Hades In Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Hades had only ever known how to be present for the easy moments. Now Persephone was gone, and he did not even know how to make his son stop crying. “Mother doesn’t want me anymore…” Eren sobbed until his voice broke. His face was wet, his breath uneven, and his small hands clutched at the front of his tunic as if something inside him hurt. Hades crouched and reached for him. Eren jerked away at once. Fear widened his eyes. “It was you,” he cried, pointing at Hades. “You made Mother leave. You and Nympha.”

"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."

she reminds me. "I would do it all again, a million times over, to bring us to where we are today." I admit, thinking back to the horrified look on Zeus's face as he fell from Olympus. After a couple months of hiding within Hera's safe house, we pulled together some other allies to help us defeat Zeus. The task was much harder then anticipated and a full-on war soon became of it. Thankfully, in the end, we were victorious. Zeus fell from Olympus and went straight down to Tartarus where he reunited with his brother, Hades, who had been there by none other then his son, Hayden.

Hades stood, gritting his teeth as he stomped his foot, marching towards me with the obsidian rock tightly clutched in his hands. “Alright. Close your eyes, Eros, and within minutes you shall join me.” I felt Hades’ hands descending down on my forehead and the weight of a millennia being lifted out of my brain. I squeezed my eyes shut, refusing the urge to cry as I struggled against myself, trying not to stop Hades from doing what he is doing for it hurts.

“It is only right to at least let her choose. She has already been forced to an identity unwilling. I wanted her to accept her fate and choose to be an immortal.” “But this lead to a whole lot of problems, master. Mortals could easily get lost in the orchards. Not to mention there are also a lot of beasts such as hydras, chimeras, and harpies. Then, there is also the river Styx right past the orchards.” In Hades’ mind, something immediately clicked. He did not care for what else Charon was about to say. He ran out of the mansion and teleported to the side of the river Styx. Sure enough, he saw a weakened Angelique.

I try to break free from him, but his grip is strong and he pulls me into his chest. "Come on now, puppy. I was just fucking with you. No need to get feisty," he breathes into my ear. But I still try to push off him. "Esteban, let. Me. Go." "Or what?" He dares. "What will you do about it, Lilith Hayes?" My heart stops in an instant. What did he just call me?

" Martha clears her throat as she enters my office, stirring me from my thoughts. "Please, sit down." I smile down at Martha, laying on my best playboy charm. "Thank you, Mr. Velimir." "Please call me Hades; Mr. Velimir sounds so formal." Martha's cheeks blush red as she fans herself with the manila folder she's brought in. "May I?" I ask as I leave my drink on the windowsill and walk toward my desk, standing directly behind Martha, my hand just barely grazing hers as I reach for the folder.

what he did to me? Discover more about myself. Discover who I am as a shifter, and why he is laying claim on me? He’s been watching over me and following me my entire life but, always bound to the shadows. As we reach the borderline of Sheamus’s pack, I begin to feel that something is intensely wrong. I don’t think this has anything to do with my leaving Sheamus, something is telling me that Hades is here! I was under the impression that he couldn’t escape Greece. What changed? I feel in in my bones, Hades is here, and he has come for me. He will burn this werewolf world to the ground if he doesn’t have me. I keep getting told this in my head. Sure enough, we pull up to the packhouse. I scr

he said as he tilted his chin up in a playful manner. “Will Kora be joining us tonight?” Asked Damien. “Kora?” I asked quite mindlessly. Lucifer smiled, “You may know her better as Persephone,” he tilted his chin towards me as he spoke, the man was even taller than Damien. Lucifer saw the look on my face and it was clear that he knew what was going through my mind. Persephone was Hades' wife in Greek Mythology, being told that Hades kidnapped her and brought her to be the queen of the underworld7.

If only it was too easy to concentrate on her work and stop remembering things. Finally the son of a god had found out that he also needed a goddess to feel himself completed. The Son of Hades was finally a God. He had found his queen, his master mind, his last piece, his soul mate, and his goddess. And he was going to put her under his rules, of course, not before she put him under hers.