Hades Title Novels & Stories

Those whose crimes warrant a sentence to eternal punishment were sent to the darkest regions of Erebus or down the pit of Tartarus. There stood a great palace made of black rock and crystal, the abode of a tall slender goddess Hades. Her majestic black robe and puissant look made those around her cower in fear. Mortals were afraid to even mention her name. Very few knew her as Áïda. Perhaps for fear of pronouncing it, they started calling her Hades.

My voice failed me completely. Before I could even try to explain, Hades stood up. “Mom,” he said softly, his tone serious. “It’s not what you think… or maybe it is. But please, let me explain.” She looked at him, her brows raised slightly. “Go on.” Hades took a deep breath. His voice was steady but emotional. “I love Aisla.” The room went dead silent again. Cayden glanced at him but didn’t stop him. Hughes leaned back, closing his eyes like he already knew this moment was coming.

“A doorway. Nothing more.” My breath catches. Because for the first time, I see it. This isn’t Brad. Not anymore. This is something else. Something wearing him. Something using him. Something that tricked me. My voice comes out small. “What… what are you?” He steps close enough that the shadows brush my skin like cold fingers. “I am the Hallow,” he whispers. “And you, Jason, are a pawn who mistook himself for a king.” My blood runs cold. He knows. He knows I thought killing Brad would make me powerful. He knows I believed the lies. He knows I was used. And he enjoys it.

Winters answered, at last, inwardly surprised that her voice managed to came out firm despite the tremors wracking her broken body, “I will p-pay any price.” She almost sobbed in blessed relief when a flare of interest suddenly gleamed within the god’s cold eyes. “If I did choose to save you then... I would like to impart my essence to you. As my child, you should bear my mark of favor and be tied to the world of the dead forever…” Hades told her almost wistfully, a hand stroking his chin in thought as he paced in front of her, his dark eyes staring unseeingly at the caverns around them.

” She continued blabbering. “But you know what? Hades never loved nor had any feelings for his mistress Minthe, nor did he care for his so-called son Marcellus. These two were just political pawns and a move to ensure Hades secured the heir for the throne. Regardless, Hades, the loathsome ruler of Wengarthria, rewarded Minthe and Marcellus. But, he still wanted to find a more suitable wife than a half-blooded Oribian slut to rule Wengarthria with him.” bitch continued.

Seris wandered through the chambers, each one a testament to the power and majesty of its respective deity. In the Chamber of Hades, Seris felt the weight of the underworld bearing down upon her. Hades, resplendent in his black and silver armor, stood before his throne, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly energy. His dark hair fell to his shoulders, and his presence seemed to draw the very light out of the air. Unlike the Hades she met previously, he looks more serious, his final form is remarkable.

They need to believe we had sex. I hear water stop running behind the adjoining bathroom door. Moving quickly, I grab pillows and blankets from the bed and throw them onto the floor. The bathroom door opens. I look up—and immediately regret having eyes. Hades walks out wearing only a black towel low on his hips, water still dripping down his chest. Broad shoulders, defined stomach, veins along his forearms, wet dark hair pushed back from his forehead. This should genuinely be considered psychological warfare. His silver eyes land on the pile of bedding on the floor. Then on me. “What are you doing?”

18+ content] •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Fifth and last Story of the Series :- Hades LOST Persephone {Rudra-Shakti} [Book has 18+ content] • Officer RUDRA SINGH RATHORE An angry young Police Officer of Delhi. A Heartbroken gentleman. A heartless HADES. A fearless Man. A ruthless police and Every criminal did shit in his pants even mere hear of his name. But he has another identity too. Rudra is the Second Prince of GADH and A billionaire who loves to live in simplicity.

There was an Audi A4 in the center of the casino and it was smashed beyond recognition. A while ago, Hades told his men to drive the car inside and thrash it in front of all the gamblers. Hades was a bald man in his thirties. He wore a handsome suit that complemented his gangster looks and a cigar hanging in his mouth as he looked at the masterpiece created with his bat. He clapped his hands and said, “Everyone, the game continues! Those fools who wanted to take back the car are gone!” “It’s just a damn Audi A4! It’s nothing but child’s play! I thrashed it as entertainment for all of you!”

Jase says menacingly. Storm’s eyes narrow and he crosses his arms over his chest. “Don’t think I don’t know you work for the Death Kings. I am the leader of C.H.A.O.S. and you’re on my turf where I hold seniority. You and your team are here to train under us for now, Storm Diesel Benson aka Clyde, leader of Tempest.” Jase has a smile of superiority playing across his lips.