Hades Hypnotist Novels & Stories

Before dusk, my husband Hades and our son Eren appeared on the social feed. By nightfall, the post had spread through every hall of Olympus and every shadow of the Underworld. The post claimed that Hades, lord of the dead, had taken a flower spirit as his lover, and that they were raising a five-year-old son together. The picture under the headline showed Hades standing beside Eren. A woman leaned close to them, smiling softly as she smoothed my son’s hair.

VLADIMIR The word seer crash-landed into my mind like a stone shattering glass. I had never believed in that man, Norman. Others whispered about his visions, swore by his psychic abilities, but I only saw a parasite. He had appeared in our pack after my parents’ deaths, cloaked in pity, feigning the role of a weary traveler seeking refuge. Shelter turned into influence. Before long, he had wormed his way into the hearts of my people, feeding them his riddles and shadows. One of those absurd prophecies had shackled me to Ivy in marriage.

It won't take long for the afternoon to turn into evening. The seer held a clay pot filled with water on his left hand and a fig leaf on his right, Damien changed into his wolf form as the seer dipped the leaves in the clay pot and splashed whatever liquid that was in it on Damien's fur. Apparently, one has to be in his wolf’s form in order for the incantations to work. After that, Damien was asked to stand up and was then given a knife to cut himself with to allow the blood to drop freely on the chest to unlock it.

He didn't think it was possible to be so enthralled by one person, but Natalia made the impossible, possible. She made him weak for her, the type of power she had over him would be something his Mafia would frown upon since it was a sign of weakness to them, but he didn't care. He was like a sailor and she was a siren, even though he had been warned to stay away from her side of the ocean she would always draw him in, making Alessandro forget everything he had learned...everything he had been warned about. They said sirens lead sailors to their death, right now he didn't care if she led him to his.

Dana, too, was stunned, her plans foiled by my unexpected appearance. No one dared to speak, the room filled with a tense silence. I approached the stage, my steps deliberate, my gaze unwavering. But I only stopped when a man with a formidable aura stood in my path, blocking my way. He was a spitting image of Hades, his silver eyes piercing through me, a stark contrast to Hades’ soft and tender gaze. His aura radiates a sense of power and authority. And just by looking at him, I already knew who he was… ‘The former Alpha and Hade’s father…’ ***

"Let go of me this instant!" "I, Raphael Grace, The Hybrid King, accept you, Cinzia Aetos, as the mate sent by the goddess Selene. I promise to do as I desire with you. I swear on the river Styx and by my father, Zeus, the god of the sky!" The heavens thundered, and I saw a lightning flash in his eyes briefly before he pushed me away from him. What had just happened? He swore and accepted me as his mate?! Raphael strode away from me as though I was a piece of trash.

"There is a way," I said, biting my lip, my eyes determined. "What way?" Scott stared intently at me. "Soul-Devouring Sorcery needs to be purified. Only a mate blessed by the Moon Goddess, by offering their 'Life Source,' can do it," I said calmly, though my heart was racing. "How do you know this?" Scott's eyes narrowed, full of suspicion. "The Shaman told me," I lied. In reality, I had witnessed Joanna suffering the backlash of the sorcery in my past life.

“I merely borrowed this vessel.” Gavriel stepped forward, his presence commanding and lethal. “Release him. Now.” The thing laughed again. “You may call me Hades.” The name alone carried weight and it was familiar. Althea gasped as she weakly muttered, “That was the name they mentioned… The Abyssal Order.” “A demon,” Zander muttered. “Ah, very good,” Hades replied, tilting Midas’s head toward Zander. “Still sharp. Still burning.” Without warning, dark tendrils of mist poured from Hades’s body, spreading across the corridor like spilled ink. The shadows on the walls peeled away, forming shapes that writhed and twisted.

I recognized the location immediately. Hades stood at the foot of the stairs that led to his office’s mezzanine. Beside him floated the pane of glass that had trapped Ophois. He was still in his human form, and his handsome features twisted with rage. My jaw clenched, and I swallowed back an insult. It wasn’t like the bastard could hear me. “Fenrisúlfr,” Hades drawled. “I never thought you would recruit the Egyptians to carry out your futile quest. My demons have destroyed Demeter’s root tunnels, and the Opener of the Ways cannot escape my trap. You have run out of options.”

begged Hanny intensely sadly and sorrowfully. “Why? You’ve done it many and many times before, haven’t you? Please don’t act out as though you were still a pure, an innocent girl… Please… I hate a liar; I even hate more and deeper a hypocrite… Do you get that?” hissed Hades rudely and heartlessly. Hades started to strongly and violently grip Hanny’s chin. Hanny could merely grimace due to the slight pain on her chin. Her body had been wholly stuck to the wall behind her. She could no longer step backwards and backwards.