Hades Hypnotist Novels & Stories

"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."

I asserted as my eyes bore into his blue ones. “Make me, pathetic human,” it challenged and I narrowed my eyes at the beast. “Who are you?! Aren't you the asshole I shot with my bow?” Snorting rudely it raised its huge head and growled, “I am Ares, a powerful Lycan and leader of the Nightshade troop.” Ares then licked his long canines and peered at me. “You're lucky that Nikolai's vampire is craving for a taste of your blood; otherwise, I would feast on your flesh until your last breath escapes from your lungs,” he stated firmly.

Seed Of Hatred Episode 31 Charlotte hissed and went to her room. She brushed her teeth and took her bath. She dried her body with a towel and applied a body cream. She wore a white gown. It was above her knee. It was a fitted gown but the hands were long and big. She wore black heels and sat in front of the mirror. She combed her hair and let if fall. She grabbed her black purse and left the room.

“What the bloody hell is “hot guy psychosis?” Zoe pushes him back into his seat and snickers. “Well, it’s a condition where attractive men forget how to woo women properly because they are so used to women throwing themselves at them.” She looks at Azazel and mutters. “I’m afraid you used to suffer from that until I set you straight, baby.”

I didn’t even see how you loved me. Hade…. My eyes became blurry because of the headache I am feeling but before I closed my eyes a familiar man who punch Reybert and carried me out while softly touching my face. Dark Hades… I trembled from the memories I remembered. There is something fixed up my mind but it got broken again when I remember the things I forgotten. Dark Hades and Hade…is the same person. Dark Hades is Hade and Hade is Dark Hades.

His jaw was on the floor and he turned to the hypnosis show he was watching earlier. Am I hypnotized, and making this up or something? Shit Adrian rolled his eyes at him and walked into his room. Shutting the door behind him with his foot. He laid her down on his bed, adjusted the pillow below her head, and removed her hair across her face softly. He then proceeded to take off her shoes and covered her with a blanket. She was deep asleep and this conformed to his suspicion of her taking those pills, else she was a light sleeper and would have woken up already.

He stood right of front of me, his hand gripping my hair, pulling it so tight that my head was bent backward, forcing me to look at him. "Tell. Me. His. Name." He ordered, tightening his grip. "I don't know." I hissed, "If I knew, I would have told you!" "No you wouldn't" he clicked his tongue and smirked, "Need a little bit of torture, hm? Either his name or torture. Which one will it be?" His name was at the tip of falling from my mouth but I held it. There"s no fucking way I was going to endanger the life of innocents. I stayed quiet. He then groaned in frustration before dragging me, by my hair, all the way down the basement.

I stood up and faced the man when he clapped his hands, sarcastically. “What a good performance from someone who isn’t trained since a kid. I’m impressed.” He said and slowly moved towards me while I started to moved backwards.”No wonder that you are the only hybrid that is willing to be accepted by the other empires.” Hybrid? Empires? What is he talking about? He’s been talking to me like we are in a fantasy world full of fantasized characters. In a blonk of an eye, he suddenly attacked me but I fortunately was able to dodge and got away from him in time.

I had to take something from him. My desire to make Tristan and his little boyfriend pay had inevitably led to me worsening my already established obsession with Tristan. Of course, this was my private shame, a relentless itch I couldn't scratch. I didn't actively follow him, but I kept tabs. When I found out that he was a professor at Heldon, I went all in. I subscribed to the school's news platform, looked up images and information about Tristan Walker, archeology professor. I devoured it all, searching for any weakness, any crack in his perfect facade.

Michael says catching my eyes in the mirror again. I turn in his arms so that I am facing him. Taking his lips in a gentle kiss. I look into his soul shattering eyes "I Julisa Hero, daughter of Alpha Ricardo Hero and Lorella Bravo accept you Michael Hades as my mate and Alpha." Michael grins kissing me again and looking me back in the eyes "I Michael Hades Alpha of Shadow Pack and son of Alpha Kurt Hades and Klair Blaze accept you Julisa Hero as my mate and Luna." I grin Michael leans down taking my lips in a passionate kiss that leaves me breathless.