Scepter Hades Novels & Stories

With lightning speed, Denzel lunges, claws extended, aiming for Hades' face. But Hades anticipates the attack. With effortless agility, he takes a massive step back, leaving Denzel's claws swiping at the air. The sound of Denzel's enraged growl sends shivers down my spine. "You beast!" Denzel seethes, spittle flying from his lips. Hades sneers, unfazed. "Says the monster," he scoffs, his voice dripping with disdain. Hades’ gaze locks onto mine, and I sense a flicker of possessiveness in Hades' tone.

He just closed his eyes as if it was acceptable that his fate would be. "Mama, sorry..." He cried before waiting for the monsters to attack. A few minutes later, Migi felt nothing. "Is that it? I died without feeling any pain? "he said while not opening his eyes. Later on, he smelled something fishy, and he also heard a scream that seemed to hurt. He opened his eyes and the scattered corpses of the three men were exposed to him. He stiffened in his seat when he saw the familiar man in front of him holding a sword. "Sebastian?"

He turned to face me. "Hey, I'm Cameron, you can call me cam." He said while sticking out his hand for a handshake. I shook his hand while casting a small smile at him. "Nicole." He nods at me and lets go of my hand. "I've heard. So what are you guys doing right now? Introducing the inner gang to her?" He asked Sofia who nods excitedly. "Yep. Cameron is my brothers third in command and his hacker." Sofia informed while looking at me.

The war of the gods was a ten-year war between Hades and his brothers to overthrow their father9, I tried to find which character depicted was meant to be Lucifer since I had already found Zeus. Damien and my attention were averted when we heard Lucifers voice, “Perry,” he called out for someone and suddenly a servant came out with a tray of glasses and a bottle of wine. “Come, sit,” Lucifer motioned for Damien and me to be seated beside him as he had a chair at the head of the table.

Hedeon Villa 🎋🎋🎋🎋 "Any news on my truck yet?" Hadeon demanded, his eyes narrowing into slits as he glared at the spy standing nonchalantly before him. It's been days since that truck was stolen, and in those days he hasn't had the effortly to step out. While hiding away from his deeds, his own people has seen him as a weakling. Hadron Adorn was the second heir to the Adorn’s empire, who became a successor to his father after the death of his elder brother.

They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze then let the shades win. Before the sky started to change colour, the Scorchers had been nothing more than a nuisance, a buzzing fly that refused to leave the food table. But when the Shades crossed into our lands, they'd reared their hooded heads and come pouring out of the cracks, shocking us with their organisation, their weapons and numbers. This was the day they'd been waiting for. Any interaction with them was always done on their terms and when and where they wanted. No one, and I mean no one knew the locations of their hidden communities, or nests as they called them. To know that, you had to be

he commanded. Everyone around him stood up like marionettes tied to invisible strings. "An... enchanter..." hissed the Hawthorn mage. The voice echoed in his head, blocking everything else, assuming control. "Come. NOW." Sebastian commanded. All who heard half crawled and half ran to obey the boy's command, unable to resist him. "On your knees," and they were. "You." he said, pointing at the Hawthorn mage, "Pull the dagger off." Hawthorn stumbled to his feet, ran to Dorin and pulled the dagger off the lad's shoulder. Dorin gave a soft whimper as the dark energy enveloping him disappeared.

Of course, the little girl was in no danger but what better way to get him mad than to threaten his child. "Get out! GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!" I simply nodded, a grim smile touching my lips. ''See you around, Tommy boy" I turned and walked out, leaving him fuming. The moment I stepped out of the building, the composed Tristan Walker, the intellectual professor of Heldon vanished. The old Tristan, the one who navigated shadows and understood the need for brutality and the demons of the city rose to the surface. It was a side that I had buried until one of mine had been touched.

I didn't want to seem ungrateful as he had given them to me to protect me. “Loretta would be able to handle this. According to your words Kaiden, this is an anomaly.” The man stroked his chin. “Oh, pardon my manners. I'm Vincent, the lead sorcerer for the annihilation of the army of the dead.” “Army of the dead?” I repeated. “Yes. Haven't you heard of them? They're heading north and we have to be on guard.” He said. “I certainly know of them.” I replied. When did all of this happen?

She only responded to the report with a small smile and a slow nod. “Listen to me, our war this time is no longer against humans. Rather it is a demon that has lived for hundreds of years. Against an enemy who has lived such a long life, there's no point in being amazed at the miracles they can perform. Our job is only one, to fight at the best level of each of us. The rest, I have the ultimate weapon. So you don't have to worry too much." The soldiers and higher-ups of the Haidao Pirates Squad frowned when they heard the ultimate weapon being mentioned by their leader. Their eyes searched everywhere in the ship's hall but there was no sign of the weapon there.