Voice Of Hades の小説・ストーリー

He literally paid the helpers to ignore Delilah's request for another bed until Delilah fortunately stopped requesting. On his way to their shared bedroom he heard some voices coming from it, he immediately picked up the female voice as Delilah and the male voice as Kobie. The first thing that came to his mind was why was he there ? Did he come to offer another business proposal ? "You know I didn't get that deal with the investor ?" Theodore hears Kobie raise his voice. "I'm aware but we agreed that If I went you'll consent to the donation. We never discussed if you were going to get it or not. Did we Kobie ?" Theodore could sense the satirical remark hinted in Delilah's tone.

Zadicus was inside his mind again, staring emotionlessly at the shadow before him. But the fury emitting from the figure was clear as he growled when Zadicus came again and growled his name, “Zadicus Snyder.” Zadicus smirked at his furious reaction, folding his arm at his chest to assert his dominance and called his name too, “Katastrofi.”

“Good luck with that. Maddox may be gone, but there’s a new villain in town.” I didn’t follow his logic. “Who?” He sighed into the phone. “Hades…god of the underworld.” 21 Hades I produced the highest yield of crystal of my career. I handed it off to our distributors then told my cooks to get back to work. With Maddox out of the picture and my power unrivaled, I intended to eliminate all other competition and kill anyone that got in my way. Life was good.

My jaw elongated, reforming as my human features began to disappear, morphing into something else, something wild. I felt myself slipping away, like taking a backseat as another entity came to life. “You're almost there.” Trembling with exhaustion, I arched toward the sky with one final hit of agony, a scream ripping from my throat. But then something changed, my voice shifting, roughening into something raw and wild. Something animalistic. The night echoed with a howl, filled with every ounce of pain, fury and primal strength. “So beautiful.” His voice drew my focus to him, and I blinked, my vision too clear, too sharp, like I was seeing through someone else's eyes. Zeus watched me, his exp

she said in a strict voice. Hades felt like he was six again, trying to escape from his mother’s wrath after being caught with his mouth full of cookies. “No” Hades replied in a tiny voice. “Good, I will instruct, and you will follow,” the lady ordered. It was strange for Hades to be in the receiving end of orders. Hades admired the brave woman, she wasn’t intimidated by his aura. It would have been a comical sight, had it been Hades wasn’t at the receiving end of the slaps and scolding.

Not a love-driven, pathetic drunk. Seeing him this miserable, made an unexpected tear, slip down his left eyelid. Wayne scowled at the situation as he quickly smeared off the weak emotion. He felt…sorry for him. "Did I choose this life? Who said I wanted to be the lord of hell? I was gifted this fate, just like everyone else," Hades said, whining as he cried his eyes out. The hounds rattled their chains as they seemed to scent something in the air. They grew unsettled, joggling their bounds and clamoring for release.

With her excessively fake high-pitched voice, she exclaimed; “Hades baby, please let’s go. I have no idea why your brother has taken a likeness to the slave.” The room fell deathly silent after that. It was as if her comment was the one thing that had finally broken the Camel’s back. I turned around then, just in time to see Hades pull his arm aggressively out of her hold. He stepped back, away from her, and without sparing her even the smallest glance, he drawled; “You should leave. I need to talk to my brother and the slave.” “But Hades..?” “Leave!” He bellowed and I could swear that I felt the walls shake from the intensity of his voice.

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

As soon as I felt the authority that accompanied it I realized it was my Luna voice, and the first time I truly used it. They all bowed their heads in respect and then I heard the voice again, this time I could make out more about the person. “So, it is truly over? All of it?” The voice held astonishment, excitement and also emotion. It was heavy with emotion. I realized that while we had been here a while already, most likely many of the people in the crowd still held their doubts that they were truly freed, that Kaydan was truly gone. I was able to determine the voice was a female, and that this female was hidden in the back half of the center of the group of wolves.

Had the love in this man's voice been real or was he just trying to mirror Charilaus' so that they could get away? He was not sure. While he thought about it, Hades paused infront of a door and turned to face him, his voice as sharp as steel. "I do not like you." Leonidas, taken aback by the tone he was using stopped walking as the man continued, "But she does, which makes you a very lucky man, Leonidas of Aetos." He gulped. Hades seemed to eye him now, disgust on his face. "Good night." And walked down the hall before disappearing out of sight.