Papa Hades 소설 & 이야기

Enrique growls. " What is the chaos about?" I gripped the bench tightly as my father walked into the garden. His expressions got annoyed at the sight of Hades but suprisingly, they softened when he saw me. " What is happening here?" he looked back at Enrique. " Hades is a fucking monster." Enrique growled. " Bitch please," Hades rolled his eyes, casually running his fingers through my hair. " Hades, good you're here. I want to talk about something." dad glances towards me and then back at Hades.

I looked down at the snowdrops, lightly touching them as I asked, “And my father, what become of him after I was taken?” Hades turns, his black coat billowing, swishing the bunch of snowdrops aside as he focused his pale gray eyes at me, “Your father have forgotten all about himself – about his wife and you just how all the banished Cupid should be, unlike you. He now serves the first of the banished, just like how Venus had planned, thriving on earth for the sole purpose of pleasing the first of them all. I furrowed my brows in concentration, trying to figure out the meaning of his words.

I whispered to Athena, now being utterly aware of the large room full of people and species I had only read about. “Those are demons. You find them here in the Underworld that serve their King, the father of the baby. “Hades.” My mouth opened to ask another question, but a woman, assuming the mother, Parisa, was standing at the top of a grand staircase decorated with gold, silver with hints of red and black. My hand tightened around Athena as Parisa stood by the intimidating, slightly scary looking King of the Underworld holding a tiny baby.

Please don’t do this! Hades, whose sleep was raw, could hear a loud sound coming from outside his room. With closed eyes and those suppressed voices, Hades felt as if he was dreaming. A bad dream. “Non hai pietà di tuo figlio?” (Don’t you have pity on your son?) “Non è mio ma tuo figlio! Vi odio entrambi! E ti odio di più!” (He is not mine but your son! I hate you both! And I hate you even more!)

“Hades disappeared years ago! He is dead. Do not play with me, boy! You know nothing about what you are talking about!” “My old man, no. Here is where you are, the clueless one. Hades, my older stepbrother, is far from dead. He is far from the drunken spirit walker you all thought him to be. Ah, did I forget to tell you that part? That we share the same father? How silly of me.”

Zeke commented. “Then why don’t I talk to him and see if he would be willing to help? Since I have the powers of a God and Cronus was my ancestor, I should be able to enter Tartarus.” Caleb proposed. “I definitely wouldn’t advise that.” My mother deflected. “Hades has a deep hatred for his father and will likely not be welcoming of you. You have a distinct scent that reminds me of Cronus, which doesn’t make sense considering eons separate your lineage.”

If I didn’t know better, I’d think they were father and son. “So he’s Mordecai's plaything,” I look up at my father. “What does this have to do with anything?” He snatches his phone from me. “It has everything to do with why your brother is still alive. Do I need to spell it out for you?” He doesn’t. It’s clear to me. “My man nearly lost his head getting these pictures,” father says with a heavy sigh. “Mordecai is not a man to be messed with.” Everyone in high society knows that. Mordecai Rhys, famously called Hades. He's the god of the underworld. Elusive, untouchable, and feared. Many influential people seek out his covering and protection, but it’s not something he so easily gives out.

The Grand Inquisitor stuttered out attempting to plea with the magistrate. "HE IS MY SON YOU INCOMPETENT rodent! Release him at once and escort him here," Hades, Dante's father, shouted impatiently. What I didn't realize at the time was that Hades, even though he was considered the 'Devil' and 'Satan', he wasn't anything like all the stories and depictions of him. While Callen and I waited for Dante and the council to hash out their tiff and for Hades to get brough up to speed on everything going on, Callen explained to me through mind-link that Hades was an alpha at one point.

Demeter hushed her sternly, "I have suffered so much to bring you back and now you start talking only about the dead. Did your stay in Tartarus make you go mad? You sound just like the grim spirited goddess who only listens to men swearing oaths and invoking curses in her name." "Mother! Hades is not as fearsome as everyone thinks of her," the young maiden protested, "In fact, she is the least evil in the entire pantheon. Pushing a rock uphill forever, having venom slowly dripping onto one's face for eternity, having a bird eat one's liver alive each day - that was all Father Zeus's doing!" "Enough!" her mother growled in rage. Persephone had never seen her like this. "I will hear no more ta

Despite spending a lot of time in tactical training, enduring harsh weather and the hardest of trainings during his time, General |Hades seemed to compensate for everything when he got older. After the death of his wife which was also Anna’s mum, General Hades had mounted the task of being both the father and the mother; acting as the strong fortress and confidante thereby forging an unbreakable bond between him and his daughters.