Hades Mom Novels & Stories

Sipho dropped to one knee, soil cracking beneath his hands. “For the children,” he gasped. The Darkness laughed. Then let them choose which god keeps them. --- Back inside the hut, the eye blinked once. The floorboards buckled. A voice rose from beneath the earth — deep, cracked, maternal and monstrous all at once. “One must stay.” The children stared at one another as the hut sealed itself shut, the doorway melting into solid wall. Above them, the fire died completely. Below them, the ancient thing waited. CHAPTER 32: What the House Demands

He was everything an omega like me was never supposed to have. And yet… the bond pulsed between us, undeniable, ancient, alive. My mate. A murmur rippled through the gathered pack members. Some gasped. Some stared at me in open disbelief. Others laughed softly, cruelly, as if the Moon Goddess herself had made a terrible joke. Me? Elara, the quiet omega who cleaned the council hall, who kept her head down, who spoke only when spoken to. I took a step forward before fear could stop me. “Alpha Kael…” My voice shook. “I...I think..."

I nibbled at my toast, forcing myself to eat slowly so that the food would stay down, and sipped my ginger tea. My thoughts turned to the original owner of the garden. I know these roses belonged to the late Luna, Hades' mom. I never knew her, it was hard to imagine what kind of woman would have given birth to a man like Hades. According to the pack members I spoke to, they said Hera was quiet and reserved. And of course, everyone liked to point out how Hunter and Hera had been madly in love with each other. They had no idea they were hurting my already broken heart. I don't think I would ever know what it feels like to be loved, certainly not by Hades. And not by Hunter.

His lips felt hot against her skin, a painful contrast to the frost in his eyes. "Pleased to meet you, Mommy," Xavier whispered, emphasizing the word with deep mockery. As he pulled back, he leaned slightly toward her, close enough for his sharp, masculine scent to overwhelm her senses. "You look very expensive tonight, Elara. How much did my father pay to make you kneel at his feet?" Elara’s blood ran cold. "Xavier, how is this possible?" she whispered, barely audible. "Nothing is impossible, Mom. We’ve been reunited, haven't we? You walked right into your own hell," he hissed intimidatingly.

"And while he is Lord Ares, he will not see the error in his way and bring my House to ruin." "Oh no... that poor child when she learns," she said softly. "Well, she will have Lord Hades and Lady Persephone to raise her and help her through it." I sighed, which was the one good part. Chara will be raised in love, the daughter of Hades and Persephone and, therefore, the granddaughter of The Zeus. She will be much better off as part of Dio's family than Eugenius'. I know they'll treat the baby well and as their own.

“Welcome home, Mother.' I spoke in my mind. 'Thank you, My daughter. Thank you for bringing me back.' She hummed in appreciation and I felt my heart swell with joy, all the pain and uncertainty were worth it at that moment. 'Rise my children, rise above the darkness, bask in my light.' Mother Selene commanded our spectators forward. 'We are one.' She declared and the sound of her howl vibrated through the great hall, inciting a shift in all her acolytes. Joining their mother, the four-legged beasts joined her call, multiplying the energy in the room till the whole hall was basked in light that emitted from Selene’s fur. Statues of the Honour race lit up in various colours; red for fire, blue

Listening to what Hector had to say was like all the pieces of the puzzle finally clicked into place. Of course, my father’s mother was willing to help conceal Hades to the underworld. She knew that had he gotten a grip on his child that he would have been unstoppable. And a woman as power hungry as her couldn’t stand for that. I sat there filling in all the gaps, my mind a total mess. Cleo’s POV “Why does it have to be her blood? She’s a baby!” My mother cried as she cradles the baby to her chest. “Cecilia, you need to do this. She is willing to help.”

And Zeus took Hera’s side every time, scolding my mother for being small-minded. “Semele, can you not be a little more gracious? Hera is the Queen of Heaven. Whatever she says or does, she does for the good of the gods.” That was his favorite line. But watching my mother now, so calm, so far away, I understood. She would never let him wound her again. Her eyes were a pool of dead water that no wind could stir.

she hugged his legs. “How are you, munchkin?” he signaled to her, and the girl smiled, letting him know she was okay. She then pointed to her mother, who stood by Athena. “Is everything okay, mom?” Athena wiped her mother’s tears. “I don’t want to stay here even for a minute, Theia. Take me somewhere,” she hugged her daughter, tearing up. Soon they were off with Azazel to his mansion. “What happened, Mom?” she squeezed her mother’s hands, and Iris’s lips wobbled.

she let out a huff while the others hummed in agreement and added in a few words. "He also told me that he is ready for babes and wants me to carry them," I continued, finding it comforting to be able to speak to this group of women who made me feel giddy and excited about what was happening. "What?!" "This is insanity!" "That is the most romantic thing I have ever heard." "What type of sad life do you live, Naomi, for such words to seem so romantic to you?" "She has probably only laid with pigs." "Lady Aphrodite is going to be a mother, the mother of Master Abigor's children. Can you imagine how beautiful their children will be?"