Lore Olympus Hades Novels & Stories

So yeah, it made sense to travel together. But what we walked into? Eleven major gods of Olympus, chained to their thrones by... things. Creatures I didn’t recognize. We ducked behind a massive pillar backed up to a wall. Imps. Demons. Succubi. Demi-gods. They were restraining the Olympians. The only ones missing? Hades, Persephone... and Hermes. Hades, I get. He’s only allowed on Olympus one day a year—the winter solstice. Zeus made him that deal when Hades became Lord of the Underworld. Physically, he can’t step foot on Olympus unless it’s that day.

“The meeting with the board of directors in Olympus is coming soon. Here are the data you asked for as well as the reports you would like to present to the board.” “Olympus?” Angelique struggled with the thought. . Of course, if the underworld is real, it just makes perfect sense that Olympus is real. If Hades and Persephone is real, then Zeus, Poseidon and all the other gods and goddesses are real. She wondered what they would look like.

Bob’s tone was sarcastic. Lex looked up, “I have – what have you got on Hades’ sons?” Bob produced a folded piece of printed A4 paper and handed it to Lex who snatched it hungrily. He folded it impatiently. “According to G****e, Hades, who is also known as the god of the underworld had three children, Zagerus, Macaria, and Melinoe. The first is a boy while Macaria and Melinoe are girls. Now if you’d ask me, I think this information is irrelevant. Nothing concerns Greek mythology with Nigerian homicidal maniacs.”

A lot of other people who already had mates were going to be there as well, to celebrate the Moon goddess and to watch and see who would be paired with whom tonight. Alpha Alex was getting ready in the bedroom. He was wearing a business suit, fixing his cuff as he stood in front of a full-length mirror. Then he heard the door open, and he stopped and glanced to see that it was the luna walking in. She was wearing a blue sparkly dress. It was stunning, but it was not the one that they had agreed for her to wear. Traditionally, they were supposed to wear black to every Oracle Ceremony. That was how it had been done for generations. So Alex seeing Cassandra in a different color was kind of weir

"Do not touch me." The hall quieted. He laughed. "Still pretending? Who else would you choose? Cassian Hadeion? The last scrap of Hades, hidden in the shadow wing because even Olympus cannot decide whether to pity him or fear him?" Several guests laughed with him. "He cannot stand in the sun without looking half-dead," Apollo went on. "His underworld wings were shattered in the chariot fall that killed his parents. Some say he will never fly again. Some say the darkness broke more than that. Is that the husband you want, Persephone?"

“Let’s kick some Olympus ass!” All the imps, witches, goblins, gnomes, along with every other type of mythical creature that existed ran towards the Olympus soldiers. They came together with a clash. Magic dust, fire, and water was all around me. Boulders were being lifted by nothing but magic and were sent flying as far as the eye could see. Waves of water rose up from the dry earth and washed away a large group of olympus soldiers. Then the fire imps were set lose to play. I found myself having the time of my life. “How does it feel to finally be a god, Ryder?” Hades asked me.

Clurife turned to give respect to his father, Hades, as the god floated into the center of the chamber. The Lord of the Underworld had long, shockingly white hair with black eyes possessing of the pain of innumerable souls condemned to the fiery pits of hell. His pale, alabaster skin contrasted greatly with his black on black suit. “That is good. Yes, pain and death are a good reminder of where loyalties should lie. Once you ascertain whether or not this new . . . student is the child of the so-called prophecy, then you must make haste to dispose of him from this earth and then I will have a little fun with him. Ah! Damn my young brother,” Hades growled menacingly. “Always in the way, but, n

Beneath each light was a huge statue that resembled the original shape of those lights. "Are you sure you're going to do this, God of Space & Time?" Said one light to the old man who had previously come to the leader of this small world. "I am so sure! What else can we do, anyway? We're just a trail of souls that can't get into the circle of reincarnation, so we can only do this. Although it will work thousands of years after that, it's our only hope that anyone can go against the demon race and destroy the universe" Seriously acknowledge The God of Space & Time.

The Athenian-Roman alliance, born from the crucible of conflict, now stood as a testament to the resilience of civilizations willing to embrace change and transcend the echoes of their turbulent past. As Maximus stood triumphantly in the heart of Rome, having quelled the rebellion and secured the peace between Athens and Rome, a surprising twist unfolded. The Oracle, the same mysterious seer who had revealed the existence of Maximus' son, approached him with a solemn expression. "Maximus," the Oracle spoke, "there is another prophecy that awaits your consideration." Intrigued, Maximus listened intently as the Oracle revealed a vision of an ancient artifact hidden in the depths of Mount Olymp

“I know that Venus, Jupiter, Mercury and Jove aren’t regular wolves. Athena, Hera, Zeus, Oden. Do you think we didn’t pay attention in school?“ I ask. The goddess playfully narrows her eyes. “Athena and Zeus were chosen by their parents.” “Hades and Persephone?” We both raise our eyebrows. “You think we are that stupid?” “Venus can’t raise you alone,” she tells me. “Yeah maybe not, but Jupiter, Mercury, Venus, Hera, and Oden can,” I tell her. “None have a say in my realm,” she tells me. “I find that hard to believe,” I tell her.