Hades Last Name Novels & Stories

I said confused "Aphrodite is a name I gave myself, I'm still curious on how he knew that name" "What kind of name is Konstantino, and Hades?, Isn't that like the God of death or something?. What does M means?" I said intrigued "I think Konstantino is a Greek name, Hades is too. Hades is not a God of death, but the God of the Underworld" She saw my surprised look "I know my Greek okay, I'm fascinated by the Language and Culture, It's beautiful." "I figured" I smiled at her "This Konstantino guy seem, how can I put it, intriguing, I think I'll like him, I think you will too" I smirked at her reaction, her crimson coloured cheek.

“Hades disappeared years ago! He is dead. Do not play with me, boy! You know nothing about what you are talking about!” “My old man, no. Here is where you are, the clueless one. Hades, my older stepbrother, is far from dead. He is far from the drunken spirit walker you all thought him to be. Ah, did I forget to tell you that part? That we share the same father? How silly of me.”

Ascalaphus whispered to her, “Madam, I would not dare call the master by his mortal name if I were you.” “Why? What is wrong with Fran? I think it is a nice name.” she countered. Shortly after that, Fran continued on until he was nowhere in sight. Charon stayed behind and went to her, “Mistress, I beg you. Address his lordship properly. I get a heart attack every time you say his mortal name.” “Oh please Charon. Do not be such a drama king. You simply cannot die.” She laughed. Hades’ mortal name is Fran Treloar. However, nobody dares to call him that, especially in the underworld. His “employees” call him lord, lordship, highness, and master. It is only Angelique who has the guts to call him

"What was her name? She must have been beautiful." "She was beautiful," Hades replied, his voice softer now, almost tender. "A small girl, with a gentle smile. Her name was Stella." I fell silent, my heart aching for him. His tone had softened when he spoke of her, a stark contrast to the cold, indifferent man I had grown accustomed to. "She’s lucky," I murmured, my words almost a whisper. "Lucky?" Hades sounded incredulous. "How so?" "She had someone who loved her. It takes luck to be someone’s first and last love," I explained, my voice thick with emotion.

In the fifth carriage is Duke Tanwen Ironhaven, Duchess Admani Ferrum Ironhaven, Lady Celosia Ironhaven, and Lady Ember Ironhaven, all descendants of Hephaestus from Ironhaven City, patron city of Hephaestus they oversees the Ironridge Province, which specializes in blacksmithing In the sixth carriage are Duke Fesorr Deathfall, Duchess Rumera Mors Deathfall, and Lord Rhanos Deathfall, all descendants of Hades from Deathfall City patron city of Hades. They oversee the Morte Province, and all funerals are held in Hades' temples located in Morte Province

My voice failed me completely. Before I could even try to explain, Hades stood up. “Mom,” he said softly, his tone serious. “It’s not what you think… or maybe it is. But please, let me explain.” She looked at him, her brows raised slightly. “Go on.” Hades took a deep breath. His voice was steady but emotional. “I love Aisla.” The room went dead silent again. Cayden glanced at him but didn’t stop him. Hughes leaned back, closing his eyes like he already knew this moment was coming.

"Are you sure Riven has really disappeared for weeks now?",Adromalius asked as he gazed at the bleak world before him. No matter how much he went into Tartarus, he could never get used to the chaos and agonized screams that echoed every time. He gazed at Hades, the king of the underworld, waiting for an answer to his questions. Hades held the glass dome containing Layla's blood in his palm. He swirled it occasionally, and each time he did, a devilish look would appear on his face.

Caterina felt short of breath in front of that beautiful man, however, he did not seem, nor would he ever seem, the kind of man she would date, let alone say his last name. “That’s right, excuse me, but I don't know him, I don't usually give my full name to strangers” answered the beautiful brunette. A mischievous smile was drawn on the lips of that intimidating man. “I like you Caterina, and you see, I always get what I want, my name is Hades, Hades Visconti, and you will give me everything I want from you, including your last name” said the intimidating man arrogantly. Caterina did not look away from the man, what had she gotten herself into? The man in the bar

I had joked that he'd probably be on a gateway with girlfriend but his girlfriend is in the city, a friend of one of my kids. Hades has always been an intricate child, Arieya and her other mate had him very young. Hades is a pure blood Royal, Arieya's other mate was King of a nearby realm that Hades has been crowned to since early last year after his grandfather officially gave him the reins, as his oldest grandson. I don't feel ashamed to admit that Hades is my favorite nephew, and overall among my kids. Everyone of my siblings is attached to Hades, and I hope Camilla doesn't feel less a part of the family because of how detached Hades is or how everyone else interacts minus her.

The doors of the mansion Blue House opened. And as soon as the men were inside and the doors closed, Lucian’s men made sure that no one had followed them, from the stairs the smartest man, one of the smartest in the country when it came to those businesses. “The great Lucian Sadharthe,” said one of the Arabian men with a strange accent, “Son of Hades.” Lucian Sadharthe, Son of Hades, smiled down the stairs. Lucian smiled. It was good to know that they knew his nickname by heart, it was good to know that in the underworld he was called by that name and never by his name. It was good to know that he was the son of death.