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he muttered to himself. Then it hit him—Hades. The name that had haunted the criminal underworld for generations. He quickly typed "Hades" into the search bar, his fingers flying across the keyboard. He knew that Hades was more than just a name; it was a title, passed down to the leader of the Hell’s Gang. A shadowy figure who controlled a vast criminal empire.

Yhael jokingly replied. "Maybe, and if you had answered, it might delay my flight," Adah said jokingly. "You're right," Yhael chuckled. When they reached the car, Yhael opened the door for Adah. "Thank you, Yhasy," Adah playfully said to Yhael. Yhasy was Yhael's fiancé's name. Yhael smiled shyly, feeling delighted. He and Adah fastened their seatbelts for safety purposes.

“Isaac” “Isaac” The voice keeps on calling me again, repeatedly. It is just like an echo that keeps on bouncing. I walk to find the voice who is calling me but I was surprised that I am no longer inside my apartment. I am in a forest and I heard different voices from different people and I can’t understand what they are saying. I heard a gunshot too that is why I got scared and hid in the tall grass to save myself from what was going on. I didn’t know what was happening but I could sense that it was not good. I heard the voices again and I saw them, they were looking for something. They are human-like but they are giants. Some of them have three eyes but most of them have seven faces and eac

What is wrong with you, heh? "Dolens somnum," Hadassah pointed her palm at him, casting a spell. "You narcissist greedy effing bastard!" she couldn't help but cuss at him Moriah collapsed and his body fell back on the branches and leaves She stood up and looked at him angrily.

Hades is a handsome young man in his late twenties, he is good in everything and can make any woman’s heart bounce in a flutter plus he is my grandson and Liza would be a perfect match, I thought. Hmm... I think I just figured out a way to pay her courtesy back.

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?

“What’s he like? Is he really ‘lucky’? What kind of conversations does he prefer? Should I bring cookies? Does he like riddles? I’m quite good at riddles, you know. Or card tricks? I can do a mean sleight of hand—” Hades turned to her, his eyes piercing. He cut her off with a sharp, dismissive wave of his hand. “He’s old. Powerful. And doesn’t care for riddles or card tricks, baby girl. He likes respect. And loyalty. And for things to go smoothly. He also loves his quiet country home near the Atlantic, up in New York, overlooking the ocean. But tonight, he’s here. So, no more stunts.” He paused, his gaze softening almost imperceptibly, a hint of something deeper in his dark eyes. He reached

Hades got even angrier when he was reasoned by his own twin so he runs his mouth loose. “There’s no way I’m going to have a mate that is male! What’s more it was a faggot for badness sake?! I bet that he was already touched by someone else!” When Hades said this, he got even more angrier than before, releasing his pheromones unconsciously that was defining his anger and frustration despite not knowing why the hell was he angry and frustrated for this reason but still, he unconsciously raises his voice more that even someone who was 1 meter and 55 centimetres away from them can hear his voice.

Lena's POV. “He hates me,” I thought to myself. Much like the Alpha did but he was way more direct, and open with it. And it felt threatening. My fault in life was stumbling in to their territory when I had no one to help me. It was silly of him to think I was trying to hide a part of myself from him or… “Goodness,” I sighed, grabbing a jumper suit from a clothes rack. I wasn't myself, not with those eyes of his watching every move I made. He mumbled inaudibly and I could feel his presence darting blades at me even when I wasn't looking.