

I heard Erinyes and Hades talking. "I can feel Adolfa’s soul hanging somewhere," Erinyes said, sounding serious. "Even though it’s shattered, it’s still active." Demon King Hades replied, "Her soul is trapped. It’s not whole anymore. Soon, she’ll become a Hollow spirit. Eventually, she’ll be one of my demon assistants." "You’re sure, Demon King Hades?" Erinyes asked, looking a little scared and unsure. Hades laughed. "Of course. Even if her soul is cursed and broken, her powers will stay strong."

"It will be useful. But it no longer matters. The Pompeius brothers have surrendered. The immediate threat to Ismene-Eirene is over." He began to pace, his movements a restless, agitated energy. "Eugenius... he lied to us all. To the entire House. His child with Kyltië didn't die in childbirth. The child is a Hades. The first female Hades, and he tried to hide it, to smuggle her to the Underworld in disgrace." My breath caught in my throat. A female Hades? The implications were staggering. "I've challenged him," Androkles said, his voice a low, dangerous growl that was laced with a chilling certainty.

Kierra asks, looking around the room. "I assumed that alphas were the firstborn, whether male or female," Sienna replies. "Let me tell you another story. As I said, I'm Maverick and Eva's aunt. However, I am over four hundred years old. I have seen many things. Many years ago, the male alphas were the only ones in power. No matter if a female was the firstborn, the first male pup was made alpha. The goddess Astraea didn't like that women could be leaders in other species, but werewolves were living in the dark ages, so she got Selene's approval to change the balance of power within the wolf packs. Astraea chose several wolf packs who weren't powerful and ensured the Alpha and Luna only had a

"Yes I do." We stood there on the cliff edge and continued looking at the idyllic pack from below. The female wolves played with each other under the moon light. Some had gone on the hunt and others tended to the young ones. It was all peaceful, as an all-female pack should be. No strife, no war, no corruption. Soon I would be apart of this world no more. The night grew darker and it was time to leave. Kali walked me back to the Suprema's palace.

My eyes widen at what he is saying. “Gaia. Is his daughter. The Goddess of Hell, The Devil. The Harbinger of Death. When I said she has gone to Hell, I truly mean the underworld. She is the owner of this club and several others like it. Gaia is a Goddess and you think she is embarrassed. No! she is far from it.” I open and close my mouth with what Calista is telling us. When I hear a growl behind us. I shiver under it’s weight as I turn and see him. The God Fenrir.

I disregarded Morgan’s question because it would be no shock for us to disregard the first option as well. Pollies’ eyes diverted from mine and looked at the exterior of the wooden case instead. Her aura was changing to tense and her mouth was turned upside down. “This option might be out of the choices, too, Alpha.” I challenged her face even though her gaze was neither on mine nor on Morgan’s. What was she so afraid of? Why could she not look me straight in the eye? “A handful of the pureblood’s wolf fur and his mate should be lit up with fire. And its ashes shall transform into a white door that leads to the portals of Harte.”

He got up from her body and sat on his knees, both on either side of her body. He looked divine, but not like Zeus, but like Hades like there was darkness in his body and soul. A strike of thunder shone through the room, illuminating his body, and now he looked like the Norse gods, so beautiful and dangerous. She had always been afraid of thunder, for she didn’t have parents to hug her to sleep when she was scared, but this thunder didn’t scare her as she was in the presence of more terrifying horror. HIM. A sound brought her attention back; he pulled the string of his sweatpants and tied her wrists to the headboard. “Don’t, please, anything but this,” she joined her hands on the headboard.