Hades And Persephone Novels & Stories

Samael laughs quietly at different distractions. He puts a gentle hand on my shoulder. “Look. Pomegranate sweet wine, fresh from Hades' groves. You must try some. Persephone lost her heart to Hades over it. It wasn't six red seeds she ate as the myths lead one to think: it was six sweet sips of this intoxicating aphrodisiac that convinced her to stay in the underworld. Vintage of Hades is always sweet, not full of wrath like the vines from Up Above.”

Alpha Hades I fucking love the expression on Zeno's face. The adorable frown and confusion create the perfect blend of pure innocence that I want to ruin. I, Nero Hades, admit that I want to ruin my beautiful wife, destroy him and put him back together piece by piece. I want to worship, praise and use his body until he is so broken that he can't think of any other man but me. Oh, the things I'd do to that body and that sarcastic but surprisingly skilful mouth. But alas, it's too early to bring out the big guns.

Her beauty was legendary, a blessing and a curse that drove Hades to madness with jealousy. But my mother, Minthe, was his mistress before Persephone’s jealousy demanded her exile. Unbeknownst to him, she carried me within her. When Persephone discovered my existence, her fury was absolute. She abandoned Hades, retreating to Mount Olympus, where she convinced Zeus to grant her sanctuary. I was left behind, an unwanted reminder of my father’s betrayal.

For the first time, I see terror in his eyes. What more does he know about me? I assume enough. “Okay…not the start I imagined, but…I’ll live,” he limps ahead of me when we get to the exit door, and opens it, ushering me back in. “Ladies first?” I scoff and walk through, taking in the familiar scent of spices and perfumes. The party is a few blocks down in the main house, but evidence of the event still wafts all the way here. There are people perched around the dark corners, making out…some probably fucking. I didn’t notice them through the pump of adrenaline when I first tried to escape.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

"Do not dare contradict me, wife." At that, Hera knew that she would not get what she wanted from him, and instead faced Hades. "She will never willingly follow you below." "There are other ways to get what you want, when the other person disagrees." Hades replied, "You of all people should know this." She blew at that point. "She will never love you!" Hades reply was soft. "She can. We have forever together" After he left, Hades found Persephone, which according to law, was his wife since her Father had given his consent, and taken her home.

FUN FACT: Eating Pomegranate was the trick that Hades used to trap Persephone for a portion of the year – eating the food of the underworld. FICTION: The underworld was considered mineral-wealthy, containing necessary seeds for good harvest, Hades claims to be God of fertility, so trees would actually thrive there. FICTION: There are contradicting reports about the offspring of Hades and Persephone, some concluded that Hades had zero children seeing as he is the God of death, bringing a child to life would be controversial for him.

"It will take you to his home. I'm sure Channing won't mind staying with you until he is returned to you." She then pushed us through the gate, and we were in a garden. "It will be fine." I told them, but I'm sure my face and scent weren't agreeing with my words. Hell I didn't even believe my words. There were so many stories about Hades temper. Including a story where he had kidnapped Persephone forcing her to be his wife. There were so many it was hard to know which was truth and which was not. I didn't even dare to take Persephone by her word.

“Ah… Persephone and Dionysus. Come here. Join our Hades.” Persephone; The Greek Goddess and the lover of Hades. She was petite and a curvy young woman with pinkish skin, pink eyes, dark red hair. She was so beautiful in the behold of the eyes. Sabrina was pretty but Persephone exuded a different charm entirely. Dionysus; the god that was associated with wine, vegetation, pleasure, festivity, and wild frenzy. He looked elegant, good looking with long flowing white glowing hair over his shoulder. And seemed drunk too.

Hades and Persephone. That was how Hades kidnapped Persephone, the goddess of spring. The famous myth that almost everyone knows. Truly scary at first but it was all out of love, right? Right. However, what Hades did was wrong. Like some people say, there had been consequences for his actions. Deadly consequences. But this was just a legend. Something people really didn't believe in. And why would they? Places like Underworld surely did not exist. Hades did not exist. Neither did Persephone. Nobody knew where a person went after dying. Some believed in afterlife, some didn't.