Writing Prompt

Me: “So, uh…Hades! Y-You’re really him! C-Cool” *Tries to scoot away from him*

Hades: “Of course it’s cool! I’m the god of darkness or death or whatever!” *Pulls me back over to him*

Me: “O-Okay! Nice! Oh, is that really the time? I really need to get going!” *Chuckles awkwardly *

Hades: “Oh, c’mon! Let’s do something fun!” *Pats me on the back as I squeal in terror*

Me: “Uh, o-okay! How abou...

I held my breath as I clicked the button. I sent in some saliva in a glass tube to a company that analyzed your DNA, and finally, the results were in. Hopefully, this website would reveal some insight into who I was and where I came from. I sat on my bed with the little laptop, praying this would reveal something about my blood relatives.

It was hard being adopted. I always stuck out in family p...

She glanced again at her cellphone, frowning. The date was certainly correct, no doubt about that. As for time, there was only twenty-three minutes until then. The place… Well, that’s where things got a little fuzzy.

‘Just go to the oldest building in your current town; don’t worry about trespassing signs, you’ll be fine. Make sure you’re there within five minutes of your assigned time, or you’ll...

The invitation came to you in the beak of a crow. The envelope was heavy and cream and busted in blood red lettering was your name. You open it and outfalls a card and two gold coins. The card says in bright, happy letters:

“You are cordially invited to Hades’ first birthday.”

When you arrive at the party, you are greeted at the door by Eurydice. She smiles shyly and tales your coat. You feel s...

The letter came in the post in sunday. I heavy cream envelope sealed with golden wax. Still hot to the touch.

In it, leaden black script, which read

You are crdially invited to attend a salon hosted by his majesty Hades in the depths of the underworld. The attire is cocktail.

On the day of the salon, a map appears in the post. The map leads to a river, on too of which bobs a boat. You surrend...

A letter arrived this morning, and I already don't want to open the shit. At 6 am, the doorbell rang, which sounded like an exploding bell jar. The noise awakened me from a luxurious sex dream that found me at a tarted-up swinger penthouse on the Upper East Side in NYC. My toes were being sucked by a dreamy chocolate man, complete with a full beard, hulking-prison muscles, and tattoos. As I was ...

He had been expecting it. Guy knew that he would get summoned sooner rather than later. He wasn't disappointed or anxious about it. If anything, he was excited.

Guy was bored. Once you go over the whole shock and awe of it all, Hell was a pretty dull place. It wasn't everything that the hype had been setting up.

True, his circumstances were different than most. Most people got booked on the cru...

Lissa stares at the letter in her hand. This has to be a joke, right? As if Hades actually exists… Whatever! Whoever decided to do this prank did put a lot of effort into it. The envelope is a nice, dark blue color with an almost eerily glowing red wax seal. The writing of the letter is a really nice cursive. Like, founding father kind of cursive! The letters are so loopy that it took multiple min...

Spring time is over

Time to head home

To the burning pit

Of hell

I’ll spend the rest of my days

With him

I’m sorry

External drought...

It _is_ a strange sensation - _fear_.

The physical manifestation of your own mind _screaming_ at you to _run. _The chorus of a million voices in the echoing cavern of your head, warning you of the terrors that lie ahead. The battle against your own body’s unconscious need to turn and flee the existential threat standing before you; or, as I was all too well aware, behind you, too.

As the gates of...