james woods hades

Synopsis: Yang Chen, the inheritor of the divine throne of Hades, was separated from his family at a young age and sold to a foreign assassin organization. Enduring the darkest of worlds, he eventually returned to his homeland incognito. Intending to live a low-profile life as a street vendor selling lamb skewers, fate took an unexpected turn when he married a well-known local corporate CEO. Hoping for a quiet existence, he found himself drawn into the role of a guardian knight due to the presence of beautiful women from various walks of life. As he navigates through these connections, his past experiences and former comrades resurface. Inadvertently, he delves into the world of cultivation in China and uncovers the essence of this world.

Neo transmigrated into world of a novel and became a side character. Here, strength and status were determined by one's god parent and their bloodline. Neo despaired, knowing a side character like him would have a weak bloodline until.... [Your bloodline has been awakened successfully] [Bloodline: Monarch of Death] He gained the bloodline of the strongest god: Hades, the God of Death who ruled over Underworld and Afterlife! His bloodline gave him the power to control Death itself! There was just one 'tiny' problem that Neo had yet to realize. ... Join Discord for character arts and talk with the author. https://discord.gg/eyKkrRqMMW

Disclaimer: This isn't my work. I'm re uploading this with some fixed grammar. Also this doesn't have an ending as I don't even know how to check for the raws and can't translate it anyway. Figured I might as well share it with people if I'm going to reread it anyways. It's not going to be perfect as some of the words have 2~3 meanings. There is some artwork that was done by someone? It was never mentioned by who. If you would like to see them this is the "original" that I'm doing the grammar fixes for. Most of the art work is for the Underworld Fighters, I think there was some done for other things wayyyy later. https://www.reader-hub.com/novel/i-pluto-hades Currently doing 10 chapters a day sometimes more, really just depends on how much I want to read that day. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- A teenager crossed over to become Hades, the newborn Pluto. However, the embarrassing truth is that he finds himself in the belly of Cronus. Is he waiting for Zeus to rescue him, just like in the myths? But the moment he broke through the blockade, the myth had already changed. With the divine sword in hand, surrounded by magic stars. The gods followed suit, while the witch knelt in reverence, and the underworld warriors swept away all obstacles. "God King? It's just the position of an ant. All I desire is to command eternal darkness and endless death." These words echoed from Hades, who transcended endless dimensions and spanned the eternal universe.

The story revolves around Stony Hill's resident genius, James Taylor as he enters his senior year of high school. He decided that he just wishes to finish his year without drama but that gets thrown out the window when he is assigned lab partners with his ex-girlfriend, Sophia Vanderbilt. One thing led to another and they kiss despite her having a boyfriend. Now his drama-free year is nothing more than a distant memory as secret affairs and past feelings make their way to the light of day.

WPC: MYTHOLOGY ENTRY Synopsis: Revisit the peak of the Olympian lore.... An eighty year old scholar who has been a fan of Greek mythology since childhood finds himself reborn as the titular ruler of the underworld, the death god Hades after a tragic death. But the gods of Olympus are very much different from what the stories say. He will have to navigate through his new life as a god and prevent a coming calamity... All while not getting caught... How does it feel to be a god in Olympus? A tale into the heart of myths. NEW UPDATE: 1 MAGIC CASTLE = 5 CHAPTERS MASS RELEASE

A horror fantasy story that follows the journey of a young woman named Elena, who ventures into a dark and foreboding forest to seek out the infamous Baba Yaga, a witch of great power and terror. Elena is desperate to find a cure for her ailing sister, and believes that only the Baba Yaga can provide the magic needed to heal her. As Elena makes her way through the twisted and tangled woods, she encounters a variety of supernatural creatures and obstacles that test her courage and determination. She is aided by a mysterious guide, who seems to know more about the Baba Yaga than he is willing to reveal. When Elena finally arrives at the Baba Yaga's chicken-legged hut, she finds herself face-to-face with the witch herself, who demands a high price for her services. Elena must navigate a dangerous game of wits and bargaining in order to secure the help she needs, but the Baba Yaga's motives and intentions remain shrouded in mystery. As Elena delves deeper into the world of magic and the supernatural, she realizes that the Baba Yaga is not the only threat lurking in the woods. Dark forces are gathering, and Elena must use all her cunning and bravery to survive the challenges ahead. In the end, Elena must make a choice that will determine the fate of herself and her sister, as well as the very fabric of the world itself. Will she be able to outwit the Baba Yaga and emerge victorious, or will she fall prey to the dark powers that seek to consume her?

A young goddess gets reincarnated to a lowly wolf. In order to become one with her true self, she has to go through the battles of he'll under the reign of King Vincent Hades, Ruler of the underworld. Love awaits but torture, betrayal and despair also await. REWRITING

COMPLETED Dimitri Santoris is the heir of one of the oldest and strongest mafia clans in the country. He was described as a very cold-hearted, cruel, and manipulative person. The only thing that makes him happy is torturing evil people for their wrongdoings, having their pitiful lives in his mercy, but one can say that he is doing the world a favor by getting rid of these unsightly characters. Nobody could move his unfeeling heart until an unexpected encounter with Aurora. His attraction was just as strong as a moth, getting attracted to a flame. Aurora is a beautiful, intelligent, and practical person. Being betrayed by her best friend had been a blessing and a curse. When they cross paths again, will the flame be as strong as when they met, or will the pain of her past stop her from finding happiness? Will the king of the underworld, Hades, have his bride? And as the truth of their origins come out will their relationship be threatened or will they be strong enough to survive? Can true love conquer anything? Aiden Cooper, the friendliest and most approachable Aristocratic heir, is handsome, smart, kind, and humorous. His gentle behavior and charming nature make him very favorable among women. But he has his eyes set on the coldest of women, Ice Queen Sophia. Sophia Collins lost her parents at a very young age, was mistreated by her relatives, and betrayed by the one person she thought she could trust, her fiancé. Life had never been easy for her, but she strived to get to the top, and now she is the CEO of the popular Bellezza cosmetics. She is a workaholic and had focused on her career but getting closer to this woman with unparalleled beauty was harder than breaking into a bank. Meeting Aiden Cooper gave her the most disconcerting feeling since she’s sworn off love. Declaring his undying devotion, following her like a lovesick fool made her feel things she had buried deep within her icy exterior. Will Aiden’s antics thaw this Ice Queen’s heart? Will knowing his true identity stop her from falling in love, or will she embrace his darker side? Aristocratic series: Book 1 - Bound To Him [completed] Book 2 - Bride Of Hades [completed] Book 3 - Bewitched His Soul [completed] Each book can be read as stand alone. Note- Follow me on Instagram @ starysky96

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

In einer Welt, in der Lykaner und Werwölfe eingeschworene Feinde sind, ist Eve Valmont ein Werwolf, der durch eine Prophezeiung verflucht und reingelegt wurde. Von ihrem eigenen Rudel verraten und jahrelang gefangen gehalten, nimmt ihr Schicksal eine noch dunklere Wendung, als sie dem Lykanerkönig Hades Stavros angeboten wird - einem Herrscher, der für seine rücksichtslosen Eroberungen und tödlichen Fähigkeiten gefürchtet ist. Gebunden durch eine uralte Prophezeiung und verfolgt von den Geistern ihrer Vergangenheit, ist Eve nun der Gnade desjenigen Wesens ausgeliefert, das sie am meisten hassen und fürchten sollte - der Hand des Todes selbst. Hades, ein König, der aus Blut und dem Verfall seiner eigenen Seele geschnitzt ist, ist entschlossen, das Gemetzel an seiner Familie zu rächen und sein Volk von den Werwölfen zu befreien. Er glaubt, dass Eve der Schlüssel zu seinem Sieg ist. Für ihn ist sie nichts weiter als eine von der Prophezeiung vorhergesagte Waffe, ein Werkzeug, mit dem er die gegnerischen Kräfte, die sein Rudel bedrohen, vernichten wird. Und doch ertappt er sich dabei, dass er sich nach dieser mächtigen, aber gebrochenen Frau sehnt. Er fragt sich, ob sie wirklich seine Waffe ist oder diejenige, die dazu bestimmt ist, seine sorgfältig ausgearbeiteten Pläne zu durchkreuzen. *** Er pirschte sich an mich heran, wie ein Raubtier, das sich seiner Beute nähert, seine Augen dunkel und unleserlich. "Du lachst also?" Seine Stimme war leise, gefährlich sanft, so dass sich die Haare in meinem Nacken aufstellten. Ich schluckte schwer und merkte plötzlich, wie schwer es mir fiel, zu atmen. "Hades, ich..." "Aber du lachst doch nur über die Witze anderer Männer", unterbrach er mich, sein Blick war durchdringend und frei von jeglichem Humor. "Nicht über die deines Mannes." Die Anschuldigung in seinem Tonfall war scharf und zerschnitt die Luft zwischen uns. Ein nervöses Glucksen entwich mir. "Das kann nicht dein Ernst sein... Er ist dein Beta, um Himmels willen." In einem Augenblick schloss er den Abstand zwischen uns, so schnell, dass mir der Atem stockte. Seine Hände umfassten meine Taille, zogen mich an seinen Körper, und seine Hitze ließ meine Haut kribbeln. Ich keuchte, doch bevor ich ein Wort sagen konnte, stürzten sich seine Lippen auf meine und beanspruchten meinen Mund mit einer Kraft, die Schockwellen durch mich sandte. Der Kuss war strafend, hungrig - ich konnte nicht atmen, konnte nicht denken. Als er sich schließlich zurückzog, zitterte ich, und mein Brustkorb hob sich, als ich darum rang, wieder zu Atem zu kommen. Seine Augen, dunkel und stürmisch, suchten meine mit einer besitzergreifenden Intensität. "Du kannst nicht über meine Witze lachen...", flüsterte er, seine Stimme war gefährlich rau, während seine Finger tiefer wanderten und mir einen Schauer über den Rücken jagten, "aber du wirst mit meinen Fingern kommen." Ich erschauderte, und in meinem Bauch sammelte sich Hitze bei seinen Worten, seiner Berührung. Die Welt um uns herum verschwamm, löste sich in Nichts auf, als seine Hand tiefer glitt und mir ein unkontrolliertes Keuchen entlockte. Der Blick in seinen Augen verriet mir, dass er genau wusste, was er mit mir tat, und die ursprüngliche Verbindung zwischen uns war in diesem Moment nicht zu leugnen. "Ich brauche dein Lachen nicht", murmelte er gegen meine Haut, sein Atem heiß an meinem Hals. "Ich will stattdessen jeden anderen Teil von dir haben." **** Dunkle Fantasy-Romantik Moralisches Grau ML Angst Spannung Von Feinden zu Liebenden Smut (wie Streusel auf deinem Eis)