Minthe Hades Novels & Stories

It probably wasn't wise but Hades had spent the last few weeks being extraordinarily unwise. Which led him to the final member of their party. Spitfire. His feisty little no-fur. Only Hades wasn't sure why he kept thinking of Spitfire as little. Maybe it was because he was usually next to Guru, who was huge. Spitfire stood head and shoulders taller than Doll and a head taller than most other no-furs. He was leanly muscled, not smooth and slim like most no-furs. There were plenty of toms that would have called him ugly, but Hades could never think that about the red-headed menace.

His eyes twinkled as he took Claudine in, his gaze kind. “Hi Pops,” Hades replied, his tone softening just a fraction. He led Claudine forward, his hand still firmly clasped in hers. “This is Claud-, Mia, my wife.” Claudine bit hard on her inner cheeks not wanting to let his ‘deliberate’ slip up ruin her composure, she forced her most charming smile, extending her free hand. “It’s an honor to meet you, sir. Hades has told me so much about you.”

As Azazel spoke, the scene took place vividly. As there is Ceberus and Underworld, so will there be Hades. Hades (translating to /ˈheɪdiːz/; Greek: ᾍδης Hádēs; Ἅιδης Háidēs), in the ancient Greek religion and myth, is the god of the dead and the king of the underworld, with which his name became synonymous. His debut was no further than that of Cerberus but his form was indistinctive. He had a continuous flow of black tar around his unseen body. Hades obviously has caused a lot of damages and loss of either properties and lives in Chaos And Apocalypse. His persona oozes death which even gods do fear. Taking a look back, in no particular order, here are some of the memorable damages and death

Hades watched her silently. She shone as she always did, but it was a dull glare. Something wasn't right. He sat down, Nino handing him a drink. He'd installed a window around the platform, because of the last incident. Business was booming in the mines as always, but his own work load had suffered due to the scare with Ophelia. Something wasn't right. "You have a call," Nino said, speaking lowly. Hades nodded, his hair falling into his eyes. She wasn't even singing the same.

I was wrong when I said he was never mine to begin it. Rather, the universe specially made him for me. So, right from the beginning, he was always mine to begin with. If there were other lifetimes, I would do it with him over and over again. With no regrets. Because he was mine forever. THE END

he replied. "Is that something we have to be worried about?" I asked him. "No, not until it happens again" he replied. I breathed a sigh and crawled up to where he lay, then placed my head on his chest and closed my eyes. "I read one time when was still a student in high school that Hades is also known as Pluto, god of wealth. Is it true?" I asked. "Of course. We are responsible for mining all natural resources that provide wealth. Half of hell is filled with mines where my servants have spent their time mining for golds and diamonds of all kinds.

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙