A Touch of Chaos (Hades x Persephone Saga, #4)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“Hey, Seph,” he said. She smiled back. “Hey, Apollo.” “Rude,” said Hermes. “I didn’t get a greeting.” “Hi, Hermes,” she said, looking back at him. He scoffed. “It doesn’t mean anything if I have to point it out.”

my pookies

“You’ve got this, Seph. You are Queen of the Underworld.” “The one and only,” said Hermes. “That we know of.” Persephone and Apollo glared. “It’s just a joke,” Hermes whined.

“Where is Hades?” she asked.

about that…

“Where is she?” he demanded. “I must confess, I lost track of her,” Theseus said airily, as if he had not been in possession of the thing Hades loved most in this world.

die

Theseus considered their love a weakness, but he would soon discover how wrong he was.

“Just one question,” Hermes said as he drew his blade, a menacing expression on his face. “Do you want them dead or alive?” “Let them choose their fate,” she said. “Either way, they come to me.” Those words trickled down her spine. They were similar to ones Hades had spoken to her the night they’d met. Darling, I win either way.

Hades woke to a sharp and burning sensation in his side. He roared in pain as he tore his eyes open in time to see Theseus remove two fingers from the wound he’d inflicted with Cronos’s scythe. “Good,” Theseus said. “You are awake.”

i actually can’t wait for you to die

“All hail Queen Persephone!” She was not sure who said it, but the souls responded by cheering, and then they knelt, and Persephone found herself at the center of their worship, completely overwhelmed.

It had happened so fast. Zofie had found them, and as soon as she entered the hotel room, Theseus buried a blade in her chest.

:(

“Persephone,” Sybil whispered. The goddess could not place the sound of the oracle’s voice or the expression on her face. Would she say no? She had seemed to lose interest in the position entirely after her experience with Apollo. Sybil took Persephone’s hands in hers, squeezing. “It would be an honor to be your oracle.”

They continued down the path in silence when Hermes gave out a sudden, high-pitched scream. Swiftly, they were surrounded by Amazons, their weapons drawn. Persephone and Hippolyta whirled toward the god only to find his hands balled up beneath his chin and one leg off the ground. Hecate and Ilias stared too. It seemed to take Hermes a moment to realize what he had done, and he offered a sheepish, shy grin. “There was a bug,” he explained. “A big one.”

baby

“Why do you look like that?” he asked. “Like what?” Hermes looked down at himself. “Like a cherub, Hermes.” The god shrugged. “Perhaps you should ask yourself that question. You’re the one hallucinating.”

“Her name is Ariadne,” he said. “Ariadne Alexiou.”

poooookieeeeeee

He preferred fucking Helen over the others in his rotation. She did not get attached or sentimental. She wanted what he wanted—a transaction that left them both satisfied—but if she fought? Oh, if she fought, she would be the perfect vessel—the perfect fuck.

nasty nasty horrible man

Finally, she heard a satisfying snap, and his hands were free and then she was in his arms and nothing else mattered. He held her so tight, her ribs ached, but she didn’t care. She clung to him, her arms locked around him, and with her head buried in the crook of his neck, she sobbed.

“Oh fuck,” Hades said. “Not again.” “What do you mean not again?” Persephone demanded.

lol

Theseus gathered Helen’s hair into his hands as she knelt on the plush carpet of the hotel room.

enough

“Shut up!” Hecate snapped as she embraced him, and though her actions surprised him, he hugged her back. “You’re an idiot,” she said with her face buried in his chest. He smiled softly. “I missed you too, Hecate.”

🥹

“Hecate is right. You do need to shave.” “You don’t like it?” he asked. “I was thinking about keeping it.” “Hades.” She was not amused.

“I can’t believe you kept this from me just so you could have sex!” He didn’t see the problem. It wasn’t his dick that was injured.

sir

“She needs you well and as whole as you can be—to lean on in grief but also in guilt.”

Hades woke to Persephone’s kiss. He groaned and pressed one hand into her back. The other sought her breast, first through her robe and then sliding beneath it. He twisted her nipple between his fingers, pleased with her breathless groan.

what happened to no sex for now

“I’m sorry, Hades. I shouldn’t—I didn’t mean—” “Never apologize for that,” he said.

mhm

“Sit on my face,” he said.

amen

She came with a sharp cry, her thighs pressing in on either side of his head. It was all he needed to release the pressure that had been building inside him. His orgasm tore through him, twisting every part of his body.

untouched, just from going down on her. yeah he’s crazy

“I think he has your nose,” Dionysus called after her. She paused, and when she turned to look at him, he added, “And your eyes.” “You can’t know that,” she said. “He’s just a baby.” “I would know your eyes anywhere,” he said.

k so

“Thank you, Dionysus,” she said. “You don’t know how much this means to me.”

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he said. A small smile curved her lips, and she leaned forward, her mouth moving over his as she teased. “And you didn’t want me.” “I always want you,” he said. “Even when you don’t want me.”

“Can I stay? Just…for a little while.” Her question sent a thrill through him, though he thought it was odd that she was so bold when it came to sex, but in this, she seemed shy. “Of course,” he said.

pookies

Hermes straightened and popped another piece of popcorn into his mouth. “And I couldn’t sleep because I couldn’t stop wondering—what is she riding if she isn’t on his cock?” “My face, Hermes,” Hades said. “She was riding my face.” “Oh my gods,” Persephone whispered.

lmao?

“I’ll protect you,” Hades said. Hermes’s lips parted. “I’ve waited my whole life to hear those words,” he said, shivering.

lmao

“What the fuck is a girdle, and why does it sound ugly?” Hermes asked. “Think of it as a corset,” Persephone said. “Hmm,” the god said. “I am intrigued. Give it to me.”

it does sound ugly

Hades reached into the bowl and took some. He held Hermes’s gaze as he popped it into his mouth. The popcorn was buttery and melted on his tongue. “Hmm, not bad,” he said, then licked his fingers. Hermes looked a little dazed, and he swallowed. “Now you’re just being mean,” he said.

crazy

“When I chose you, I chose everything, Hades—your people, your realm, your enemies,” she said. “The only thing I fear is not having you at my side.”

It seemed ridiculous to say, but she found this version of Hades incredibly attractive.

“She thinks you’re hot, you idiot,” said Hermes as he approached. “For someone who gets laid so often, you are really fucking oblivious.”

“Why are you wearing a fanny pack?” Persephone asked, noticing the small pouch hanging low on his waist. “It’s for my snacks,” he said. They both stared.

you guys don’t get him like i do

Hades didn’t even try. He just laughed, a deep sound that made her stomach flutter as she realized how much she had missed

He took a few steps and then came toward her at a run, thrusting Hades’s bident at her only to drop it and his shield as a branch from his elm stabbed through his back and out of his chest.

ate

“Hades,” she whispered. “Please.” When he didn’t move, she chose anger. “You said you wouldn’t leave my side. You swore an oath.” And then she begged, burying her face in the crook of his neck. “Please, I will do anything. Just don’t leave me.”

“You asked me what I would fight for on the battlefield,” he said. “It is this. It is to have you look at me with these eyes. You worship me with these eyes.” A smile curved Persephone’s lips. “You are a romantic, my king,” she said. “I am in love,” he said. “There is a difference.”

“I missed this,” Persephone said, and Hades noticed that her eyes were welling with tears as she brought her hands up to cover her face. Hades frowned and bent to kiss her fingers. “You do not have to hide from me,” he said. “I want all of you, even your pain.”

THESEUS

no

Because I’d like to fall in love with you,

WIFE AND SON ABDUCTED FROM HOSPITAL.

oh boy

He crumpled to reveal Ariadne.

girl

“Unless you want to hear another monologue about the faults of our hospitality and how loud you moan when I fuck you, then I suggest waiting until the last possible second to summon the God of Glitter.” Persephone arched her brow. “As I recall, his monologue included an impression of you, not me.” “That was before our most recent interlude,” he said.

“What the fuck, Hades,” he snapped. “A gentle shake would have sufficed.” “I am not interested in being gentle with you.” “Oh, come on,” he groaned. “Now you’re just fucking with me.” “I am not fucking with you.” “Yes, you are,” he hissed. “Don’t you know how sexual that sounds?” “No,” Hades said. “Liar,” Hermes said and then collapsed to the bed. “I am assuming you are not here to ravish me, so what do you want? I was sleeping so well.”

i think they should fuck once. as a treat.

“Fine, I’ll summon Ilias and Apollo, but can you at least teleport me? I have no interest in trekking across the Underworld again.” “Of course,” Hades said, his magic rising to meet the god’s demand. “Wait! Let me get dress—” But before Hermes could finish speaking, he vanished.

lmao

He had not expected Ilias to seem so…relieved by his return. It made his chest feel tight.