Hephaestus Vices Novels & Stories

They'd survived thirteen years of neglect, waiting underground for someone to give them a chance to bloom again. She carefully cleared around them, gave them space to breathe, and felt something uncomfortably like hope stir in her chest. She crushed it immediately. Hope was dangerous. Hope made you soft, made you hesitate. She was here for revenge, not redemption. It was a Tuesday morning, barely past dawn, when Celeste found her. Sera was on her knees by the fountain, scrubbing years of grime from the stone basin, when she heard the sharp click of expensive heels on the pathway.

Gradually, it began to grow as well, and within ten years, it entered the top fifty companies in the country. Then our relatives began contacting us again. My grandparents were devastated by the loss of their only son, so they couldn’t hold any grudges against those relatives and took them back in. They moved into our mansion, joined the business, and gradually took control of everything. Before my grandfather realized it, Uncle Matthew had gained so much power that he began to rebel against him. And after his death, Uncle Matthew took over the company. It started with the company, and now they took complete control of our home as well. They had never cared about me because I was a bastard c

Horror creeps into my mind, my heart, and my face. My smudged lipstick, completely gone. My lips red and almost swollen. His teeth marks on my lower lip. He almost drew blood. Fuck. What have I done? DANTE If someone told me I'd be in heaven today, I would have said it was a lie. Her lips are like honey and milk. She's everything I've ever wanted but never knew I needed. And fuck, her body, her skin, is fire and water and everything in between. Burning me, yet keeping me cool at the same time.

"Yes, he did." "The thing is Dimitri had a rocky reputation in the first place. He was the one always ruining it. Rumors went around that he was a cheater so he formed a rumor that Delilah cheated since no one cared about him for so long Delilah's rumor spread because that's how relevant Delilah is." Arielle recites like she was memorizing a poem. "When his wife had a miscarriage and Dimitri was dealing with health problems. Delilah was more relevant. When Delilah was in a coma and he was partying all over Detroit, Delilah was in a hospital bed but still relevant. Even though Delilah looked like she didn't stand a chance she could have still won the case but Dimitri made a big mistake. He pl

At first, he never understand why Victor was treated badly by their own family until one day he had known the truth and that's the day he also changed Changed himself and changed his view on his father that he looked up to when growing up, everything that he grew up on was all a lie and that lie was never known until now. He was living in a façade that he was righteous but not at all because that righteousness of him left his entire being when he had known what he didn't know that young 'What can I say, old habits never die and it's part of my blood. The blood of a thief'

’ Katastrofi thought, flabbergasted. “You ruined us!” Zadicus yelled, hitting him again. Zadicus had gained intense strength at this point. The relics were his counters. They held the power to counter Katastrofi and only the worthy one could do this. “Silver Heathen.” By the second last, Katastrofi used all his powers and threw Zadicus away, releasing all his powers, growling. “It’s all your fault!” Zadicus yelled. His eyes were shining crimson followed by tears of blood and black patterned spreaded over his body.

“As long as we are inside, no one can see or even hear us, which also means that you can shoot the hellhounds to your heart’s content.” I have to admit, Verphegor’s abilities are extraordinary, but there’s something about this knowledge that is starting to worry me. “Is this ability just yours, or do the other hell princes have it too?” His smiling mask seems to smile a bit wider, making it eerily creepy. “I don’t know. You’re the one who beat up most of them. What do you think?”

Reinlief kept looking at the door to Hephaestus's inner room with a furrowed brow. "What is it old friend?" Atlas asked upon noticing his friend's silence. "I don't know. Something just feels off." ******** Hephaestus rushed into his bathroom once his door was locked. Black blood gushed out of his mouth and into his sink. His face was pale and his forehead filled with sweat. He vomited blood for a while, until there was nothing more to bring out. "I don't have much time left; but I should be able to easily create a Stimulant for Zeus," Hephaestus mumbled and pulled up his sleeve to reveal his previously concealed arm and shoulder.

He’s a damn god, he’s got whatever he wants at his fingertips. “Because Hephaestus is truly the uhm… least attractive out of all the gods. He… doesn’t have charm or charisma, and it’s been said that you’re quite the catch. So he’s probably trying to figure out why Hephaestus got the bond to begin with, and why he got the bond with a beautiful girl to boot.”

I stared at him without a hint of emotion and went back to reading. “Come on we are on the same field how long are you going to ignore me? Sometimes I wonder if I looked like Hephaestus to you huh.” Flashing his white teeth makes girls swoon, except for me. “You are not even at par compared to Hephaestus Adam”. I said flatly looking away. “Because obviously, I’m hot and appealing,” he answered out loud, so full I hope he’ll not float. "No. Hephaestus was a kind and peace-loving god, and these days people don't give a shit about those because all they care about is that freaking face and skin that soon will crack and turn to leathers.” Mimicking the last part as a lyric song by Melanie Martin