Hades Place Novels & Stories

" Martha clears her throat as she enters my office, stirring me from my thoughts. "Please, sit down." I smile down at Martha, laying on my best playboy charm. "Thank you, Mr. Velimir." "Please call me Hades; Mr. Velimir sounds so formal." Martha's cheeks blush red as she fans herself with the manila folder she's brought in. "May I?" I ask as I leave my drink on the windowsill and walk toward my desk, standing directly behind Martha, my hand just barely grazing hers as I reach for the folder.

He grated, his annoyance blossoming. “But you do.” another god countered. “you're Zeus after all.” Dionysus cleared his throat, “It's about Hades.” Everyone present in the room let out a terrified gasp. Father hated that name and even on mount Olympus they knew of his profound hatred for his brother. I wondered who was going to stop him if he suddenly flew off the handle in anger now that Poseidon had his hands full and wasn't present. I studied Zeus, watch him struggle to hone some ounce of control. Gritting his teeth he spoke, avoiding Hade's name like mentioning it stung.

Jaiden said with no worry or fear in his voice. "Okay but what is this place you keep speaking of?" Leona asked. "You'll see." After another few minutes of them walking, Jaiden suddenly covered her eyes. "Wait, what's happening?" "Ready?" Jaiden slowly lifted his hands away from her face and the view instantly made her speechless. They were at the edge of a waterfall which was guarded by a gate so that they wouldn't fall. The sun was beginning to set in the horizon and she could see the water flowing down towards the rivers and out towards the painted abyss of oranges, purples, and blues.

"It's not all bad, Hades tends to take it easy on those he considers as worthy. The two times I have been here, I keep seeing a paradise for me, or the chance to be reborn. And if I should stay, it would be like paradise where I am fed grapes, laughing and enjoying my time.'' ''Wonder what I would see?'' After stepping off the last step, that is when the place got warm and stuffy. The smell got worse, and there were crying. "You're hearing screaming as well, right?" "Yes, don't worry. It's screams of the damn." "Well, when you put it like that." As they walked on, Jessie looked all over. Not really seeing much, just the river Lethe that carried away the memories of the dead. Then they came t

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.

He shrugs like it's nothing, but I can tell that that's a front. Somehow, I feel connected to Nothing. I feel like I can trust him. He is my first friend here. Only, maybe. "What's this place called?" I ask, looking up at him. "Here? It's called Passage Of Decision. But as a whole, this place is called Hades." I nod in understanding. "What happens at the Confirmation Gate?" "You'll see," is his response. "I told you there's no need for questions. My answers would only confuse you further."

Everything changes. A cold spike hits my chest. Sharp. Sudden. Wrong. The cabin fades. The warmth disappears. The smell of cedar and dinner and Noah’s humming vanishes. I’m standing in the Nothing. The empty. The dark. The place between worlds. And he’s there. Not my father. Not the man who held me in the dark and told me he loved us. This is the other one. The Hallow wearing Brad’s face. His eyes blaze with shadow and flame, furious and wild. “You let him mark you.” His voice cracks through the Nothing like thunder.

Hades stood, gritting his teeth as he stomped his foot, marching towards me with the obsidian rock tightly clutched in his hands. “Alright. Close your eyes, Eros, and within minutes you shall join me.” I felt Hades’ hands descending down on my forehead and the weight of a millennia being lifted out of my brain. I squeezed my eyes shut, refusing the urge to cry as I struggled against myself, trying not to stop Hades from doing what he is doing for it hurts.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

As Azazel spoke, the scene took place vividly. As there is Ceberus and Underworld, so will there be Hades. Hades (translating to /ˈheɪdiːz/; Greek: ᾍδης Hádēs; Ἅιδης Háidēs), in the ancient Greek religion and myth, is the god of the dead and the king of the underworld, with which his name became synonymous. His debut was no further than that of Cerberus but his form was indistinctive. He had a continuous flow of black tar around his unseen body. Hades obviously has caused a lot of damages and loss of either properties and lives in Chaos And Apocalypse. His persona oozes death which even gods do fear. Taking a look back, in no particular order, here are some of the memorable damages and death