Scepter Hades Novels & Stories

"Ever heard of the Black Scorpions?" I drew my breath when I heard him mention the Black Scorpions. I knew about them from Hale and he had told me severally that The New Order was terrified of the Black Scorpions. There was a time I wished I could become a member of the Black Scorpions so I could break free from Hale's prison but I was too afraid to pursue that thought.

The future of their pack depended on it. One of the elders, a wise and aged man named Orion, spoke up, his voice filled with a hint of skepticism. "Why should we pursue the scepter?" Orion asked, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What makes it so important to our pack?" Thane's eyes locked onto Orion's, his gaze steady and confident. "There are three reasons why we must pursue the scepter," Thane said, his voice filled with conviction. "Firstly, the scepter is the symbol of our pack's heritage, the scepter of King Sebastian Vettella, the first Lycan King, enthroned by the moon Goddess herself."

He couldn't imagine Spitfire being at anyone or anything's mercy. But that thought meant he was in control of the sands and the portal he'd opened. Hades's frown deepened. This was going to be harder than he thought. Turning back to Priest, Hades was pleased to see that he still had his eyes forward. He hadn't been entirely sure Priest would be able to resist turning to look at his freshly minted Innehavre as Ink sported a seduction Hex to distract the damned Hare. Hades wasn't sure he would have had the self-control if it were one of his mates.

“He was going to have the pendant and take Harriett. Then kill Reginald and start taking over packs. He said he would start with Red Moon and then Supermoon. Then once he had those armies, he thinks he would be unstoppable.” “I need you to tell me exactly where every person is stationed around this pack.” “He has them all along the southern border. He said that he did not want to draw attention to himself by spreading around the pack grounds.” ‘Greg & Jim, let the reinforcements know to only come from the north. Hades’ army is on the southern border. Also let them know that Beta Reginald and Harriett are targets.’ ‘Yes, Alpha.’ They linked in unison. Both Greg and Jim came through the door w

Dad nodded briskly and sent the command to my team through the mind link. As I moved away, my gaze flickered toward Hades. He stood with his new companion—a woman with striking silver hair and deep blue eyes. She was beautiful, effortlessly elegant. A sharp contrast to me. Hades wasn’t alone. He was surrounded by familiar faces—the future heirs of the strongest packs. His classmates.

In all elegance a potato could muster, I sat down across him. Under his cautious eyes, I place my chocolate brown teddy to my side and a cleaning mop on the other. "Don't tell me. Are you trying to be Hades." he queried, starting to laugh. "Yes I am." I confessed ignoring his chiding. "So is that Cerberus?" He pointed at my teddy still laughing. "Yes it is and he will devour your soul if you make a mistake. And this is the scepter with which I will blast you." I explain taking the mop in hand and bring it down on his head when he laughs harder.

“So what do I do? I train and hope I’m strong and lucky enough to kill him Eve he gets bored doing whatever it is he plans to do with Celine?” Hades glared at me. “No, you don’t need luck,” he replied curtly. “You just need to get better. You and Damon need to train.” “Which is why,” the armored guy gut in, “I will be training you and Damon. And also help you guys sharpen your physical and mental skills.” He paused for a while, stood straight and turned to Hades who nodded at him as they communicated silently with their eyes. “But you need to meet someone,” he continued. “A sorcerer who would help you in your quest.

They all melted into one until all Hazel wanted to do was throw her arms around him. “These women and children didn’t ask for this,” he added finally, and Hazel gritted her teeth once more against the urge to embrace him. Up until less than two weeks ago, Haz had never seen the softer side of Snarl Rathbone. All she had ever seen was the gruff, hulking mass that was Snarl, Damon ’s second and the third most feared man in all of Lauchair.

Lori says earning an ear from Arielle. "Why exactly ?" Arielle asked. "A family that goes way back but not as powerful as the Ekalots, They are the Schneider's. They have an old beef with the Ekalots. Theodore is a descendant of the Schneider's and they vowed nothing to do with the Ekalots and that dumbass fell for Delilah, he always wants to be her side so he never took his rightful position." Lori says.

He shook his head as if to try to physically knock the unwelcome thoughts out of his brain. Gathering his emotions more tightly under control, he squared his shoulders and stood tall, pointing an accusing finger at the dark-haired witch. "You will not destroy me! I am Brandur of Clan Sköll, known as The Destroyer for a reason!" The woman sighed heavily, and he thought he saw her roll her eyes. "Freya help me," Astrid murmured, raising her hands in a supplicating gesture toward the skies. "Once again, Brandur of Clan Sköll, I am not here to harm you. You are far too important for that."