Hades Skulls Novels & Stories

"He dismembered them, Nilela destroyed all of them." Underworld: The void opened neared a throne made of skeleton and Ruthless stepped out of it. Seated on the throne of bones was Hades, the King of the underworld. "Your gift Hades," Ruthless said, pushing Flower forward. Hades stood up from his throne and sniffed the skeleton in Ruthless hand and smiled. Hades hardly interact with the rest of the gods and was always in his abode punishing souls who are filled with sins. "I brought you a sinful soul Hades."

The god laugh, "you have no idea. None the less, all those souls belong to me. When they die, they come right to me to be tortured." That was when realisation hit Dracula. He leant forward to see under the hood, only to jump back in fright and stumbled over. All he saw was a skull with a red glow around it. There were no eyes, nose, or mouth. "You are Hades, maybe you can help me." Dracula grabbed a hold of Hades' cloak, instantly feeling his life force draining away. Hades looked at him and smiled, "I don't do favours." "Please, I beg of you? I don't want to die from this plague." Dracula plead.

Above them, the ceiling cracked open, revealing a starless sky that pulsed like a beating heart. Nihareth lifted both arms. "Bring me the final relic." A female follower approached, cradling an ornate golden skull wreathed in thorns. She knelt and offered it forward, her hands trembling. "The Skull of Orun, taken from the old vault in the east." Nihareth took it with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He turned to the altar and placed the skull into the hollow at its center. The air turned colder instantly. The ground beneath them shook.

"We have the Vietnamese cartel on our tail. I want you to find their base here in Mexico and remind them why other houses don't fuck with Los Muertos." He clicks his tongue, a sinister smile stretching on his lips. "Way ahead of you, Jefe. I've already sent scouts to tail their next cargo arrival. We're going to burn it and their Cartel down." The only competent head in this fucking cartel. I nod, pouring myself a shot of whiskey and gulping it down in one swing. "Also, the new staff that was employed today?" "The financial manager? Dakota?" "Yes." He scoffs. "She sounds interesting. Isabela was ranting all about her even when she was getting me off. So imagine, I came to the visual image of

ALESSANDRA As my hours were done, I walked ahead towards my car. Today was very different from other days. Till today I had not seen such a form of Hades. Hades is a terrible kind of person who just wants to kill people. He did not think before killing anyone, nor did he think of saving anyone. In front of him two men were fighting fearlessly like wild animals. He broke the head of a human in front of him, but Hades still did not have mercy in his heart. He did not think of saving him, but seeing him dying, Hades was getting peace.

But this farce will end, and hopefully soon. He stood up and tucked my hair gently behind my ear. As he touched me, chunder flared up my guts. I know that many women find him attractive, but to me, he is just utterly disgusting and repulsive. He and Marcellus looked more like brothers and not like father and son. The only difference is the pile of grey hairs, which peppered Hades’ long auburn hair and long, well-styled white beard, while Marcellus would usually style his auburn beard in a stubble manner with five o’clock shades. Also, Hades had cobalt blue eyes, while Marcellus had steel grey eyes like his floozy mother.

Hades prioritized his efforts on Poseidon for the time being because that was the reason he had traveled all the way here in the first place. “What brought you here, Hades?” Poseidon greeted Hades, who had just entered the penthouse, in his customary stern manner. Poseidon had never before shown anyone, not even his brother Hades, the staggeringly beautiful penthouse that he had built for himself. The upper penthouse of Poseidon features a rooftop pool and summer kitchen that is outfitted with integrated appliances, motorized cabinetry with customizable cabinet colors, and under-counter wine coolers from Miele. Hades put on a phony smile as he greeted Poseidon. “I've come to this place to ha

Thunder struck with such force that it almost burst her eardrums, and lightning—a strange, ethereal blue color—illuminated everything around her for a brief, terrible moment. She realized with mounting horror that what she had taken for mountains on the horizons were actually thousands upon thousands of skulls piled up high. Not just any skulls—werewolf skulls, their elongated canines gleaming in the blue light, empty eye sockets seeming to follow her movements with accusatory stares.

He went through his phone to see a message waiting to be opened. "Of course." Theodore dryly muttered, she was going to contact him after all. He clicks on the inbox to read the text. "I'm disguised. You will spot me wearing dark shades and a scarf. I'm basically holding a bag of seeds feeding the birds like a deranged lunatic who's got nothing better to do. It's not hard to spot me." Theodore was amused by the description, he was amazed by the details she provided and definitely she wouldn't be hard to find.

“No. If they wish to return to you, then I will not stop them, however, I will not tell them to go with you either. Now, leave my land.” Hades turns to head back to his pack and leaves the other wolves behind. I watch them and I can tell this will not be good, as I’ve seen it before. I am proved right, when the male at the head of the group, lunges forward and shifts mid stride, to attack Hades from behind. His buddies follow him a few seconds later, and as the first reaches Hades, I see him turn and grab the first wolf by the throat, stopping him in his tracks and lifting him off the ground. **