Papa Hades Novels & Stories

I much watch out for her. "I'm Klara." She does look like a Klara. "I'm the boss's only baby mama," she adds, like it's a medal. "So you better watch your step around me... Alister." Something in my chest snaps in a million pieces. Javier...has a child? With another woman? So not only was he busy killing my family, he was also busy building one, disregarding our promise to each other? Not that it matters anymore, but still. That's a double betrayal.

- His arm surrounds me until he leaves his hand on my waist, where he traces circles with his fingers, making my skin crawl. -It was not your fault, the one who has to apologize is me. This is all because of my father. I thought he was dead, but he seems to be more alive than ever and ready to ruin my life.- He sighs- He wants to kill you. -Then it's true? Harrison Tucson is your father? -Azael speaks somewhat scared. I'm surprised to see him like this and also to hear the surname my father changed his to, which I can't help but wince at. It feels like a stab in the back like your father doesn't even want to keep the same last name as you.

Hades chuckled and kissed her nose. “Mommy, are we heading home today? I miss my toys and I miss sleeping beside you.” Her son wrapped his arms around her neck and rested his head on his shoulders. She walked towards the couch and sat. Hades is still in her lap and still hugging her. Among the three of them, Hades is the sweetest even if he's a boy. And she promised herself that he'll grow up as a gentleman. A sweet and caring man to his girl. Krysie won't let her son turn out to be like their father who does everything with force.

After being separated from their mother for a number of months, Rheis held out hope that her two younger sons, Zeus and Poseidon, would give serious consideration to paying her a visit. Rheis was not the type of mother who placed an excessive amount of expectations on her kids. In the matter of Rheis's eldest child, Hades, Rheis tended to be quite insistent most of the time. After all, Hades was not only the eldest child, but he was also the patriarch of the family. She only exerts pressure on Hades when it relates to his responsibilities at work.

father said and now I am confused. "then... where is she?" I asked and father showed me... how my mother has made a deal with my brother Hades whom I have no idea about but she asked him that if I will ever fall for Arina then he will take her to the underworld. "She is with Hades now... in the underworld.... only Hades' rule is prevalent there... not mine... if you want to get her back... you have to go and meet with Hades..." father said and I am left in dilemma... I don't even know who he is, how can I go there and save her...but I know one thing... if he is god of underworld ... Hades...then I am god of hell... Lucifer... and this is about my love... my mate... and I won't let him take h

I didn't come this far just to watch Hades take him. We broke past the decaying barrier and staggered into the chilly night air, the last of the Dreadmoor collapsing with a thunderous roar. We made it. We both fell to our knees, gasping for air. I felt at ease until I noticed the air starting to ripple, and a figure appeared, damaged and recognisable. Kade was stunned. "Papa?" Before us stood his father's spectral form, part man, half shadow, his wolf spirit barely retaining its shape, his eyes full with regret."

There might be time to ask next time. “Sofia is there anything you want?” asked my father. Harrison Ambroise. A well-known businessman in the whole world. No one dares to fight him, which shows how powerful a man he is. I don’t know what kind of business he does, but I’m sure it’s legal. I forced a smile on my lips and said, “I just wanted to greet you. That’s it.” Father wouldn’t care anyway. I bet he won’t know I want something from him.

Because no matter how much everyone around her seems to think so, no matter what her own father or his wife says to her– Hades has no love for his daughter truly. At least, not the type of care that dad no just stop, remember. Remember Hades is your father–William's father–she once had. She had been so young back then and it had been so long that the memories feels like they belonged to another person, in another life and maybe they did but if she thinks hard enough, if she was courageous and dared enough to sink into memories that were long since passed and buried, far beneath the mask of the goddess Proserpina, it was still there.

If only it was too easy to concentrate on her work and stop remembering things. Finally the son of a god had found out that he also needed a goddess to feel himself completed. The Son of Hades was finally a God. He had found his queen, his master mind, his last piece, his soul mate, and his goddess. And he was going to put her under his rules, of course, not before she put him under hers.

I glare at my father across the table as Luka leaves the dining room to check on our mate. "What the fuck was that?" I ask my father as the door shuts behind Luka. "DON'T TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME, BOY," Hades yells, his body bursting into blue flames as he ignited with anger, reminding me why he was king of the underworld. My fire burned just as fiercely as his, my anger growing at his audacity to tell me to watch my tone.