Hades Rise Of Red Novels & Stories

At first, nothing happened. Just darkness behind my eyelids and the steady warmth of moonlight on my face. Then images began to flicker—quick, senseless flashes. A man with blood-red eyes. Thaltos. The name came to me out of nowhere. He was the threat Kade had been preparing for. Elena, screaming. She was bound to something that looked like an altar. Silver light was being ripped out of her against her will. Kade and Damien fighting side by side, both covered in blood. They were fighting something I couldn’t see.

“Good luck with that. Maddox may be gone, but there’s a new villain in town.” I didn’t follow his logic. “Who?” He sighed into the phone. “Hades…god of the underworld.” 21 Hades I produced the highest yield of crystal of my career. I handed it off to our distributors then told my cooks to get back to work. With Maddox out of the picture and my power unrivaled, I intended to eliminate all other competition and kill anyone that got in my way. Life was good.

"Oh my... Lysandra!!!" "Hahaha, you’re thinking it too." "No, I’m not, stop being lude, I’m trying to focus." ** I stand to my full height and offer a sly smirk before I answer him. “I am The Red Rose, and it is a pleasure to meet you, Alpha Hades. I’ve heard many things about you, and I look forward to learning, which tales are true.” “What are you talking about? Why would you be here on my lands?” “Just passing through mostly, but I did plan to stay a few days to observe.”

Hades said to his son as the flames on his head turned blue. “What are you going to do about it dad?” Zagreus asked, stomping on a red frog. “Leave that to me.” Hades said, climbing up on a giant stone. “Whatever you say.” Zagreus said gobbling up the frog. Hades stretches out both of his arms mid-way in the air, with his eyes turned deep red, and the flame on his head turned from blue to red. A great noise of thunderstorm and lightning Hits the dead beings and flowers.

It was just a little bit of it, just an inch of submission from the powerful King but I felt it, my wolf felt it. "You have probably been feeling the pull for the past few months, the need and the urgency, the rise in your strengths. That is because the day that King Hades will rise again is coming near, where he would appear in his full image and take you back with him to hell. When you will finally mate with him and become his Queen. We just hope he doesn't kill us all in the process" he finished "So that is why you have protected me all my life? Because you don't want Hades to put the world through hell like he did the first time? What is in it for you? Truly?" I asked after he had finish

Hades raised a glass of dark liquor, his eyes fixed on Claudine, who stood a little apart, still in her formal clothes, looking tired and distant. "To justice," Hades said, his voice flat, but his eyes held a sharp intensity for her. "And to effective counsel." He lifted his glass slightly, recognizing her without loud praise, but his stare showed his deep satisfaction and possessive pride in her victory. He then raised his glass higher, silently commanding the room's attention. "To those who underestimated us. Their pain has only just begun." A subtle, chilling promise was in his voice. This was a moment of victory, but also a dark hint of bigger fights to come.

Persephone cried. She could hear another heavy breathing and the thumping of heart as quickly as her own. In the deep silence, right in front of her eyes, a radiant face revealed itself, first the elegant narrow jaw then the proud cheekbones and the pair of shimmering eyes as black as the river Styx. Silken strands of raven hair unraveled and flowed heavily over a set of slender shoulders. Hades finally appeared from the dark as she removed the Helm of Invisibility from her head. Persephone gasped at the sight of the goddess and she quickly backed herself away in fright.

But before I could fully process my thoughts, a deep, familiar voice shattered the air. "I’m not interested in marking a tiny, sturdy thing like you." The glass door slid open, and Hades stepped inside, his towering figure casting a long shadow across the floor. His crimson eyes flickered toward the bodies outside before settling on me, his gaze unreadable. "The view is nice, isn’t it?" His lips curved into a smirk, one laced with something dark, something wicked. "I was just wondering where I should hang your Alpha’s corpse when I get my hands on him. Maybe right beside them, so you have a perfect view. And I will have a good evening moment watching him rotting with disgrace."

I watched the ruby red liquid, drip on his overly large gut. I wonder how he would look, gutted like a fish? I tilted my head menacingly. “If that will help sate you.” We both looked at each other, laughing evilly as we dove in to our favorite job. **to read Hades and Parisa story you can check out my face.book group Author Veronica Fox

Poseidon murmured, his ocean-blue eyes dark with fury. Ares let out a low, amused chuckle, standing up from his seat. His crimson armor shimmered in the dim light, and the flames of war flickered in his irises. “Finally,” he said, rolling his shoulders, his bloodthirsty smirk sending chills down the spines of the lesser gods in the room. “It’s been too long since I’ve crushed something beneath my feet.” Hades was the last to move. He did so slowly, his dark robes barely making a sound. The room dimmed as his presence expanded, and shadows curled around him like sentient entities. His cold, eerie eyes flickered toward Zeus.