Hades Father And Mother Novels & Stories

My father is the High Lord of the Sun system, and my mother is the Lady Sovereign of the Moon system. They had chosen two suitors for me since childhood and declared that on the day of my Millennium Awakening, whomever I chose to marry would take over the authority of both systems and become the Supreme God. The others didn't hesitate and began congratulating Sol one after another. "Sol, it looks like you will soon inherit the authority of the Sun and Moon. Congratulations!" "Once you control the entire Divine Realm, don't forget about us!" Sol's expression softened quite a bit, but looking at the "pitiful" Lilith in his arms, he still glared at me and warned: "Even if you marry me then, don

"She is my sister. Do you really think I fathered him and left her alone?" Evangeline stared at him. Honestly... With everything she had learned about him so far, she wasn't entirely certain what to expect anymore. "Then where is Hades's mother?" she asked instead and Morningstar merely shrugged his shoulders. "How should I know? I told you already, those children were experiments. Who knows how they were created?" Holding his arm, he slowly rolled his sleeve up to his elbow. "They didn't need me to sleep with a woman to create Hades. They only needed my blood. They could have used a fetus already growing inside a woman's stomach and injected what they took from me into it."

Ok, let's come back to the present, I guess you now understand mom's reason for calling me Demian, a name that rhymes with a demon. Well, it's true, I'm Damian, a hybrid of mom a beautiful human lady, and Dad, a seductive Akwa-being, and a Sea King, I guess that made me an Aqua-prince, and yes this is the story of my life.

I scramble to my feet to follow her when she looks at me with a sinister smile on her lips as the portal closes. Fuck! I clutch my hair as a chuckle comes from behind me. I turn to face them. Fenrir, Theo, and Nicholas all walk into the office. Just great! “Where is she?” Fenrir asks as he stalks closer to me and I look at him. Fenrir is Gaia’s father and was the God of Hell and Harbinger of Death before he handed the title over to Gaia. He made me the ruler of Hell until she was old enough to take over and so she took me as her Beta even though I am an Alpha.

"Are you like Hades?" "I don't know what he is like." "Wait, maybe that's why your name is Hayden! It rhymes with Hades." I said with wide eyes. He just shrugged. "If that makes you happy." "Why are the Furies after me?" I asked the next question. He seemed to hesitate for a second before replying, "I don't know." I frowned at that. "You must know something." "I really don't." He seemed genuine saying that. "All I know is that you died that night. And your soul was still there. On earth."

Apollo wailed, his fall from glorious god to powerless immortal now complete. The Underworld guards strode forward without expression, forcibly dragging the pathetic, writhing form of Apollo and my still-crying parents from the hall. The great doors slammed shut, sealing away the noise and ugliness for good. The cheers of the gods and spirits rose once more. This time, there were no interruptions. I turned and looked at my husband. He was watching me, his dark eyes reflecting my crowned image. "My Queen," Hades said, his voice a warm, gentle rumble. "Welcome home."

Because no matter how much everyone around her seems to think so, no matter what her own father or his wife says to her– Hades has no love for his daughter truly. At least, not the type of care that dad no just stop, remember. Remember Hades is your father–William's father–she once had. She had been so young back then and it had been so long that the memories feels like they belonged to another person, in another life and maybe they did but if she thinks hard enough, if she was courageous and dared enough to sink into memories that were long since passed and buried, far beneath the mask of the goddess Proserpina, it was still there.

What good is it? I've gone to hell, but my blood is in your veins. Can you really be happy? As long as you're alive, I live on— Hades opened his eyes. "My father is a pedophile," he whispered. Ophelia turned over, half asleep. "Huh?" "He did things to me, in place of my mother. And I'm scared that somewhere lurking in my veins is a pedophile." Ophelia opened her eyes. "Hades?"

Zeke commented. “Then why don’t I talk to him and see if he would be willing to help? Since I have the powers of a God and Cronus was my ancestor, I should be able to enter Tartarus.” Caleb proposed. “I definitely wouldn’t advise that.” My mother deflected. “Hades has a deep hatred for his father and will likely not be welcoming of you. You have a distinct scent that reminds me of Cronus, which doesn’t make sense considering eons separate your lineage.”

Hades explained. “Why do I know that name?” I said and thought for a moment. “The Father of All Monsters?!” “Don’t you call him that!!” My mother yelled at me. I flinched and turned to see her walking towards us. “That’s what the history and Myth books called him.” I said defending myself. “Well, that’s a bunch of bullshit.” She said. “Isn’t he the dad to some Mythical monsters though?” I asked. “He is the father of Cerberus.” Hades pointed out.