Hades Hades Novels & Stories

18+ content] •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Fifth and last Story of the Series :- Hades LOST Persephone {Rudra-Shakti} [Book has 18+ content] • Officer RUDRA SINGH RATHORE An angry young Police Officer of Delhi. A Heartbroken gentleman. A heartless HADES. A fearless Man. A ruthless police and Every criminal did shit in his pants even mere hear of his name. But he has another identity too. Rudra is the Second Prince of GADH and A billionaire who loves to live in simplicity.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

She kindly exams my features. “Where are we, Moon Goddess?” I look around, only this time that floating sensation is gone. “Please, call me Selene or Ártemis.” She smiles. “Ártemis?” I questioned feeling like I had already heard that name. “And you’re right. You’ve already heard this name.” She confirms my suspicion. “I’m known for your kind as Selene, the Moon Goddess. But for millennia I was known as Artemis, the goddess of the moon and hunting.”

Within a couple of minutes, a man sat down in front of her in the booth with a smile on his face. “I’m surprised to see you again Luna.” Hades spat at her. “I’m sorry do I know you?” He laughed and then replied, “Oh yeah, I forgot you probably don’t remember me. Especially after those Parks boys got what they wanted from you. Are you going to give me what I want?” Sonya held her composure and Harold gave her a nod and said “What is it you want? And who are you again?” “I am Hades but I know that you already know who I am so you can stop playing games with me. Are you going to give me what I want?”

“I know. But hey—that’s a 50% chance. Better than zero.” He held out a piece of paper to me. I squinted at it. Hade. 21. A writer. “It’s pronounced Adi,” he said with a big grin. I almost laughed out loud. Adi? From Hade? God, it was kind of cute—but I quickly shook my head to snap out of it. No. Nope. Not going there. His name is Hade—spelled like hate but read like Adi. Same as Tycen’s username in COD, that video game where strangers shoot things together and talk like they’ve known each other for years.

And the other dark and broken. She did not have a rose in hand like the rest, She had sage surrounding lavenders . The sage he grew with her, and the lavender whose scent he loved. But those flowers did no longer give her happiness, Every part of her day reminded her of him. She wanted him to get up, to get back to her. But he did not. He was gone forever. "Rose" she turned around as she heard her mother voice, "Lord Edmund is here to pay his respect, go greet him for once" She shook her head. "Rose, for me" Rose hesitate but her mother grabbed her hand slowly and they walked into the castles towards the halls.

"Bastian is unpredictable. A tad mentally unstable. " "What?! What if he hurts Sera?!" I explode, unable to believe what I have just heard. "He dies." Rhys replies, likes he's talking about the weather. Chills blanket my body. Vincent chuckles beside me, whispering something about Hades and his temper. Hades. Hades. "Oh my..." I gasp, my hands flying to my mouth. It clicks in. Everything clicks instant. "You're Mordecai Rhys? God of the underworld? As in...Hades?"

Hades seethes. —*

Bob said, “For an academician, you’re quite slow.” Byron scowled. “It’s the bible, isn’t it?” Bob asked Lex. “Yes.” Lex’s eyes were distant. “And if I remember correctly the bible referred to Hades as the god of the underworld he was feared and only the mention of his name can awaken death, Hades’ humble servant.” “Oh,” Byron exclaimed, “The mention of his name invokes death, is that it?” “Yes.” “But,” Bob said. “Is Hades not synonymous to…?”

I am not showing any, especially not to her. “However, given that mommy Minthe was also a long-standing cum bucket for Hades, god of the underworld, home-wrecking whore Minthe claimed that her bastard brat son is the son of Hades. And you know what, my dear…son? This stupid cuckold Hades believed his mistress Minthe.