Voice Of Hades นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You will be judged by the Goddess.” His expression quickly changes to one of anger, exposing his ruse. “You’ll pay for this. My followers will hunt you down. You’ll never be safe.” “If I see you in the Palace of the Goddess, I will kill you again.” I growl, ignoring his lame warning. “If she casts me out, I will meet you at the edge of the River Styx and kill you in Purgatory over and over until the Ferryman comes to collect us. And if Hades allows, I will continue to kill you in the Underworld until the end of time.”

She sounded older and very unlike herself and Hadassah knew she was dealing with something deeper than she thought. The vampire guy was swiftly in front of her. He looked into her eyes, his own eyes glowing red and whispered, “sleep” in a trance-like voice and she found herself succumbing to his voice as her brain began to shut down and her eyes grew so drowsy, she could not keep them open even if she struggled to. ***************

Neither Sam nor Nick had really been fighters before they left but certainly made up for it now. Surprise, surprise. That entire area was absolute chaos. Savagery, claws, teeth, and willpower. My brother’s arrogance and conceit were oozing out of him. He didn’t give a shit that his people were screaming out in pain, some having already lost their lives. They were collateral damage to him. That belief would be his downfall. It was clear why the Goddess hadn’t made him the firstborn because he’d have made a horrible fucking Alpha. That was more than apparent in his rein as the self-proclaimed Alpha Hades.

He immediately called Gregory, his blood boiling, a furious, desperate rage consuming him. "Gregory!" Hades snarled into the phone, his voice a low, dangerous growl, barely controlled rage. "Did you have a hand in this?! Did you send your dogs after her?! If you touched her, if a single hair on her head is harmed, I swear to God, I will end you! I will tear you apart, piece by bloody piece! Answer me, you bastard!" Gregory's voice came back, calm, almost amused, a sinister undertone that made Hades's blood run cold. "My dear brother, what in God's name are you rambling about? Who are you even talking about? I'm busy running my empire here in Moscow.”

They snared at the warriors who were also confused by what was happening. Little did the vampires know that this was not the doing of the Mood Goddess. When dusk took over their eyes adjusted to the night and when thy fully adjusted, they saw something they never thought existed at they believed that the only bad that could ever exist in the world as it believed was the existence of supernatural beings. But they were wrong, what was in front of them was the devil, the power radiating from him was something they could not comprehend and the voices they were hearing in their heads were too commanding for them to resist.

What good is it? I've gone to hell, but my blood is in your veins. Can you really be happy? As long as you're alive, I live on— Hades opened his eyes. "My father is a pedophile," he whispered. Ophelia turned over, half asleep. "Huh?" "He did things to me, in place of my mother. And I'm scared that somewhere lurking in my veins is a pedophile." Ophelia opened her eyes. "Hades?"