Hades Descendants 4 Novels & Stories

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“You cannot trample upon the family’s tradition that had been in place for years. The set you have inherited has some values that must be held at all cost Hades” Hades left the unconscious boy and stood up. “You want to let him live. Do you know that he is a black stain on the name of your sacred Decardo family name?” Disgust appeared on her face. She clenched her hands at her sides and seethes “Still Hades, he carries the Decardo blood in his veins. I cannot allow you to kill him”

The screen lit up with the chilling moniker: DON A. Hades’s eyes locked onto the screen. He stopped moving, his entire body going rigid. The pacing was over. The game had just shifted. "Don't you dare touch it, Charon," Hades ordered, his voice a barely contained whisper. He walked slowly to the desk, his shadow consuming the buzzing screen. He waited three agonizing rings, then swiped the accept button with a ruthless finality. "You have ten seconds to tell me where my brother's body is, Adriano," Hades grated into the microphone. "And you have one second to explain why I shouldn't treat this as an act of total war against the Omerta Council."

he shouts questioning glaring at the wall. “My children and their late father are descendants of Gwanhoya!” Takada answers him from the entrance of the cave, “How do you know that name?” “I saw it in some sought of a vision or dream, I do not understand what it was but you confirming that for me means I was not hallucinating!” “I understand, that is why you passed out at that time!” “Yes, but I don’t understand, if they are her descendants why is she causing your family so much trouble?”

Still, I never actually saw him until today. Hades' army was led by Marcellus Riggs. Rumour has it that he is Hades’ illegitimate son. He looked at me as if he saw through the cloaking spell that Sentaya cast to protect me. He paused and froze for the moment; his gaze looked as if he was in shock and disbelief, but that was just for a second. He quickly masked his gaze to an empty, cold and impassive one in the next moment. The next thing I saw was him pointing out with the scythe towards me and murmuring some indistinct order to the demon next to him. I couldn’t hear what he said to the bloke next to him because of the clamour and melee of the grounds, which were bloodshed battlefield just

done, the success I have achieved, I am not going to throw it all away. The life I am building here in this modern world, and my mate.” I said as I looked over at Sheamus with a smile. Hades began to look livid. I feared for Sheamus and his pack. “YOU’RE MINE!” Hades growled! I saw a storm beginning to grow. I saw a fiery darkness started to happen. I screamed in terror as I saw Sheamus being raised from the ground screaming in pain. He was being thrown from one tree to the other. His body soon would be mangled beyond repair thanks to Hades. I tried to throw myself in between. Hades just used the same magic to pull me back. He sealed his lips to mine without letting Sheamus go. I saw a port

They were almost surely after the treasure scrolls of the remaining three of the Ancient Four. Having finished his contemplation, he opened his mouth to speak. “Kennedy, capture James alongside the four experts─Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning. Be mindful not to harm him. We want to see how the Cadens react.” Hades was a shrewd man who avoided acting rashly or carelessly. The Cadens was the head of the Ancient Four. Since he was not entirely sure if the Cadens belonged to the God-King Palace, he needed to first test the waters. After all, he did not wish to have a falling out with the Cadens just because someone else was sowing discord between the two of them.

Heavy footsteps sound near us before I felt someone's arm wrapping around my waist, pulling me from Hades. " Stop this, Jared, or I swear I'll ruin your entire business," Hades growls. I scream, thrashing in Enrique's hold as he pulled me away from Hades. Two guards were holding back Hades when he kicks one of them and pushes the other one away. I watch in horror as he takes out his gun from his blazer, pointing at my dad. " Close your eyes, my sweet," Hades mutters softly, looking at me. Huh.

Clurife turned to give respect to his father, Hades, as the god floated into the center of the chamber. The Lord of the Underworld had long, shockingly white hair with black eyes possessing of the pain of innumerable souls condemned to the fiery pits of hell. His pale, alabaster skin contrasted greatly with his black on black suit. “That is good. Yes, pain and death are a good reminder of where loyalties should lie. Once you ascertain whether or not this new . . . student is the child of the so-called prophecy, then you must make haste to dispose of him from this earth and then I will have a little fun with him. Ah! Damn my young brother,” Hades growled menacingly. “Always in the way, but, n

“Ash shall reclaim its name. The heir will kneel where kings refused. One throne. One fall. And the fire beyond choice.” Outside, Emberhold burned in red twilight. Three cities burned beyond it. The Codex pulsed like a heartbeat inside a dying god. And on the balcony, Ceres and Xavier stood hand in hand—unmoving, unwavering—as the prophecy bled into the night. The Eve of Collapse had begun.