Hades Olympian Novels & Stories

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…’ ***

Without even seeing him, I already knew who came for a visit. My gaze shifted around until it landed on my new throne chair. Seated comfortably on it was someone I had never seen before in person, but I was sure it was him. Hades - the God of the Underworld. I bowed my head slightly before looking him in the eyes. Father had told me before that only the kings and the powerful were able to look into Hades’ eyes without a light blinding them. So I tried. And I was able to do so. Pride rose in my chest. I could look him in the eyes — I was worthy of the throne.

I had a faint idea what I wouldn’t like what I would hear next and true to what I thought, Chad added; “This girl… who is she?” The tingling sensation I felt trailing up my face was enough to let me know that I was blushing fiercely. I had no idea why he was so head bent on knowing who I was. I didn’t even have enough time to ponder over it because Hades turned around then. He took just one glance at me before he shook his head and looked away. “She’s Hailey, a slave I bought earlier today… and the enemy’s daughter.” “But she’s our mate.” Trent added, looking at me.

" All eyes were on her. The students couldn't believe their ears. What they had been trying to study before they went for holiday two newly students came and say it. Grace was speechless. She wasn't expecting that. She thought Ena couldn't give the right answers. Elena turned her gaze to Demon scornfully. "I bet you are surprised." Demon was surprise but tried to hide it. "Well you didn't put the name of the main villain of the Olympians in your lists. He is important you know." "You are still finding excuses, so who is this particular Olympians I did not mention Mister know all?" "Hades (Pluto): god of the underworld." Demon answered with a smirk. "You are right Damien, Hades is also one of

There was regret in his eyes so evident that it rang out in words. "Rain, you ask if I wanted it to be the only way out." "No!" I knew by one look at those scared eyes that I was in denial, but I was afraid it would crush me and choose to look away from the gaze that scratched ones heartstrings in a song of melancholy. "So why doesn't Hades affect me?" Noticing how I neither accept to agree or disagree, he replies with a calmer tone. "Lord Hades being the God of the underworld gives him power over death and the afterlife thus creating a state of balance. It is similar to how the gods residing in Olympus are closer to life.

Bob’s tone was sarcastic. Lex looked up, “I have – what have you got on Hades’ sons?” Bob produced a folded piece of printed A4 paper and handed it to Lex who snatched it hungrily. He folded it impatiently. “According to G****e, Hades, who is also known as the god of the underworld had three children, Zagerus, Macaria, and Melinoe. The first is a boy while Macaria and Melinoe are girls. Now if you’d ask me, I think this information is irrelevant. Nothing concerns Greek mythology with Nigerian homicidal maniacs.”

The air became thick, unbreathable grim, making her uneasy. Hades wears an over-the-knee long one-shoulder black tunic with leather sandals. His straight black hair shines under Persephone quarter's fake sun, and his step wilts the grass that ignites soon after. He undresses, displaying his bare muscled body and hanging accessories without a single drop of shame before dipping in the hot spring. His corporal temperature brings the water to a boil as he relaxes, spreading his arms along the rocky edge. A slight tap has Persephone drop her dress and join him, sitting on his lap.

I answered truthfully. "Then come with me, my Aphrodite. Join me in immortality. Become one with me and let us rule this world together. With you by my side, we can continue to live in luxury and we can go against the kings of kings. With you by my side, we will become invincible. With you by my side, people will whisper our names and they will fear even the very ground that we step on. With you by my side, my Aphrodite, we will be...untouchable."

His expression remained unreadable, though something flickered in his gaze, something Penelope couldn’t place. “Persephone,” he greeted coolly, his deep voice resonating in the cavernous room like a distant thunderclap. Demeter stepped forward, her smile a serene mask as she inclined her head. “Hades, may I present my daughter, Persephone.” Hades’ eyes briefly moved to Demeter, his gaze sharp and calculating. Then, they returned to Penelope, lingering with unnerving focus. For a moment, his expression didn’t shift, but behind that calm mask, his mind churned. This is not Persephone. As the god of death, he had an innate ability to see souls, and the one before him wasn’t Persephone’s. It was

“Cheh! Only now do you want to know about me?” Hades’s glare deepened with a trembled fist. I ought to kill you if not because of the restraints put on me. “My name is Sir Bennett Lionel Illumi, the leader of the great soldier. Nice to meet you.” A uselessly long name. “Likewise. My name is Hades; The Lord of the Underworld, The Father of the Night, and The Father of Darkness.” “Oh Father of the Night, I beseech you to have a duel with me, the lowly great soldier.”