*word of advice, if poorly written books annoy you don't read. If you do you better not complain in my comments lol* Never steal from kings. Especially the king of demons. She hadn't expected her young brothers to steal, she hadn't thought of that scenario or what she would do. So she does what she does best, put those who she loves the most above herself. "I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you!" He bellowed in my face. I took the mask off, "I just need you out of my fucking system." He says as he stalks closer to me. Our chests press together, I look at him coldly. Tears stingy my eyes and my throat tight. "Do what you have to do, my king." He rips the necklace right off my neck.

"You're...Hades. The King of the Underworld." Alina Knight is an upcoming ballet soloist with the American Ballet Theatre. Her only focus is ballet and persevering through the extreme mental and physical tolls ballet has. After her big debut as ABT's new rookie of the season, she meets a dark, handsome man. She has an unnerving, alluring feeling when they lock eyes, almost like he can see through her... right to her soul. Nerves and emotional walls at full capacity, she is still swept up in a storm of emotion she cannot comprehend and cannot resist. Soon, her world turns upside down as she uncovers more and more of the mysterious man's identity, to find the lonely and alluring god, Hades. Will Alina run in fear of her emotions towards this menacing, handsome diety? Or will she see past the dark exterior, to the complex and broken man underneath? #1 in #apollo #4 in #romance #1 in #hades

My name. Well that's classified Know My history. Expect to die Disrespect me. The pain will thrive. After years of torture and abuse my heart went black After years of being a lab rat and experimented on my soul started to rot. But my life changed when I began to live my life out side the packs territory when I was rejected by the man who was supposed to save me from it all. I am the queen of spades The best assassin! And I'm back for revenge. * ALL RIGHTS RESERVED* This book contains SWEARING & SEXUAL ACTIVITIES as well as MATURE SCENES So Read at you own risk and don't complain because I have warned you!👿👿 GUYS PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY STORY IT IS MINE AND I WILL SUE YOUR ASSES IF YOU DO Thanks for reading hope you enjoy 😊😊😊

"Who will we send after the little witch?" The room went silent as one of them stood up from her throne, pacing forward. Her skirts flowed over the marble floors as silently as a whisper. Every eye was drawn to her. "I will go after her and make her my slave." She revealed flawless white teeth in a playful smile. "It will be fun. Like a game." The other Gods relaxed, confident that Alice Cunningham didn't stand a chance. After all, no one could resist Aphrodite.

Based off the original Greek myth: Hades pushes me up against the wall. His breath fanning over my neck as I push against his chest. "Don't pretend Persephone." He mumbles pressing his lips to my neck. "You have feelings for me, I can see it." He continues to assault my neck trailing kisses lower. "Your mother or Apollo can't take you away," He says in between kisses. Hades makes his way back to my jawline. "Because despite what you say you don't want to leave." His blue eyes stare into mine. His lips come crashing down on mine: my first kiss.

~"You don't know me." I snap. "Sure, I don't. We've only spent more than half of our lives together. But I don't know you. Like at all, I don't." He says sarcastically, making me stand up from my chair and stand in front of him with crossed arms. He keeps seated on my bed, looking just as angry as myself. I study his face for a really short second and internally groan. Puberty did really hit him good. ~ · Why would Hades think that after two years of not seeing Emma and not answering her calls, she would still be the same? How could he expect her to still be that weak little girl that depended on him? No, Emma has changed into somebody he has yet to discover. Two years ago, these two had their biggest fight. Best friends should get over it and move on, right? But what if there was no way they could talk it out, due to an unpleasant misunderstanding? Two years of not hearing shit from each other. Two years of being separated...and that after a bad argument. Both too stubborn to talk about it. But wouldn't it be so easy to finally sit down and talk? Even after what they did at Julie's first party of the new school year? I mean, they could still act like it didn't happen, since they have both been drunk. Yet they remember and decide it would be best to just avoid each other. Well, they seem to do a really bad job.

Bowen was a lonely girl who filled her days by running down rural country roads. But that quickly changed when she discovered a decomposing body in an old shack. But, somehow, he wasn't dead. In fact, he was getting better, his fatal wounds healing themselves from beyond the grave. And from the moment he opened his eyes Bowen was dragged into a terrifying world she never could have imagined. *Completed* This is a FIRST DRAFT of my novel, of which the final version is available on Kindle and free on Kindle Unlimited. Cover by @_PaintingDaisies_

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones, the caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold, and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn ♡ Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇ #1 - Mythology, #3 - in fantasy, #4 - Humor

The oracle gripped her hair and slowly tore it open through its tangles. Her clouded eyes met Zeus's lightening blue ones. She spoke In a rattled voice, "I've foreseen a future with the coming of not a god, but a new Titan hidden from the mortal and god's eyes. Preserved since the beginning, older than time. The Titan resides unawakened In a floating island of ice, touching the surface of the ocean. A frozen cavern of turns and daggers." Her voice carried through the room, slowly meeting Zeus. Zeus sat at his throne unbothered but thinking. He raked through his mind if the prophecy was even possible. Of course it was worth considering, but he still felt doubt over such a bold statement, a bold prophecy. Zeus sighed, annoyed by the vagueness of the oracle. One of the many things that irritated Zeus was vagueness. He didn't understand why Oracles couldn't just be straight forward and speak their truth without any riddles. "Is this being awakened yet?" Asked Zeus. The oracle didn't speak, she simply stood still unmoving. Apollo swallowed hard and stepped forward, ready to answer his father. "Father, the oracle speaks in a way that implies the being hasn't woken yet." He explained, his eyes searching his father's for a sign of reassurance. "But I assume it's close to awakening." Added Zeus. Zeus took a deep sigh, unable to come up with a conclusion as to wether the oracle spoke truths or riddled words with different meanings. Zeus honestly couldn't be bothered, a large part of him rejected the idea of a new unawakened Titan still around, a Titan of his father's generation to say the least. "It sounds like an issue for Poseidon." Groaned Zeus.

1st Place in the Percy Jackson Wattys 2018 * '"So it's settled then." Zeus said, "In order to solidify our truce with Nyx Apollo will marry Nyx's demigod daughter Ariadne."' * Ariadne lived in hell. Not the figurative type of hell-she really lived in hell. She was born and raised in Tartarus, the home of monsters, by her godly mother Nyx. She never knew anything about her father other than the fact that he was a son of Athena, and he was dead. Ariadne always dreamed of the world. She had lived her life in darkness, never seeing the light of day. That is until she turned sixteen, and her mother made a deal with the Olympians. Nyx would side with them against Kronos if Ariadne married Apollo. Unable to see her mother's real motives behind the deal, Ariadne jumps at the chance to leave hell, and get away from her mother. But Olympus is in the middle of a war, and Ariadne had never been one to sit out of a fight. If the war wasn't enough, Ariadne finds herself falling in love with the last person she ever expected to fall for. She fell head over heels for Apollo. * Disclaimer: This story is based around the Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus and Trials of Apollo books. All rights go to Rick Riordan. All characters from the original Rick Riordan books belong to Rick Riordan. Characters such as Ariadne belong to me. The image from the cover is from a promotional shot for the TV shown Reign, but all of the edits to the original photo belong to me.