Stories Of Hades Novels & Stories

"Are you certain you want to trade your most precious gift for the Underworld's protection?" A chilling, low voice echoed through the temple. Hades materialized from the shadows. He was the King of the Dead, radiating a biting cold that felt entirely out of place in the Temple of Light I’d served for two years. "I'm sure," I said, a little shocked he had answered in person. But I quickly took a deep breath and steadied my voice. "As long as I can leave this place, I'll give up everything."

ALESSANDRA As my hours were done, I walked ahead towards my car. Today was very different from other days. Till today I had not seen such a form of Hades. Hades is a terrible kind of person who just wants to kill people. He did not think before killing anyone, nor did he think of saving anyone. In front of him two men were fighting fearlessly like wild animals. He broke the head of a human in front of him, but Hades still did not have mercy in his heart. He did not think of saving him, but seeing him dying, Hades was getting peace.

I fought the covers, trying to get myself untangled, but it had the opposite result, my feet were both now trapped and I was unable to move my left arm. "Good morning Bu..." I heard Hades say but he stopped once he saw my position. "Who won the war?" he asked me, and I stayed quiet, waiting for him to come and untangle me from the cover. "It's a tie," I say when he doesn't move to help me right away. "I can see," he says with a chuckle, I got angry at him and tried to move and shift to get out of the sheet hold. "Slow down, relax," he says with another chuckle, walking toward me and starting to untangle me.

Truth be told, Hades knew that his apology meant nothing to Alanna right now. But that was all he could say to her. No one knew that he had been through a few life-and-death situations prior to arriving at the fishing village. His first few near-death experiences detailed the times when he almost got strangled to death by his own mother. After that, he had attempted to commit suicide several times. When Hades eventually arrived at the fishing village, he reignited the tiniest spark of willpower to continue living.

"You were only employed two days ago and you've already begun snooping around?" "I got lost." "Huh. You got lost and found your way here, then you decided that you could get some information to your flash drive?" "That's not my drive. I was only looking through the paintings on the wall and I panicked when I heard you come in." "Huh." He licks the inside of his cheeks. "You know something Kota? I hope you don't mind me calling you Kota." "I don't mind at all." He nods. "Lying is an art in the underworld. Your life depends on how well you're able to sell a lie. And you, my dear beautiful puppy, are the worst liar I've ever met."

As Azazel spoke, the scene took place vividly. As there is Ceberus and Underworld, so will there be Hades. Hades (translating to /ˈheɪdiːz/; Greek: ᾍδης Hádēs; Ἅιδης Háidēs), in the ancient Greek religion and myth, is the god of the dead and the king of the underworld, with which his name became synonymous. His debut was no further than that of Cerberus but his form was indistinctive. He had a continuous flow of black tar around his unseen body. Hades obviously has caused a lot of damages and loss of either properties and lives in Chaos And Apocalypse. His persona oozes death which even gods do fear. Taking a look back, in no particular order, here are some of the memorable damages and death

"Didn't Hades kidnap his wife?" I had a feeling that my trust towards Wikipedia was going to tragically change. "That is far from the truth." He shook his head, and with a patronizing smile pinched my nose. "Judging from your expression, No, Hades didn't get kidnapped." He soon laughed imagining the scenario as I did. "Then? Is it confidential? If it is, you don't have to tell me." He looked at me pointedly, his brows forming crescent moons. "That was the formality part. If you don't tell me you would have to deal with puppy faces."

the King replied and embraced her into his arms. Unable to bring back the jolly safe town, the Caddel Family did something to extricate the people. They inclined with the Celestial beings but unfortunately, they erroneously address them and offend the angels so they could not assist the land. The King soon discovered about sorcery, he sold his soul to the ringleader of the Underworld, Hades in exchange for peace in their land. "What are your desire and I shall consent them," Hades questioned with a smirk on his countenance. The King knelt on the marbled floor as he yearns for a wish that he shouldn't have spoken.

Some demons said Hades would always seek the souls of the strongest, as the underworld feeds on them. "Lucy, it doesn’t matter where I end up as long as I get to live this life with you. I was not going to give us up to death just a few days after we found each other. Hades made certain that we would make it out of here alive." Tears trickled down my face as anger brewed inside me. Hades made a fool out of my mate. He took advantage of Adan’s love for me. "Our souls belonged to the moon, Adan," I told him in a soft voice.

I opened the box and saw a gold necklace with a small round pendant. It was a globe. Hade and I share the same dream to go out into the world, but I'm the only one who gets to go. Somehow, inside me, my heart ached for Hade who had to stay for his family after his two eldest brothers died, one in war and one with an illness. That makes Hade the eldest Vandenberg now, the next in line for his father's seat in The Council. "Count me in one of your little trips around the world, yeah?" Hade said, melancholy evident in his eyes.