Scepter Hades Novels & Stories

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Azael is frowning and I feel him press my hand, something is not right. -Hey- I say catching his face. Right away I notice how he relaxes the muscles.- What happens? -I do not like this. Everything is going too well. he says looking around. I prefer not to, as they are not very pleasant views. -And what's wrong? -That we're talking about Harrison Tucson. The same one who murdered my mother. The same one who tried to kill his daughter. My father's rival, whom he also killed. The one that appears to have survived a fire. I just don't believe we caught him off guard.

A girl at his back shrieked. “Afentiko, please. I will not do this next time please” he begged as snot and blood gathered at his chin. Disgusting man. “There is no apology was a betrayal. Did you think that we were oblivious to the fact that the heroine stash was missing? That new girls were being delivered here in exchange for that?” hades crushed his hand that was on the floor under his neatly polished foot. “In the darkness, you thought you could do anything you want. Under my nose. Against my order. But you forgot one thing even when nights conceal everything. It is the monsters like us that never lose our stake. We win.”

I gulp nervously, I try to twist my hand out of his grip, his hold becomes stronger. "I want to break our bond as soon as possible" this time I'm more confident, I stand straight and stare in his red eyes. "Celeste.." he shuts his eyes for a moment, warning me. "I have talked to Hera, she will perform a ritual that will make the rejection painless for the both of us" I say quickly. His eyes instantly open in shock "you did what!?" he asks baffled and angry "I'm going to kill that witch" he says darkly, he leaves my hand, he turns around towards Hera's dungeon but I run and stand in his way.

Zane said beside me, I agree with his decision. He was powerful and was going to be crowned as the emperor while I was a normal magical physician. Rhyker was an often regarded and greatly praised god. Winter, time and jewels are crucial elements this divine being is associated with and most would regard him as modest and blunt. Often depicted as short, thin, immature and bright Rhyker was usually worshipped through pledges and oaths. There were a few types of places for those in pursuit of the aid of Rhyker, but natural sanctuaries and dedicated clothing pieces are a good way to start connecting.

Alex shifted in mid air as he leaped at the enemy. One second, he was a man in torn trousers. The next one, he was a monster, a very huge monster. Hades. He was massive. Easily the size of a pony, but pure and filled with muscle. His fur was midnight black, swallowing the light around him. His eyes were burning red coals. His claws were like obsidian daggers, scraping sparks against the marble floor. He landed on the group of mercenaries like a bomb. It wasn't a fight. It was a massacre.

“Good luck with that. Maddox may be gone, but there’s a new villain in town.” I didn’t follow his logic. “Who?” He sighed into the phone. “Hades…god of the underworld.” 21 Hades I produced the highest yield of crystal of my career. I handed it off to our distributors then told my cooks to get back to work. With Maddox out of the picture and my power unrivaled, I intended to eliminate all other competition and kill anyone that got in my way. Life was good.

he spits. I squat down to his level. I raise my shirt and there, just above my waistband on my hip, is the Damned Forsaken crest of a raven with a skeletal wing and head sitting atop a skull with a halo leaning against it on one side and a gun on the other. His eyes widen in acknowledgment.

She gave a small, careful smile. Hades leaned back in his chair, a small smile touching his lips. His dark eyes were cold, pleased with his win, but they also lingered on her, a flicker of something almost fond in their depths, quickly hidden. “Ah, my little tiger. Always with the smart words. But you’re right. Justice, in my world, is often a sharp business. And these particular people, they needed a deep cut.” He watched her, a look in his eyes that claimed her. He was in a strong mood, happy after his wins. That made him even more dangerous.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for