Sons Of Hades Novels & Stories

Jonathan screamed, his knees buckling. "You dare," Hades growled, his voice laced with the deadly resonance of a storm, the kind that warned of death and ruin. His aura expanded, choking the very air in the hall. Even the guards who had been lurking in the shadows stepped back, trembling. Jonathan sobbed, thrashing like a trapped animal. "Ouch! Stop! You’re breaking my wrist!" Hades’s grip only tightened, his sharp canines glinting as he leaned closer. "Where is my daughter?" His tone was not a question; it was a death sentence waiting for an answer.

Nathaniel was the alpha king's only son. “How can you be my mate? I smell wolf all over you,” he said with a confused expression on his face. I chuckled with confusion. “Of course I'm a wolf. What else would I…” His eyes suddenly glowed bright red. It paused my words and my mouth flew open. Werewolves couldn't do that. The only people who could do that were Demons. Mortal enemies of werewolves. My legs trembled. I tried to run off, but his hands wrapped around mine and he pulled me back, cornering me against the wall. He panted the words.

Emily and Olivia helped Lucius as they walk up from the stairs. Lucius was getting heavy and weak. He tripped over a few treads of the stairs and gladly, they reached the second level of the house. He told them to carry him to Emily’s room where he had concealed the symbols of the door to the underworld.

The corpse's face was unrecognizable, but it could still vaguely recognize that it was an adult man. "Dad!" Mage Fels's younger sister burst into tears and called out to her father. Zhou Tian's expression changed when he saw this scene. He thought of his dead father. Although his father had done a lot of wrongs when he was alive, they were connected by blood after all. After a while of crying, Mage Fels's sister began to cut through the bodies of the other monsters. One after another, there were some fragments in each monster's belly. These European people were also miserable enough. Except for Mage Fels's father, there was not a single intact corpse.

he complained. Instead of smiting him right there and then as Winters had feared, the god impatiently gestured for his servants, the undead, who all marched right towards them from the shadows all from different directions; the undead were renowned fallen soldiers of all ages, all who had died in battle and now served directly under Hades, ready to fight and kill any living being on sight should their god wish it. “William, was it? Very well... gentlemen, take this audacious brat out of my sight,” Hades commanded, “Do not harm him. See to it that he returns home.”

So this storm is welcome. Hades, Hermes, Ares, and I are in my office trying to figure out this mystery god and dark fae shit. I think we have figured out the timeline, and we have all come to a conclusion. It is impossible for Baylee’s father to be the son of Hades, Poseidon, Hephaestus, Hera, Hermes, Athena, Persephone, or me. That leaves Ares, Dionysus, Demeter, and Apollo. Aphrodite was not even included in our list since she has been unable to bear children since giving birth to the triplets. I know they still feel bad about that, but it is not their fault.

my father explained, but those words left my ear. “Then that means Hannah knew about it….” I looked down at the ground, not wanting to see his face. I did not hear a single word from my father. It seems like he doesn’t know what to tell me. But it’s my fault for crossing the line. Every time someone mentions Hannah. My father freezes as if he was blaming himself deep inside him. I felt guilty about it, but at the same time, I didn’t want to take it back. “Since other mafia groups are now informed about your appearance. They will come and get you. Which is why you will be living in this place starting today,” declared my father. “And now you know you’re the heir of the Ambroise family.”

I ask because I don’t see them anywhere. “The members of the Sons Of Hades are with the Mother’s Revenge and the mafia don’s are with grandma’s men. The Sons will be taken straight to the cells in the clubhouse and the don’s well. They will be going straight to the DeAngelis family.” Dad Dylan or Scythe, as he is known to the MC, says and I nod my head. I feel no sympathy for any of them. They all deserve what is coming to them.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

"Hades has arrived!" Persephone thought back to the tale her mother had told her of the three powerful siblings: Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, the fiercest of all the gods, who slew their father Cronos with his own scythe and destroyed the Titans. Then they shared the world, the sky, the sea, and the dark realm below. The other two brothers chose the better ones, leaving Hades with no choice but to reign over a barren kingdom of the dead. Because the gloomy underworld was opposed to the bright heavenly Olympus, Hades was not accepted as an Olympian god and was never invited to supper in Zeus's grandiose abode. Hardly anyone mentioned Hades' name.