Goddess Of The Underworld. Novels & Stories

"You start with the I am your queen crap and you will be getting a talking to." "Hubert Hades, my little subordinate." Hela chuckled before she disappeared and gave control back to Kari. Well Shit, it was the God of the Underworld. "I am sorry Luna Princess, that you have been gifted such a cocky wolf. She is my counterpart, the Goddess of the Underworld." My eyes widened in shock, I hadn't put that one together. "She dozen't agree." Kari said and the man laughed. As Kari was being introduced to other members of the council, King Triton got my attention.

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

The slight graze of contact allows dark magic to flood my spirit, balancing out the light. My feet plant firmly to the ground and I raise my arms above my head, letting the magic amplify my command. “Selene, Gracious Goddess of the Moon, Mother of all werewolves, Mother of the Menae, I call on you. Hecate, Merciful Goddess of Witchcraft, Mother of all witches, wizards, and warlocks, I call on you. Hades, Powerful God of the Dead, King of the Underworld, I call on you. Persephone, Prosperous Goddess of Spring and Nature, Queen of the Underworld, I call on you.”

His tone was soft as if coaxing a kid throwing a tantrum. "Our Lord Hades is the greek god of the Underworld, commonly called in the human tongue as hell, but it is not as scary as people makes it seem. After a person's death their soul reaches the Underworld and they are judged for their deeds and sent to the afterlife they are worthy of. I understand this might be very confusing for you-" "I know of greek myths." My voice was raised but not from rage but frustration. "How long have you been following me to be so thorough, did you really go through my search results?

Ryan looks at his friend and continues reading. - Underneath the hell created by the human God, there is a place called Tartarus. The original underworld, where the great God Hades resides. It is to Tartarus that all evil creatures, born under the sky where the Moon Goddess reigns, go. Unlike hell, Tartarus has a door, through which Hades leaves and creatures that dare to risk can enter. - The door that the title talks about is to the underworld. – Lucifron says with his head down.

Samanvay glanced at his friend and right-hand man John McCain who didn't speak but kept his sharp eyes on Niam and the guard he brought with him. "Ah!" Samanvay snapped his finger in the air as pretended to remember the bullet points of the story. "Your daughter belonged to the darkness. She is now the Queen of the Underworld, Niam after all, now she is married to the God of the Underworld." Samanvay pulled his brows together and shook his head a little. "Oh Yes! I am Hades and She is Persephone. And we are the God and Goddess of The Underworld," he mocked Niam before laughing hard at his own joke. "See Your daughter has not only gained the title of My Queen b

The child did not yet know she had been born into a betrayal. ​Seraphyne lowered her gaze, her face beautiful beyond the limits of mortal imagination. Hair like woven sunlight cascaded over robes intricately embroidered with shifting constellations, while a crown of living, pulsing radiance floated just above her brow. Throughout the countless territories under her vast dominion, temples had been erected in her honor, kings bled for her favor, and millions of faithful offered their desperate devotion each day. She was the High Goddess of Radiance, an undisputed victor of three consecutive Rankings, and one of the most terrifyingly powerful deities in Heaven.

Zeonen sneered. His mocking gaze, full of scorn and derision, seemed to ask Eradine if she thought herself better than the woman who was his fate, his destiny. The woman whose soul was tied to his by the Moon Goddess herself. Eradine covered her chest, her heart throbbing with pain, as her mouth filled with the sweet taste of fresh blood. The blow she suffered under his frosty and alien stare had caused her to bite her lips until she drew blood.

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.

The omega. Orchid.