Hades And Poseidon Novels & Stories

“Are you out of your mind?” “Think about it. Together, we'll rule the supernatural order.” “You’re delusional if you think I’ll do anything for you, you murderer.” “I’m asking nicely, little brat. Don't make me show you what happens when I'm denied.” “You may try. Zeus will never let you near me. He will kill you.” He clicked his tongue dismissively. “That hybrid abomination doesn't know what I’m capable of. I might as well send him to your father.”

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.”

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, Hades shrugged as if it were obvious. Realization struck him hard, “You will never have my great grandson, don’t test me Hades, I’ve grown tired of you and your games.”, Poseidon was furious, he must warn Cora. “I grow tired of listening to you almighty King of the Sea”, Hades smirked one last time before his brother disappeared. "Well that was a pleasant visit", he sighed to himself. Cora’s POV

While Medusa was having the time of her life in Hades chamber, Olympus was gradually falling apart and the gods were not making it any easier for Zeus. In the great white hall, the eight main gods sat, making a hell of a noise. To Zeus, it was like baby sitting overly powered kids that had no home training. Then again, he was just like them.....all eight of them; Poseidon god of the sea, sat with his golden trident and crown, very intimidating with all his godly build and huge blue tail.

Yes, I would have if the circumstances were not like that. Hades, the Greek God of Underworld. His name suited him in all ways. He was handsome, his features like that of a Greek God. That night in the light of the road lamps I tried to dive into his sparkling blue eyes. I was pushed back as if not given access. He was in control as if he was just looking for his pleasure.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

His looks seemed like he was planning something disgraceful. “Hades,” Poseidon uttered, his tone threatening. Hades looked at him with a piercing glare and then let out a sinister laugh. “Poseidon, Poseidon, Poseidon... how is your son on earth?” Hades said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “Don’t you dare touch my son, Hades!” Poseidon was aggrieved at the mention of his son. He doesn’t know how Hades learns about his son. He sensed Zeus’ stare and he let out a sigh.

Poseidon turns very serious and looks angrily at Daria. “You are by far the worst I could have chosen for this. You had two minions and you let them go. Now you come to me for help and we might get another foul,” Poseidon’s eyes turn red. He knows Hades attempted to tempt Iris to cheat and she resisted. “Another? When was our first?” Daria begins to breath more heavily. “Don’t worry about it, just walk the line,” Poseidon threatens her. Once he closes the connection; he turns to his brother, “I am going to lose, aren’t I?”