Hades Sketch Novels & Stories

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.

Yellow lights were on and they cast a dim yet serene shadow in the room. The night has fallen yet something about the creature of this room is awake. The door to the bathroom opened and Hades came with just a towel around him. He had another towel that he was using to dry his hair. He looked just as he had on the sea. Water had a strange effect on him. his usually styled hair loses its rigidity and his bluish eyes sparkled more. He stopped when he saw me and I was already in a trance. his eyes have started to lure me in. When did I fall in love with the?

He was The HADES. He was the SHIV : The destroyer, who could destroy the world only for his other half who gave strength to him. His ADRIJA. . Adrija was as beautiful as a blooming rose. She was Bright like Sun, beautiful like moon and charming like Spring He was unconsciously fascinated to her. Even if there was a garden full of flowers, she would definitely be the most beautiful one among them. His WIFE. His PRINCESS He would never show the real side of his to his wife. To her, He was calm, mature and little bit cold but in reality, He was over obsessive, cruel and darker than the HADES.

-You look like shit,- Hades sketched. The wolf's long red hair was discolored and lacking its natural shine. Like his counterpart, he had dark circles and he looked tired, yet he still did not lose a hint of magnificence and his humor did not disappear. -You're not left behind either,- Layan replied, shaking her head up and down. Nebraska snorted, there they started again. -Well, I'm curious why my name came up between you when you were so disgustingly romantic- -You're dying of jealousy,- Hades challenged him, his mood was now also in good shape.

Lush with refreshing greenery with the air enchanted by the fragrance of millions of flowers and a sky so blue without the covers of clouds, every part was in vibrant details, in this kingdom from fairy tales. The spell the beauty of the land cast was suddenly broken when I realise how Hades wasn't wearing a hood leaving him exposed to the glaring sun. My heart race in panic as I shoot up loosening the sleeves of my sweatshirt over my fingers. Hades turns away from the reins searching for the reason for worry of the one stumbling over to him. Without a word of warning I grab a handful of the sikly cloak to pull down the startled god and as he attempts to pull back in reflex I tug harder orde

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.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

Wearing a grim expression, Hades said coldly, “To think that you’ve reached the Second Sword Realm of the Thirteen Heavenly Swords and are now able to perform Sword Energy. You would be invincible if I allowed you to cultivate any further. What a shame that you will perish here.” Hades wanted James dead. Initially, he wanted to capture James and interrogate him on the whereabouts of the paintings. However, now that James had demonstrated unbelievable strength, he had to finish him off right here right now to eliminate any future threats. “But, can you?” James was undaunted. “How impudent!” Hades roared. Then, he soared to the sky and extended his shriveled arm. Waving his hand slightly, he c

But compared to a life entangled with Hades, my old life was a hundred times less stressful. I gripped the knob tighter, twisting it. Freedom. The door cracked open, but I froze. My eyes widened. Hades leaned against the doorway like he had been waiting all along, blocking the exit with ease. His hair was messy, tumbling carelessly across his forehead, yet somehow it made him look even more devastating. He wore a black hoodie and sweatpants, and perched on his nose were a pair of reading glasses. Hot. God help me, that was the only word my stupid brain could come up with.

Thanatos had just returned from talking to one of the men that he had called on to search throughout Miami for Rebecca when Hades asked him abruptly who had just returned. “Unfortunately, they were unable to find anyone who came close enough to resembling the sketch that they had,” Thanatos quickly responded to the question. “There's no way I could be wrong, Thanatos. It was Rebecca who I saw back there.” Hades responded. Both his anxiety and his frustration have been creeping back up on him in recent days. He appears to be losing control once more. “Calm yourself, Hades. I have directed the men to continue their search.” “If they have to flip the entire city of Miami, so be it. Damn it!” Th