Hades Title Novels & Stories

“Cheh! Only now do you want to know about me?” Hades’s glare deepened with a trembled fist. I ought to kill you if not because of the restraints put on me. “My name is Sir Bennett Lionel Illumi, the leader of the great soldier. Nice to meet you.” A uselessly long name. “Likewise. My name is Hades; The Lord of the Underworld, The Father of the Night, and The Father of Darkness.” “Oh Father of the Night, I beseech you to have a duel with me, the lowly great soldier.”

I try to break free from him, but his grip is strong and he pulls me into his chest. "Come on now, puppy. I was just fucking with you. No need to get feisty," he breathes into my ear. But I still try to push off him. "Esteban, let. Me. Go." "Or what?" He dares. "What will you do about it, Lilith Hayes?" My heart stops in an instant. What did he just call me?

It is evil as well as sexy. “I’m all ears.” He tells me once he notices my silence just after his name. It is attractive and sounds good. Hades… means God of the dead and underworld. A giver of wealth. “I have submitted the agreement, according to which you can walk out with me but only for an hour. I hope you will not have any problem with this.” I say, gathering some courage. For fuck’s sake, I am a psychiatrist and I have met such patients many times. Then why should react this stupidly around this man? He is a mere patient who cannot control me.

“I merely borrowed this vessel.” Gavriel stepped forward, his presence commanding and lethal. “Release him. Now.” The thing laughed again. “You may call me Hades.” The name alone carried weight and it was familiar. Althea gasped as she weakly muttered, “That was the name they mentioned… The Abyssal Order.” “A demon,” Zander muttered. “Ah, very good,” Hades replied, tilting Midas’s head toward Zander. “Still sharp. Still burning.” Without warning, dark tendrils of mist poured from Hades’s body, spreading across the corridor like spilled ink. The shadows on the walls peeled away, forming shapes that writhed and twisted.

They were accompanied by six light frigates, dozens of fighters, a wing of support mecha, and a swarm of assault drones. It was quite the welcome wagon. The lead cruiser immediately scanned the incoming fleet, even before their communications officer had a chance to open comms. Despite their aggressive scanning, it was all rather routine. The Hades system was, after all, an entire solar system designed to be a prison. Every planet, every beacon, every orbital station were heavily guarded by robust fleets, and locked down tight. Access into the system, and even within the system, was restricted and heavily monitored. Hundreds of trillions of credits went into the maintenance and administratio

*Hadley* The parking lot is a cold, unforgiving space where my impatience battles with the freezing night air. I'm pacing, my footsteps echoing off the concrete, each step a sharp jab of frustration aimed at the sluggish passage of time. LZ's voice, steady and understanding, breaks through my internal storm. "I get it, Hadley. I do. But diving headfirst into danger without a plan is not going to help Logan. We need to be smart about this."

There was silence in our living room as we sat thinking of what the morrow would bring. The time for the annual tribute had come. Every year, fifteen halfbreeds from the South, East and West were sent to the capital in the North. This was done to show loyalty to the King of the Alphas. Alpha King Alcius Thane. Unbeatable in strength and Wisdom, he was basically a god. A direct descendant of the moon goddess. A Lycan.

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

" 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.

The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather. The underground brought forth money from the production of a white powder. The underground? It was a crack house. X-habit's main aim was to keep the money rolling in, Kaching! Kaching! In hard, hard currency. But somehow other benefits accompanied the money. Fame was one, Power was another. Chase Motors, a car manufacturing and selling company which was owned by Steven was one of the entities the money brewed. Sage Hotels and Suites was another. Baron Sage owned this one. It was one of the famous hotels in the state and was still rising to greater