Hades Sons Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

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. .

If I didn’t know better, I’d think they were father and son. “So he’s Mordecai's plaything,” I look up at my father. “What does this have to do with anything?” He snatches his phone from me. “It has everything to do with why your brother is still alive. Do I need to spell it out for you?” He doesn’t. It’s clear to me. “My man nearly lost his head getting these pictures,” father says with a heavy sigh. “Mordecai is not a man to be messed with.” Everyone in high society knows that. Mordecai Rhys, famously called Hades. He's the god of the underworld. Elusive, untouchable, and feared. Many influential people seek out his covering and protection, but it’s not something he so easily gives out.

The first one was death and his brother Hades, whose brother was Ariel, whose brother was Baphometh; they were the guardians of the portal. "How dare you enter the realms of the gods! You are just a pathetic werewolf !" Hades was the first to speak and he was clearly annoyed. "This pathetic Werewolf wants to be a god!" Sonia stated and they all laughed mockingly at Sonia. "Death, why don't you get the moon goddess to come and get her pathetic child out of this realm before we inflict pain on her" Hades said to death, who simply vanished, leaving Sonia with the remaining three horsemen.

Hades' gaze lingers on mine, and for a moment, I see a flicker of uncertainty. He's not used to this Jasmine, this woman who stands up for herself, who refuses to be ignored and I love it. "What do you want?" I ask again, my voice steady, my heart pounding in my chest. Hades takes a step closer, his eyes locked on mine. “I want the truth.” “What truth?” I squint. “That boy… he’s my son, isn’t he?” “He is,” I nod. “But that doesn’t change anything. I don’t want you in their lives”

“I… Zeus cursed me to never have a child from my seed. My ex-wife and I had sons but they aren’t from me, Persephone conceived the sons of other male.” To say I was surprised was an understatement. Hades is our neighboring realm and I sure as hell heard about how he is very fond of his sons, no scratch that, he adored them—not even Persephone is that affectionate towards her kids and well that changes everything now. I never thought he had a curse as well. “You… but you are an expert at curses! Why haven’t you undone it?”

he complained. Instead of smiting him right there and then as Winters had feared, the god impatiently gestured for his servants, the undead, who all marched right towards them from the shadows all from different directions; the undead were renowned fallen soldiers of all ages, all who had died in battle and now served directly under Hades, ready to fight and kill any living being on sight should their god wish it. “William, was it? Very well... gentlemen, take this audacious brat out of my sight,” Hades commanded, “Do not harm him. See to it that he returns home.”

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.

So this storm is welcome. Hades, Hermes, Ares, and I are in my office trying to figure out this mystery god and dark fae shit. I think we have figured out the timeline, and we have all come to a conclusion. It is impossible for Baylee’s father to be the son of Hades, Poseidon, Hephaestus, Hera, Hermes, Athena, Persephone, or me. That leaves Ares, Dionysus, Demeter, and Apollo. Aphrodite was not even included in our list since she has been unable to bear children since giving birth to the triplets. I know they still feel bad about that, but it is not their fault.

Hades POV Hades knows what is currently happening, he has demons everywhere to inform him. He wants to see how the war goes and if the opportunity arises, he will take Lennox for himself. He will send one of his warriors to fetch the child, everyone will be to busy to notice him. He will watch the war through his demons and decide if and when he has the chance to take what he desires most. Rogue King POV