Hades/persephone Comics Novels & Stories

He is the third prince of GADH, Rajasthan, India. ~ADRIJA Singh , who is full of herself. An arrogant, domineering and aggressive but also has a Persephone's heart with springful life. A kick-ass heroine who loves to poke, mock, and taunt the hero. ~Different from the original mythological story of HADES and PERSEPHONE. This story is poles apart. Here, PERSEPHONE is three years older than HADES. ~This PERSEPHONE has a sassy personality who loves to suck the blood of Hades and irritate him to the death.

Thea searched the riverbank for hours, searching for the body of her only remaining child, but soon she became devoid of all strength as she fainted by the water… …And a vision came to her. In the vision her son, Helios, spoke to her and told her not to mourn their passing. That they were to become immortalised in death as living worldly natures, new Gods beyond what she could possibly imagine, becoming known as the ‘Sun’ and the ‘Moon’. Helios and Selene would dance forever in the sky, chasing after one another, but never to be reunited. Thea was both enraged and devastated upon waking from the vision. Devastated at having lost so much so quickly… and angry at, not only her husband, but her

Hades said, "But she- She already has her life in line for them, and I just hate it. I detest it." Leonidas understood that, he hated them all the while he was there whenever they blamed her for anything too. "And yet," His voice became soft. "I am glad." Leonidas looked up at him. "Persephone struggled with herself. She always hated her existence, hated living," Hades replied "Her being able to do this for them, makes her happy. Makes her feel better, and no matter how many times I hurt, the fact that she is happy means more to me."

I bowed my head as I stood, helping Ismene-Eirene up. “You are welcome. And don’t fret. I am Hades, so I rarely leave the Underworld for anything but business. So, unless there will be souls to collect, we’ll be here ruling our domain and doting on our daughter.” Anicetus nodded. Persephone called for a servant to lead us to our rooms. “Have a good night,” Persephone said, gently lifting Chara from her bassinet. “Good night Lord Hades, Lady Persephone, and Lady Chara. Thank you for your hospitality.” Ismene-Eirene bowed her head.

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.