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The Touch of Hades

The Touch of Hades

Ty_sonm

Fantasy Romance

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Synopsis

[Mature Content]


Aurora opened her mouth to say something but only a shaky breath left her lips. Sure she knew she had a sad life, the worse actually. But did fate really have to pair her… With HADES?!

Standing before her was the god of death and the underworld. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades’ beauty. The god seated before her was not an old man with a white beard that reached his foot, he was the true definition of glamour.

“Well, you beat my expectations. I expected a slim figured sad child.” Hades spoke, his voice sending tingles down Aurora's spine.

“And I expected an old man with wonky tooth holding a stick to support his remaining lifeline.”

Hades opened his mouth to say something about her outburst, while Aurora mentally faced Palmed herself wishing she hadn't said that to the god of the underworld.

She stared at him expecting him to cast her into the darkest hell cell as punishment, but his lips only pulled up a grin.

“Well, well… I guess I had expected little from my human mate.”


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LITTLE SPOILER ALERT AS YOU CONTINUE READING

I'm going to drop a few hints. Maybe it will help maybe it won't.

1. Before Aurora met Hades she didn't give a fuck about anyone.
2. She did (started caring ) when she met Hades and it made her look somewhat ‘cliche’ wanting his attention and whatnot.
3. Apparently, it was a way to tame her. The bond.
4. She recollects herself but in Hades enemy's hands.
5. There happens to be a ‘Reverse Harem’

Hope this helps when you start reading.

Top Reviews

Ha_Nnah

Ha_Nnah

9mth
🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 I love this new story. The world background is superb. Not the usual
ToshiroOne

ToshiroOne

Status: c4 9mth
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Peter_Pan_7574

Peter_Pan_7574

Status: c29 8mth
In my own quest to understand Aurora's story, I gradually realized that I would have to learn the game it centers on (the world background, being in the character's shoes). And that has led me into a second obsession, much more problematic: | have fallen passionately in love with this story. Definitely, there are some errors but in the manner the writer articulates her words, you'd barely notice. I also noticed some necessary details aren't told at first... But I won't rate it less. Ty_sonm is an amazing author with a wild imagination. So as you journey your way through into this new world you have decided to enter, new life you have decided to live... Even though it will last for some chapters, i hope we enjoy it till the very last. 🍻

Chapter 1: Unpacking

Done finally!

I groaned before collapsing on my couch. Packing and unpacking have never been my forte. I absolutely dreaded packing and I detested unpacking more. But I had to do it, every single time that I do that inhumane thing, I always have to change my location coupled with the fact my best friend Madison, would be coming soon to check out my new place. I have to at least look nice on the first day she'd be visiting.

I turned over to my right and found my phone lying on the bed. In my attempt to fetch it, when my hand grazed something, removing the cold leathered gloves I had on… that I have always worn after that night, till this very day.

I shrieked in fright.

'Don't panic' I tell myself even when I know, my panic was already building up.

'Don't panic!' I tell myself again in fright, afraid of what I might do. I just got here so I can't mess this place up again. And I don't exactly have the digits in my account to squander moving from one house to the other.

I hissed when I felt my palm starting to itch. I know that feeling, I need to touch something.

I carefully reached out for the glove with my other hand, and carefully started to slide my hand into it.

"Girl! This place is huge!" I heard someone call from downstairs as they started to make their way upstairs. The voice had made me panic so I accidentally let go of the glove which was now on the floor.

"This has got to be your room!" The feminine voice called. I could hear it more vividly which could only mean she was already at my door. As she inched closer into my room, I battled with using my other hand to put the glove back on, while the other, which was gloveless, fought the urge to touch something.

Immediately the door opened, I successfully dragged the glove down my palm. And I turned to face a blonde girl who was smiling from ear to ear.

"Hi, Madison." I smiled awkwardly. Luckily she didn't notice anything weird, instead she just rushed in and started giving herself a tour around my room.

'Sure, Madi. You can totally come in…' I muttered sarcastically.

Madi has always been an enthusiast, little things excite her. While I've been the opposite, unbothered and have little to no interest in stuff. We were very different in every possible way, but we were alike in situations that lead from our upbringing to our adult years.

Madi and I are orphans that were lucky enough to earn a scholarship and were the very best in our set. During high school, a wealthy family found favor in my eyes so they took me in, and gave me the life I now have and that was sort of how I met Madi, in college. We had similar predicaments.

She is everything I am not, and I am everything she can never be. Let's start with socializing.

A good instance to begin with, she assumes that being friends with your polar opposite should be fun.

Madi suddenly got bored of going through my stuff. I was pretty sure they were exactly what she expected I owned, but she was curious nevertheless and she knew now was a good time to go through my things, because I'd never let her do so on a normal day.

Madi stopped poking around and finally sat down next to me.

"Your house is foresees! There's nothing exciting to see here" She turns to me and held me on my shoulder

"Space…" I reminded her and she quickly backed off.

'Geez' she mutters as she inched away. "I wonder how you are going to get a husband when you don't even like being touched."

"I won't." I affirmed nonchalantly.

Madison opened her mouth to say something but she held back momentarily.

"Don't say that. You know how the universe works don't you, you only attract what you deny."

I looked up to the heavens and said out loud. "I very much am against matrimony, Lord!."

Madison stared at me in shock before shaking herself up with a laugh. "God, you are so dramatic."

She got up from the bed and came to squat in front of me.

"I have a strong feeling this chapter of your life and mine is about to get interesting, we should celebrate!"

"Sure." I mumbled "Let me check what I have in my refrigerator…" I let out. As I attempted to stand up, I felt Madison try to push me back down which made me jerk back down on the bed, stopping her from touching me. Not that it would do any harm, the harm usually comes when I do the touching. But I can't take any chances.

"Chil, hear me out. I want us to attend this small gathering… Well it's a party at the downside club… A small one with not a lot of people"

"No, Madison." I immediately declined.

"Chill man, you didn't even hear me out."

"I don't have to."

"Can you listen, what are you so afraid of? I know you don't like socializing or people in general but you can at least just come with me. You never want to go out. It makes me feel like you are hiding something, keeping something from me. What are you so afraid of?" Madison questioned. She stared deeply into my eyes and I hate it when she does it. Because I have to look away, and when I do… She'd know I am indeed keeping a secret.

"Madi…" I groaned

"Please just this once… And for an hour please."

"It's not about going out with you. It's about me. How uncomfortable it makes me and how bad stuff always happens whenever I try to socialize."

"Well not all the time…"

"Oh Madi, you know I hate it when you do that. It is either I happen to be in a very disrespectful situation; like the time we went for your cousin's surprise engagement to his soon to be wife. I tagged along because I know your cousin and while proposing, he stumbled and fell letting go of the ring. And while I was clinking glasses with you, the ring dropped on my finger. Not just any, my fourth finger. I knew the humiliation I faced. I'm still annoyed about that. To make things worse your cousin thought that was the work of fate. He obsessed over me for quite some time, you know this. I can go on and on, in similar situations like that one. If it's not that then I will surely find myself in a different or more tedious situation. With my rotten luck it would be one of my favorite scenarios where someone tries to make me feel inferior to them and you know I don't back down from an argument. I end up telling the fuckers; 'well I understand, not everyone is open-minded like me' and then shocker! they hate me. I am a spiteful soul I can't be doing-"

"Okay- okay… I get it. It's fine. I just wanted to go out with my friend for one night. But I understand… I really do." Madi says and then stands up from where she was squatting, and then moved away from where I was.

I scratched my forehead with my index and middle finger, with both hands. I always do it when I am tensed.

"I'll go get the drinks." Madi suddenly spoke wearing a fake smile as she starts to make her way towards the door.

"Even if I wanted to tag along, I don't have outfits for clubbing." I spoke up.

Madison suddenly turns to me, looking really happy, her humorous eyes glittered as they stare at me. Realizing she was maybe being too much, she cleared her throat and said, regain her carefree posture.

"Well, I brought something… So uhm if you still insist on going even when I said it's okay if you don't want to, sure we can do that."

"Get out of here, dummy" I cracked up and she started to weasel her way out shouting 'I'm going to get my bag!' as she runs to the living room.