Hades Book Novels & Stories

Rico had brought his team to inspect the scene, hoping to uncover something—anything—that might explain what had happened that night. As they combed through the area, Rico’s foot hit something hard beneath the dirt. Frowning, he crouched down and brushed the earth aside, revealing a small, battered book. It was no larger than the palm of his hand, its cover worn and faded with time. He carefully picked it up, flipping it open to the first page. His heart nearly stopped when he saw the words scrawled across the page in messy, hurried handwriting: “I know who Hades is.”

If you can’t wait for more chapters, feel free to check out my second book, Please Me, Daddy, it’s just as exciting, and I’ll be updating it too. Let’s keep going together until the very end, and yes, let’s make some characters’ lives a little miserable along the way. Oh, and I’ve noticed many comments asking, What exactly is Hades? Could he be human or something else? I’d love to hear your theories!

"Wh-What is that book in the secret chamber in Hades' study?" "That's the Alpha line's birth charts." She stopped pouring milk into the strawberry puree, her brows knitting. She glanced at me. "How do you know about that book?" Looking down, I bit my lip, contemplating if I should tell her. But then Hades already knew, and he was most likely going to kill me for that or send me back to that dungeon. But if Nola knew too, she could help me perhaps. Or she could hate me for it. Though just telling her to lessen the burden of guilt from my chest seemed a better option at that moment.

He said, “Very good. I didn't expect us to meet so soon. This will save me a lot of trouble, then. You can return me the thing that your sister, Hannah Clarke, stole from me now.” Philip raised his brows slightly and said with a smile, “Hades, that’s a gift from my sister to me. If you want it, just come and get it. But before that, you have to defeat me first.” Arrogant! Domineering! Hades’ face darkened at those words. Among the 12 Sacred Halls of the West, the Hall of the Underworld was one of the top few existences. Hades was also one of the gods most feared and worshipped!

Hades growled as his entire body went rigid trying to fight off the invasion. He recognized that energy even if the voice was new. He'd stolen this exact energy from King during their face-off. But it should have all been used up. He'd used all that energy to escape the Underworld bridge. Or maybe it was on the boat with the Hares. Hades wasn't sure anymore. Everything that had happened over the last couple of weeks was blurring together into a barely believable narrative.

what he did to me? Discover more about myself. Discover who I am as a shifter, and why he is laying claim on me? He’s been watching over me and following me my entire life but, always bound to the shadows. As we reach the borderline of Sheamus’s pack, I begin to feel that something is intensely wrong. I don’t think this has anything to do with my leaving Sheamus, something is telling me that Hades is here! I was under the impression that he couldn’t escape Greece. What changed? I feel in in my bones, Hades is here, and he has come for me. He will burn this werewolf world to the ground if he doesn’t have me. I keep getting told this in my head. Sure enough, we pull up to the packhouse. I scr

Demons stirred behind him, and his power grew heavy, colder than before. The darkness parted. Suddenly King Hades entered, with Valor and Strength. His presence shook the Spirit World itself. The ground cracked under his feet. The lost souls in the rivers screamed in terror. His eyes burned with endless fire. His voice, when it came, was command and destruction together. Hades: “You thought you could run, Adolfa? You thought prophecy would shield you from me?” Adolfa:“You will not break the balance! You cannot!” Hades raised his hand. The chains tightened. Adolfa dropped to her knees, choking. The sound of bone grinding filled the air. He could sense her weakness, he must stop her now and th

With his manhood magical sword twitching intensely fast as well as strongly, Hades eventually squirted lots and lots of his warm, cozy and caressing quintessence into his gentle beautiful queen’s underpart body. Hanny could also feel her underpart body become warm, cozy and intoxicated due to her beloved Brother Hades’ lots and lots of quintessence. Because her beloved Brother Hades’ quintessence had been too much, some of it was even seen oozing out of her feminism valley. With his rather breathless condition, Hades was seen laying down his sweaty, wet, nude, sturdy as well as muscular body on his gentle beautiful queen’s also sweaty, warm, naked and sexily intoxicating body.

I recognized the location immediately. Hades stood at the foot of the stairs that led to his office’s mezzanine. Beside him floated the pane of glass that had trapped Ophois. He was still in his human form, and his handsome features twisted with rage. My jaw clenched, and I swallowed back an insult. It wasn’t like the bastard could hear me. “Fenrisúlfr,” Hades drawled. “I never thought you would recruit the Egyptians to carry out your futile quest. My demons have destroyed Demeter’s root tunnels, and the Opener of the Ways cannot escape my trap. You have run out of options.”

“You are not dead, My lady. I know you have a lot of questions about how that is possible, but I will let the king handle that.” I straightened, my heart spiking at the sound of that. I wasn't dead, so that's a plus, but a king? “The king? You mean like Satan? I asked, my voice shaky in fear that he may appear and behead me for calling his name since he was pure evil, but the ladies only let out giggles. “No darling. Hades is the king of the underworld. Some may call him the devil, but he’s simply the guardian of the underworld. There’s nothing to be scared of, dear. Your energy is almost as white as snow.”