Hades Parents Novels & Stories

Hades looked at me and the corner of his lips curved into a naughty smile. "What?"I asked,"Congratulations. It's just that…I never imagined Luciano would be a father ahead of me."He said and I couldn't help but chuckle at his words. "You thought you would be a father before him."He nodded at my words and heaved a deep sigh. "I would have been a father long ago. I decided to hold back as I wait for my destined mate."I felt the sadness in Hade's voice. "I hope that you will find your mate soon, "I encouraged Hades because it seemed like he was giving up on searching for his mate. I felt bad for him because he's the only one who doesn't have a partner.

I manage several small businesses throughout the state and am the founder of several charities, but that man, the one the world is allowed to see, he's just a front. In reality, I am Hades James Velimir, heir to the Velimir Kingdom. I own the town of Genesis and the smaller towns surrounding it. I run the gun and drug trade, and I have my hand in the pornography business. If this deal goes down tonight, I'll have more than a hand in the business; I'll be running that. I didn't stumble into this trade; I was born into it.

It's rare to have the power of 2 gods like Atia, let alone three. I myself am the son of a father who was a descendant of Zeus and a mother who was the descendant of Hera, but I only have the power of Zeus. My sister Giuna has both the power of Zeus and Hera, but my sister Riara only has the power of Zeus as well. Genetics are weird like that. Either way, it is pretty much unheard of to have a child with the power of 3 different gods, yet we are going to have 2. Soon enough, shock gives way to excitement as I think about my future son and two daughters the the children of gods, who give birth much faster than humans, and Atia is the daughter of Hades, so in three months I'm going to be a fat

Jason asks. “Her father is Uncle Hades,” I answer. I watch as his eyes grow wide, and the room goes silent. Yeah, Uncle Hades has that effect. I guess being the god of the underworld is intimidating. Well, unless you’re my sisters. Jason sits there quietly for a few. “Do you think he would really kill me just for being his daughter’s mate?” He asks. “No, I am not going to kill you for being my daughter’s mate. In fact, she is being absolutely crazy acting like this. I blame her mother.” Uncle Hades announces.

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.

His dad, Qusay Wright, is a big shot at a Quintara 500 company and knows all the movers and shakers in Mendorra. Howard and the Talia sisters exchanged a look, finding Noelle boasting a bit much.

They got what they wanted and the grand parents from Olympus gets to visit the kids as often as they want as long as they promise not to spoil the kids. Their children did not know what their parents were and for Zac and Helena, it was better that way. "Hey kids. Do you mind helping mommy out clean this mess?" Hades, the youungest of the three children and who was the cutest and the meanestof them all, as per, Helena's own words--took after the person who he was named after.

I blurted to Calix. He laughed on my words. “Of course, that makes sense, my wife. Hades is here ever since I am a child. He was my father’s butler.” I gasped. My mouth is half-open. “Oh, that was amazing!” I am so amazed with this. “So, it wasn’t a hassle for him to stay in the company for a month,” my husband told me then glance at Hades. “Right, Hades?” he then asked him. Hades just agreed with his boss. I pursed again my lips and cross my arms all over my chest. I didn’t even bother to talk now since Calix arm is on my shoulder as he was gently caressing it. He then moved me closer to him.

Aisla’s POV Hades didn’t stop talking. He looked like someone who had been keeping this inside him for too long. His voice was low and steady, but there was so much pain hiding in it. “Our father married our mother because of politics,” he said quietly. “She was from a powerful family. She was strong. But he never loved her. Not even once.” I stayed silent, listening carefully. My chest felt heavy. “She loved him, though,” Hades continued. “She gave everything to him. But he didn’t care. He only cared about his position, about his pack, about his throne. She… she threatened him once.”

If I didn’t know better, I’d think they were father and son. “So he’s Mordecai's plaything,” I look up at my father. “What does this have to do with anything?” He snatches his phone from me. “It has everything to do with why your brother is still alive. Do I need to spell it out for you?” He doesn’t. It’s clear to me. “My man nearly lost his head getting these pictures,” father says with a heavy sigh. “Mordecai is not a man to be messed with.” Everyone in high society knows that. Mordecai Rhys, famously called Hades. He's the god of the underworld. Elusive, untouchable, and feared. Many influential people seek out his covering and protection, but it’s not something he so easily gives out.