Pomegranate Hades Novels & Stories

Queen Lilith ordering her two slave demons to pour a glass of blood for her guest. “ Well my queen Elena is a powerful fairy and a special one indeed. We have an angel blade that can destroy any light supernatural with just a single cut, we also have a giant dragon which we kept inside the arena and finally a book which contains very strong magic spells. Am sure with what we have we can be unstoppable!” Hades said, taking a sip of blood. Zagreus could only just mop because he didn't start up with his dad. Though he tried to say something which was pleasurable to Leuvis's ear.

FUN FACT: Eating Pomegranate was the trick that Hades used to trap Persephone for a portion of the year – eating the food of the underworld. FICTION: The underworld was considered mineral-wealthy, containing necessary seeds for good harvest, Hades claims to be God of fertility, so trees would actually thrive there. FICTION: There are contradicting reports about the offspring of Hades and Persephone, some concluded that Hades had zero children seeing as he is the God of death, bringing a child to life would be controversial for him.

His expression remained unreadable, though something flickered in his gaze, something Penelope couldn’t place. “Persephone,” he greeted coolly, his deep voice resonating in the cavernous room like a distant thunderclap. Demeter stepped forward, her smile a serene mask as she inclined her head. “Hades, may I present my daughter, Persephone.” Hades’ eyes briefly moved to Demeter, his gaze sharp and calculating. Then, they returned to Penelope, lingering with unnerving focus. For a moment, his expression didn’t shift, but behind that calm mask, his mind churned. This is not Persephone. As the god of death, he had an innate ability to see souls, and the one before him wasn’t Persephone’s. It was

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

It was this king of darkness, who had given me all his tenderness. Tears blurred my vision. A soft breeze rustled through the Tree of Eternity, and its silver petals began to fall around us like snow, releasing a cool, enchanting fragrance. There, in that sea of blooming flowers, Hades gently took my hand. As if by magic, he produced a gem that held a captured star. "Lyra," Hades said, his voice steady and deep with emotion. "Will you stay by my side, forever? Will you share my throne, and rule the Underworld with me?"

she nodded. "Despite how much I like the idea. I'm sorry there is nothing we can do again after the pumpkin failed to work" he snorted. "You brought another one?" she was confused. "Yes, I brought another one but it is a cure rather than a weapon and just like your pumpkin, our pumpkin. It didn't work" he exhaled in exhaustion. "My pumpkin has not been used. I haven't tried it on her" she revealed. "Really?" it seemed the Mage couldn't believe it. "So,how did you end up here?" he asked again.

Takashi stood back, and both watched as the man’s breathing quickened, and his wrist turned blue and spread all the way to his shoulder and was approaching his neck, when Jun knew she had seen enough. “Heal him now!” she yelled raising her gun. Takashi snapped out of it and injected him where he did earlier. They both watched as his veins weren’t so pronounced and the blue went away slowly. It took some time for him to come back, and he was on his feet. “What a rush” he grinned pushing his curls back. “Better than anything I’ve been on”. “I’ve never met anyone that likes to be poisoned before” Takashi stated. “What does it do?” she asked.

Lathgertha asked him: — Do you know where we are? —No. Where are we? the boy asked in turn. — Jötunheimar, said the girl raising her eyebrows. — No… the land of the Giants? and Ragnar laughed at her. — It's stupid that you don't believe it when you've just killed a giant — "Maybe they planted those berries and blueberries aboveda mead pit and that's what makes us delirious," he said cheerfully. I was at home in Kattegat, which is supposed to be on Midgard and suddenly I find myself in Jötunheimar? Ha… ha… ha.

“I went outside to see my dad, it's sunny outside you can tell spring is coming.” “What did you get to do out there? How was your dad?” “He is good but something has gone wrong and he warned me I may be punished. We got to sit under this gazebo. It's beautiful I wish you could have seen it. It has beautiful wolves howling at the moon and the canopy has stars engraved in the top. The benches are wood and have hearts and stars engraved in it. There is even this plaque that says The Moon Goddess Loves With Her Whole Heart.” Ireland gasps it sounds painful and I can hear her crying quietly. “Ireland, what is wrong?”

It looked fit for a king or queen, a place where royalty would slumber in luxurious comfort. "You are shitting me." I groaned my stomach rumbling loudly seeing a long table stretched along one side of the room, laden with an array of food that appealed to me instantly. Rushing over I groaned loudly seeing platters of roasted meats, fresh fruits, and decadent pastries arranged in an almost artistic manner. The aroma was intoxicating, and my stomach growled in response. But as I took a step closer my hand outstretched to pinch a juicy red fruit, I paused, remembering the stories my parents had told me about how Hades tricked Persephone. He gifted her a pomegranate and she ate several of its se