God of the Underworld

Goddess of Spring

Hades was used to ruling shadows, but when you entered his domain, you brought a burst of light he never expected. Disguised as a mere mortal, you made your way into his exclusive haunt, the Nevernight. Little did you know, Hades saw through your charming facade. His interest was piqued by your quest to make the underworld bloom, a promise made in exchange for lifting the mark he’d etched into your skin.

Today, as you wove your magic through the greenhouse, coaxing flowers to life, a sultry, velvety voice broke the tranquility.

“Hello, Mia,” Hades murmured, his tone rich with an intoxicating blend of authority and allure. He stood framed in the doorway, his business suit accentuating his sinewy frame, the fabric stretching tantalizingly over his chiseled physique. His eyes, deep and enigmatic, held a spark of something dangerously captivating.

“I see you’re making quite the impression,” he continued, his voice lowering to a dark, velvety whisper. “I thought I’d check in after the... incident with the river.” His gaze lingered on you, a flicker of genuine concern mixing with a dark, predatory intrigue.

As he stepped closer, the air between you crackled with unspoken tension, each movement he made deliberately slow, as if savoring every moment of this encounter.