Hades And Poseidon Novels & Stories

"Poseidon! Preposterous. Impossible! There is no way that the water people would be calm when their god was trapped in a body of some grizzly bear! Besides, he was there on the last council meeting." Mtungagore all but spits venomously upon that. I think he has a personal vendetta or relationship with Poseidon. "Hades, you ought to get to the bottom of this. you have to know exactly what is going on."

"Are you certain you want to trade your most precious gift for the Underworld's protection?" A chilling, low voice echoed through the temple. Hades materialized from the shadows. He was the King of the Dead, radiating a biting cold that felt entirely out of place in the Temple of Light I’d served for two years. "I'm sure," I said, a little shocked he had answered in person. But I quickly took a deep breath and steadied my voice. "As long as I can leave this place, I'll give up everything."

The power rolling off him is potent, and I fight the urge to bow to him. “You know who I am, boy?” he asks, and I gulp and shake my head. “No, sir, I don’t,” he chuckles, and Gaia watches us. “You have his and her eyes. No matter, you have come here for something, so let me introduce myself to you,” he says and I think, my eyes they are similar to Asteria’s and Poseidon’s. “My name is Kronos. I am the father of Poseidon, Hades, and Zeus.”

If only it was too easy to concentrate on her work and stop remembering things. Finally the son of a god had found out that he also needed a goddess to feel himself completed. The Son of Hades was finally a God. He had found his queen, his master mind, his last piece, his soul mate, and his goddess. And he was going to put her under his rules, of course, not before she put him under hers.

Reinlief reasoned. The dwarf was right. Posiedon and Hades were as powerful as Zeus, and even Zeus would struggle to take on both of them at once. They were skilled warriors who shared the bloodline of their father Chronos, and they were difficult to kill. Even if Zeus was aware of Atlas's state, Poseidon and Hades weren't. The two were famous for their hatred for the Titans, and neither was on Olympus now because they were hunting the Titans that had managed to escape that bloody war. They were the reason why Atlas still hid, and if they found out that he was still alive, they would come for him!

Poseidon It has been a week since Hermes’s birthday party. This party didn’t turn out the way we thought. A few of us always party a little more than others. However, this time, we could not remember anything after Athena and Apollo brought out the massive cake. Considering it takes a lot of alcohol to get any of us drunk and the fact that none of us can recall anything, I have a feeling that someone drugged out drinks. “None of us have any marks signaling that someone took samples of us.” Hades says.

"Hades has arrived!" Persephone thought back to the tale her mother had told her of the three powerful siblings: Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, the fiercest of all the gods, who slew their father Cronos with his own scythe and destroyed the Titans. Then they shared the world, the sky, the sea, and the dark realm below. The other two brothers chose the better ones, leaving Hades with no choice but to reign over a barren kingdom of the dead. Because the gloomy underworld was opposed to the bright heavenly Olympus, Hades was not accepted as an Olympian god and was never invited to supper in Zeus's grandiose abode. Hardly anyone mentioned Hades' name.

If it takes long, she will be drowned on it. "I am Poseidon! The god of the seas!" Phoenix shouted and lifted his trident. He rather looked like a merman, not a god. He's useless too. "Next, Hades!" Ah, my turn. Too bad, I don't have my Persephone because she is now Aphrodite. *sigh* I walk towards the stage where the props are finally prepared. The lights went on and a spotlight focuses on me.

From them have come the camel, the hippopotamus, the giraffe, the donkey, and the zebra. Poseidon was a powerful god and many people feared his wrath, especially the seafarers and all cities by the shore.

He grated, his annoyance blossoming. “But you do.” another god countered. “you're Zeus after all.” Dionysus cleared his throat, “It's about Hades.” Everyone present in the room let out a terrified gasp. Father hated that name and even on mount Olympus they knew of his profound hatred for his brother. I wondered who was going to stop him if he suddenly flew off the handle in anger now that Poseidon had his hands full and wasn't present. I studied Zeus, watch him struggle to hone some ounce of control. Gritting his teeth he spoke, avoiding Hade's name like mentioning it stung.