Voice Of Hades Novels & Stories

Lailah and I look around, and I lean back down the stairs to make sure the hallway below is also empty. -It's all clear- I say, dropping the gun to open the roof door. And the sooner I speak, the sooner I screw it up. A deep and disturbing voice speaks behind us. A voice I heard screaming for his life as it burned him alive. The voice of Harrison Tucson. -We meet again. Don't fuck with me

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

It was my mate lovingly looking down at me and right beside him stood a man, not just any man but Hades from my nightmares…the lord of the underworld. “Alvaria I would like you to meet my other…Hayes, Odeus Hayes,”

"Bastian is unpredictable. A tad mentally unstable. " "What?! What if he hurts Sera?!" I explode, unable to believe what I have just heard. "He dies." Rhys replies, likes he's talking about the weather. Chills blanket my body. Vincent chuckles beside me, whispering something about Hades and his temper. Hades. Hades. "Oh my..." I gasp, my hands flying to my mouth. It clicks in. Everything clicks instant. "You're Mordecai Rhys? God of the underworld? As in...Hades?"

What was going on? “I didn’t do anything.” I defended meekly through my hoarse voice as the Beta walked towards us. “I know. It’s Hade resurfacing.” It seemed the name Hade itself was enough to always provoke him aggressively, his eyes glowed even more intensely and his teeth elongated to form what looked like canines. He growled. Actually growled. I’ve heard a lot of noises on the track field where men play all sorts of sports, I’ve heard the occasional humanly growl it was more of an ‘urgh’ disappointed noise. The throat vibrates to make it sound like a growl.

, a voice sounded out of nowhere. We looked towards the direction where the voice came from, taking few steps forward while beckoning on others to stay behind,we immediately found Hades heading towards us. He seemed to be very tired and covered with lots of blood , gushing from his head. "What happened to you", I asked rushing towards him and holding him as he fell over me. Ace lends a supportive hand and we got him to a sitting position. " I lost all my men at Crystal pack", he said.

"Are you like Hades?" "I don't know what he is like." "Wait, maybe that's why your name is Hayden! It rhymes with Hades." I said with wide eyes. He just shrugged. "If that makes you happy." "Why are the Furies after me?" I asked the next question. He seemed to hesitate for a second before replying, "I don't know." I frowned at that. "You must know something." "I really don't." He seemed genuine saying that. "All I know is that you died that night. And your soul was still there. On earth."

A loud thudding noise resonated, as Hedrick fell on the ground because of the hit. "How fucking dare you to get closer to her?" That thunderous voice roared, terrifying the life out of Kaya's body. She looked at him and her soul shuddered, finding Zian there. His blue eyes were bloodshed red. His jaw was aggressively set. The veins on his forehead and neck had popped out. He was looking furiously nefarious. Zian charged towards Hedrick and grabbed his collar. He forced him to stand up. Zian peered into Hedrick's eyes, wrathfully.

Their combined power was feared throughout the realms, and we hoped to gain their favor. With reverence, we approached the thrones, explaining our situation and pleading for their assistance. Hades, with his stern expression, listened intently, while Hel's cold gaze seemed to pierce through our souls. Anubis, with his jackal-like features, nodded thoughtfully, his eyes gleaming with ancient wisdom. After a moment of silence, Hades spoke, his voice like thunder, "We will grant you our aid, but be warned, the price will be steep. Are you prepared to pay for it?"