Hades Olympian Novels & Stories

She stood still and watched him react. He scrambled up and dusted his coat then faced her with a smile that didn't match his emotions. "Little princess actually has little secrets," he said. "You think pushing me against the wall and shattering some glasses will scare me?" He asked, and then chuckled. "I am called Hades by the way," he said. "It is a moniker I picked up over the centuries," he smiled.

Looking at their faces back and forth, her frown got even deeper when she could sense their aura the same of the Aryan king. "Who are you people?" she dared to ask in hoarse voice. "Am I still in Agartha?" The gorgeous guy who had his pointy fangs showed when he spoke, "I'm Hades, god of the underworld." "I'm Athena, god of war." she seconded the man. Daeira's frame became rigid while her eyes widened. Somehow her question a moment to them was answered. She wasn't in Agartha but in hell's doom.

She grabbed it and languidly lifted it up. It was a picture of Hades. He was truly a Greek god with a clean cut and precise features, a well-built body, and inexpressive emerald eyes. This man was dangerously gorgeous. This was the kind of face that every woman would dream of but inexplicably perilous to fall for.

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.”

I am not showing any, especially not to her. “However, given that mommy Minthe was also a long-standing cum bucket for Hades, god of the underworld, home-wrecking whore Minthe claimed that her bastard brat son is the son of Hades. And you know what, my dear…son? This stupid cuckold Hades believed his mistress Minthe.

"Jaz, have you heard of a man way up in the Northern Frontier, far from our country? There's someone called Hades?" Jasmine's cheeks flushed with excitement as she nodded eagerly. "Yeah, I've heard whispers about him when I was in Centropolis. “Hades emerged as a powerful figure a few years ago. They say he's vanquished countless foes and commands respect far and wide." Jennifer continued with vivid descriptions. "I learned about him at a business gathering a year ago. A prominent figure described him as a young man with the face of an angel but the physique of a formidable demon. They say he's like a god sent to protect our nation by divine beings!

"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.

It is evil as well as sexy. “I’m all ears.” He tells me once he notices my silence just after his name. It is attractive and sounds good. Hades… means God of the dead and underworld. A giver of wealth. “I have submitted the agreement, according to which you can walk out with me but only for an hour. I hope you will not have any problem with this.” I say, gathering some courage. For fuck’s sake, I am a psychiatrist and I have met such patients many times. Then why should react this stupidly around this man? He is a mere patient who cannot control me.

With that, Storm and I turn to each other, "I Imperial Crown Prince Storm Olympus a descendant of Zues take you Lady Atia Sarai daughter of Hades and granddaughter of Hera as my wife and Empress when we take the throne I promise I will be faithful to you I will respect, trust, help and care for you and this empire this I promise in the presence of the gods and goddesses of Mount Olympus" say Wateus

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.