Hades Apollo Novels & Stories

By unjustly taking Gadreel’s life he had broken a sacred vow, and now he had fallen. This was going to make saving the human race harder. He was no longer mad, he was pissed. Standing he grabbed one of his wings and it trailed behind him as he marched towards the girl that was making his life a literal hell.

He looks handsome, but not as handsome as Soren Storm and I turn to look at Lord Idur Rognas and Lady Gelene Rognas, twins and descendants of Apollo, as well as the Royal Prophets "We are gathered here today to join Imperial Crown Prince Storm Olympus, a descendant of Zeus and Lady Atia Sarai, daughter of Hades and granddaughter of Hera, in marriage in the eyes of our ancestors, the gods and goddesses of Mount Olympus. Please make your vow," says Lady Gelene. With that, Storm and I turn to each other,

Thanatos approached Hades' room to report. "Thanatos, haven't I told you to stop addressing me sir when mother isn't around?" Hades said to him. "Please accept my apologies," Thanatos responded promptly. "I've entirely forgotten," he continued. Thanatos gave Hades a wry smile. He painted a beautiful grin that was far too angelic for what everyone imagined him to be—an infernal apprentice of the God of the Underworld.

“Thank you for coming.” The harpy bowed her head, a gesture of formal respect that was at odds with the fierce, predatory grace of her movements. “Lord Hades sends his regards. And his support. Anyone who would defy the rightful rule of Lord Ares and threaten the Lady Chara’s ally is an enemy of the Underworld.” Her presence was a powerful statement, signaling support from the most neutral and feared of the Olympian Houses. It reminded Androkles that he was not alone, but also highlighted the high stakes of their rebellion and the Fates’ watchful eyes.

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.

Alternate Universe “So from now on, I, your Luna, representing as your moon will let” you go… these two words were not said when unexpected hurried steps were coming their way. Angelo stopped his ritual of acceptance, then before his brain could think, his body reacted faster than it, he hug Zeus who was behind him with one hand bringing it to Zeus neck and hug Hades waist bringing for some reason its weakened body closer to him then disappeared and appeared to the area where no one is and difficult to locate but still can see what will happen to the area where they are previously standing on, arguing about something trivial for one wolf.

Hades sat beside me, his presence a comforting presence in the quiet solitude of the backyard. We were both silent, lost in the tranquility of the moment. The only sounds were the gentle rustling of the leaves and the soft breeze carrying the sweet scent of flowers. It was a peaceful moment, a respite from the chaos of the world. “I wish we could stay like this forever,” I whispered, my voice barely audible as I leaned against his shoulder. The peace and tranquility of the moment filled me with a sense of contentment. Hades’ hand rested gently on my waist, his touch a comforting presence. He sighed, his voice filled with a mix of guilt and regret. “I’m sorry for not telling you about Dana,”

"Do not touch me." The hall quieted. He laughed. "Still pretending? Who else would you choose? Cassian Hadeion? The last scrap of Hades, hidden in the shadow wing because even Olympus cannot decide whether to pity him or fear him?" Several guests laughed with him. "He cannot stand in the sun without looking half-dead," Apollo went on. "His underworld wings were shattered in the chariot fall that killed his parents. Some say he will never fly again. Some say the darkness broke more than that. Is that the husband you want, Persephone?"

"Grace Eleftheria." A deep voice cuts in with the sharpness of a hundred swords, but the melody of melancholy none seem to hear. The god of the Underworld did not hurry with his pace and a pair of amber eyes slowly and steadily bore, undermining ones soul piece by piece and they spoke of the rage his tongue did not define. And Aphrodite with her eyes conveying her sadness trails behind him with a mood like winter snow bellowing around her skirt. "Uncle Hades, its been so long since I last saw you." Apollo greets and within such civil words was mocking and Hades keeps his reply warm, but cold rage burnt underneath.

He hummed in a muffled voice, turned around to look at Talina, and asked, “Have you seen him?” Talina hurriedly replied respectfully, “Yes, I have.” “What do you think?” Hades asked. Talina hesitated for a moment and said, “Very strong.” Hades smiled and said with a nod, “If I went up against him, who do you think will win?” Talina replied, “My honored Lord Hades, of course. Apollo, that coward, is not worthy to be compared to Lord Hades!” Hades smiled and said, “Don't compliment me. I know how strong Apollo is. The failure of this mission has little to do with you. I just want to find out if he’s still as fierce and domineering as he used to be.”