Hades Cabin Novels & Stories

“Can you at least try to be tolerable for a short moment in respect of this gathering?” Hades didn’t speak, he simply shifted. His human form looked like any businessman you would see walking down the street. He’s got pale skin, and he’s tall with short sandy blonde hair, styled nicely. A black suit with a red tie. All he’s missing is a brief case to complete the look. His red eyes scan the room no doubt sizing up everyone here. Hades is not known for his authenticity. I wouldn’t put it past him to try to cause some type of trouble during the time that he is here. Zeus spoke, and the room fell back into meeting mode.

Hades found himself smiling giddily. "What should I do? I don't want you to leave the apartment now." Alanna forced out a smile as well. "Stop messing around." Hades planted a kiss on her lips. "Don't worry. I won't let you suffer at all." Alanna gazed at him for a moment. In the end, she nodded with a smile. The Florentine residence was a humongous and tastefully designed manor. After parking the car in front of the entrance, Hades took Alanna's hand and led her out of the car. The moment they showed up, they instantly attracted everyone's attention.

It tasted strange with a lime taste before wrapping my shoulders with a long length shawl and leaving for the Alpha’s Chambers. I have been waiting for this day for years and it feels surreal and I’m never going to let him slip from my grasp not now or anytime in the future because he’s mine. The guards at the mouth of his chambers bowed with a knee to the floor immediately they saw me and with an air of superiority, I nodded, pushed the lock, and walked in. Immediately the sunlight lit into the room and perched over the bed demarcated with a net tent presiding over it. Hades Chambers is on the most top floor of the Castle and the first to get kissed by the sun before it gets to the lower ro

This whole building feels like a prison; the least I could get is a nice view, and boy, do I get one. The room is right on the side of the training grounds, and my eyes immediately fall on none other than the man himself, Rogue Alpha - Nero Hades. Nero is standing in front of everyone in all his glory, wearing nothing but his suit slacks. Bloody Hell, the man is the embodiment of the ancient Greek gods, and the scars covering his skin make the view times a thousand times better.

"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."