Hades And Cerberus Tattoo Novels & Stories

My eyes lingered on his full sleeve tattoo on both arms, designed with unique symbols and patterns that completed his gangster appearance. Goddess tell me, am I dreaming? It seems I have found the answer to that just when Valerian leaned in, whispering close go my ear in the huskiest voice I never heard from anyone before. “We are going to punish you real hard for what you did.” MY eyes widened just as he pulled back, his dark and domineering aura returning. “We’d love to catch up with you, but your brother is waiting. Now, let’s go.” I could see the level of hostility in Hades’ eyes as they flashed dangerously when he looked at me. It seemed like he really wanted to hurt me, causing my hear

Hades. He wasn't wearing the furs from last night. He wore a charcoal-grey suit tailored so perfectly it looked like armor. His dark hair was swept back, and the jagged tattoos on his neck were visible above his white collar. He didn't look like a man who had spent the night sweating in a rut. He looked like a god of war deciding which part of the world to conquer first. His silver eyes locked onto mine. The mate bond, which I thought had been a fever dream, snapped tight around my lungs. My wolf, previously silenced by Hudson’s rejection, let out a submissive howl in the back of my mind.

Seris wandered through the chambers, each one a testament to the power and majesty of its respective deity. In the Chamber of Hades, Seris felt the weight of the underworld bearing down upon her. Hades, resplendent in his black and silver armor, stood before his throne, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly energy. His dark hair fell to his shoulders, and his presence seemed to draw the very light out of the air. Unlike the Hades she met previously, he looks more serious, his final form is remarkable.

He answered me. "W-why?" I can't help asking because I feel like protesting. "Because they are hell hounds. They don't have thoughts. All the things that will appear in their line of sight, they will kill it immediately." He answered me. I was shaking. Hell hounds? Cerberus? "Cerberus? Is that what you're talking about?" "I am surprised that you know it. It's a three-headed wolf, vicious and vile. Legend says, they are the guards of hell but were exiled and vanished. And now, they are here." This story told me and the horse started running again.

His words make me panic, and instead of answering him, I break free from his embrace and race off through the trees, my necklace bouncing on my chest, as I eventually find my way to a beautiful pond and stop to gaze at the water. Lysandra, whimpers in my mind at my decision, but she doesn't berate me, which I appreciate. I grasp my locket and open it, revealing the picture of me and Cerberus, along with a tuft of his fur. Slowly, a lone tear travels down my cheek, I had wondered if maybe Cerberus was actually a werewolf, and if so, I had hoped to find him one day. But being mates with Hades, complicates things and I am at a loss for what I should do.

Hades added as sight searched for better view to catch a glimpse of Hades. I perceive the power the boy possess. "The celestial spark!" Sight catches a glimpse of Hades, possessing vigorous beards sitting at his throne made of black ebony. Clothed in rags, his left arm was over the arm keeper of the chair as he patted his three headed dog, Cerberus.

' Erebus says in sorrow. 'Besides, it's not like I knew where she was. I could just sense her.' Erebus explains. Michael calms at this explanation. 'Is that why I felt a pulling in my heart when I first heard those nurses gossiping about him?' I ask with curiosity. 'Yes, it was.' Eos says smiling. I smile at Michael. 'Wait how do you know we will have two kids?' Michael asks. 'It is a part of the prophecy.' Erebus says. 'What exactly does this prophecy say?' Michael asks with curiosity. ' The Moon Goddess and Hades will be brought together to merge their bloodlines bringing about two very powerful strong children that will bring peace between the vampires and werewolves as well as the werewo

I can see her body trembling. "But that's absurd; now he doesn't want us to enter Hell?" I screamed in frustration. "We can't do anything; he is the guard of Hades. Satan's father after Cerberus is now guarding Satan." "Look at its heads—each head has a unique name: Cerberus (meaning demon of the pit), Aidoios (meaning destroyer), and Tisiphone (meaning vengeful destruction). These heads represent the past, present, and future, symbolising the creature's knowledge of all things."

Charilaus Diamandis, as the head of the Apollo Familia, god of archery, healing sun and light, music and prophecy, the red tattoo on an Apollo familia being a Swan . Gerasimus Eliades, as the head of the Ares Familia, god of bloodlust, the red tattoo on an Ares familia being a Snake. Panag Mikos, as the head of the Dionysus familia, god of wine and pleasure, the red tattoo on a Dionysus familia being a Panther . Alcaeus Chloros, as the head of the Hermes familia, god of travellers, robbers flocks and trickery, the red tattoo on a Hermes familia being a Ram.

I smiled, though my body trembled slightly with unease. He smirked, his eyes darkening as he sauntered towards me. Slowly, he reached out, invading my space. My gaze drifted to his chest, where intricate tattoos sprawled across his skin, half of his left chest completely inked. There was a large python coiled menacingly, its fangs bared as if ready to strike. Surrounding it were other symbols—a bleeding dagger, an intricate skull wrapped in thorns, and a blood moon rising behind them all. The ink seemed almost alive, dark and haunting, like it held secrets too dangerous to reveal. I had seen something like this before. The imagery was disturbing, almost as if he were part of some secretive c