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The Touch of Hades

[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.” AN-:) IF YOU WANT TO REACH OUT TO THE AUTHOR OR TALK ABOUT THE BOOK (give ideas and whatnot) HERE’S MY DISCORD SERVER NAME ryia6993 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.

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*Aurora's Pov*

"Atchew!" I sneezed waking up from my slumber. Has it all been a dream? I wondered as I sat up. I looked around and realized my environment was no longer plain white. Several things now littered the places. Things like; Portraits, a desk wooden stool, a mirror, and the bed that I sat on. And more importantly, I was no longer sitting on Thanatos' palm. Neither was I in the unhealthy cell I had found myself in. It appears to me that he had a change of heart. He had dropped me down and probably went to attend to his business.

I sat up, trying to remember all that had taken place. Was it a dream? I wondered yet again. It couldn't be. Because right now, I could feel someone at the back of my head. Just watching... The feeling was almost scary, having someone just sit there and not say anything to you - just observing you keenly.