Hades Book Novels & Stories

A codex rumored to be written by the first god who ever fell. “I’m cataloguing resonance,” he said, gesturing to the spread. “There’s already a change in how the Haven responds to us.” “Of course there is,” Seraphine replied. “We five are walking conduits now.” He tilted his head. “And Zenith?” Her jaw tightened slightly.

“It’s all messed up, the world finally crumbling.” Daisy’s POV “Hades!!!” My feet hurting from how fast I was running. I could hear Brittany and Priya chasing after me, but all I could think about was finding Hades. “Hades please!!!” I screamed, my voice cracking, my chest felt like it was stabbed with a silver axe repeatedly. Hades paused his steps, “how dare you?” He growled. I shivered in fear at the intensity of his glare. Through my blurry eyes I couldn’t find the trace of the man who had spent nights in my room talking and laughing at every silly thing possible.

Raff starts. “I know. I should have told you last night or maybe this morning, but Rafferty Maellan Verdante Addams, you have no right to go through my things and read my spell book!” Willow shouts. Raff looks shocked at the accusation and a bit scared. “Woah there princess! No one went through your things or read your spell book. Just hear Raff out, then you can explain what your spell book has to do with you being more fae than we thought,” Aiden says, stepping to block Raff from her wrath if she unleashes it.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

I murmured to myself. [Author’s Note: End of Maddie’s POV.] No one’s POV: Maddie was so drunk and couldn’t stop cursing Christian and everyone. She was watching the Eiffel Tower from her balcony. ‘City of Love? If that’s true, why am I experiencing this? Maybe I should go down there and see if there’s true love there.’ She thought. She then remembered what Mrs. Oh told her before. If she meets someone in Eiffel Tower, chances are that person is the one for her. She shook her head and laughed crazily. She was so drunk and high. But she decided to grab her coat and went out of her penthouse. She went down and left the condominium. She was so high and walking around.

"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."

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He said and I smiled. I was in the library with every book referenced under my brother’s name as I started to carefully read all the information I needed. This book broadened my knowledge and exposed me to things even I didn’t understand but was determined to know. Whatever the key of Hades held could make any mortal man immortal or even a god if they chose to become one. Apparently Hades was too intelligent for his own good which was why to protect this gift; he created ciphers, symbols, forgotten histories and keys.

Happy Ending Happy Starting --- **Description of SHIV's Book** **Title:** Hades Sassy Persephone Shivshakti Singh Rathore, an honest police officer who is ruthless, cold, and darker than Hades. He is the third prince of Gadh, Rajasthan, India. Adrija Singh, who is full of herself. An arrogant, domineering, and aggressive woman with a Persephone's heart full of spring life. A kick-ass heroine who loves to poke, mock, and taunt the hero. Different from the original mythological story of Hades and Persephone, this story is poles apart. Here, Persephone is three years older than Hades and has a sassy personality that irritates him to no end.