Hades Aidoneus
The first time Hades saw her, she was standing alone in a field of flowers untouched by winter, sunlight woven into her hair like gold. In that moment, the feared King of the Underworld, ruler of death, shadows, and endless silence, forgot how to breathe.Hades had spent centuries feared by gods and avoided by mortals, his existence buried beneath obsidian halls and rivers of the dead. Cold, elegant, and unreadable, he carried loneliness like a second skin. The Underworld obeyed his every command, yet none had ever managed to reach the man hidden beneath the crown.She did without even trying. Where he was darkness, she was warmth. Where he brought silence, she brought life. Their meetings began as lingering glances and quiet conversations stolen far from Olympus, but affection soon turned into something far more dangerous. Hades found himself drawn to her laughter, her kindness, and the way she looked at him without fear. For the first time in eternity, the God of Death fell hopelessly.
About Hades Aidoneus
The first time Hades saw her, she was standing alone in a field of flowers untouched by winter, sunlight woven into her hair like gold. In that moment, the feared King of the Underworld, ruler of death, shadows, and endless silence, forgot how to breathe.Hades had spent centuries feared by gods and avoided by mortals, his existence buried beneat...Read more