Song About Hades Novels & Stories

After the heavy doors slammed shut, Persephone could hear Hades's angry voice lingering by the entrance. "She's like a baby! Always crying," Hades spoke to someone outside, "She won't listen to me. The gods be damned!" Another voice replied in a shilling, high-pitch tone, "Give her time, good Hades. Soon, she will learn to appreciate your company." "I do hope so, or this will surely bring madness upon me!" Persephone listened as their footsteps echoed down the hall and faded into the still air. She curled herself into a ball, and soon her pillows were drenched from soaking up tears of her despair.

Hades seethes. —*

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.

They could have served as Dionysus's sparring partners. Unluckily, their opponent was the grumpy Hades. When some of the great soldiers arrived and surrounded him, their heads accurately snapped toward Hades that was standing leisurely in between the chaos and their expressions rapidly hardened. “It’s Lord Hades.” “Can we win against him?” “Who can partner up with me? We will destroy him together.” “I can’t.” “Not ready.” “I still love my life.” “Shit, his magic power is overload.” Hades snickered mischievously. His playful and sadistic side resurrected within himself.

I could hear Ally. "Nyx has gone to challenge Hades for her daughter's powers back," Nia told him. "Holy hell, she's insane!" "I can hear you!" I hissed to them. "Just whisper the update to anyone who comes along. I need to concentrate. I can't see a thing and I know you guys can't either." There were a few mumbled apologies followed by silence. I stuck my tongue out, tasting the air. Warm and ashy, with the smell of sulfur. I flew a few feet above the ground, smirking as I flew over a fire trap. Hades had cleverly hidden the light from it but it was hard to hide the smell, warmth, and taste. I could see a dim passageway and headed that way. It led to a room full of corpses. I landed and loo

" Martha clears her throat as she enters my office, stirring me from my thoughts. "Please, sit down." I smile down at Martha, laying on my best playboy charm. "Thank you, Mr. Velimir." "Please call me Hades; Mr. Velimir sounds so formal." Martha's cheeks blush red as she fans herself with the manila folder she's brought in. "May I?" I ask as I leave my drink on the windowsill and walk toward my desk, standing directly behind Martha, my hand just barely grazing hers as I reach for the folder.

We need to move on, or we will never sleep. “Song of the Day,” I prompt. “You have major feelings for the sociopath in the seat beside you...” He has no idea, so I continue. “You have major feelings for the killer in the seat beside you.” Jackson says, “I know it’s from a DC Comics movie, but I don’t know who sings it. I think the title is ‘Heathens.’” “It is Twenty-One Pilots,” I inform him. “Phone me once and I am there to make the sunny hours all better...” Jackson whispers softly.

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

" Linda had not fought for the Mrs. Harris title before because Anthony's prospects were nothing to write home about compared to her other admirers. She had her pick of the litter back then. However, after some incidents overseas... She was back, determined to reclaim the coveted spot once held by Mrs. Harris. On the eve of the weekend, Jessica peered into the celestial canvas for one last time through her bedroom telescope. The once vibrant blue stars were then fading. At the stroke of midnight, a particular star burst into a dazzling light before etching a perfect arc across the sky. Then, it vanished into the cosmic expanse.

Not for any reason, but I realised the death plague hades brought along wasn't gone yet, even though Hades was. Word Count : 751 Sing Of Choice : Dead to Life By Ecstatic Ft Krigarè Ask Your Questions :