Annabeth Chase/percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Yesha said confidently. Anastasia raised her brow at that. "And how do you say so?" Yesha just shake her head. "Abby, who's your other bestfriend aside from me?" "Thally." She answered. "And who is her future boyfriend?" She emphasizes the word 'future' "Rex." "And who is Rex?" "The crown prince." "I hope that answered your question." Yesha said while smirking. Anastasia just chuckled before nodding in agreement. "Fine. I will come."

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

Peggy Howards continued to dice onions while gazing at Josh Batton. “I'm really fond of you, Josh. You have an even more wonderful personality than your appearance suggests. My daughter is very lucky to have found you. “Annabeth is a kind-hearted person, but she can be a little reckless with her words sometimes. I hope you won’t mind if she says anything to annoy you. Please try to bear with her. “Of course, you can always come to me if there’s anything you can’t handle with her. I can speak to her about it,” she added.

Saying he turned around and disappeared into the house. "What the!?..." She was stunned and then looked down at the book. It says, A R Williams. Scar felt familiar with the name and thought about it for a second and suddenly one realisation hit her as she gasped. "Oh!... Annabeth Rose Williams! The abbreviation of mama's real name!"

She has Penelope for the night so I want to make sure she got to bed okay. "Jamie..."I heard his voice and I immediately felt a shiver through my body. It wasn't the cold that did it... It was seeing him after everything. "Jack..."

She was the headmaid of the packhouse and wife of the late Beta John. "Oh, I'm so glad you're well. When Stuart told me he had met you in the mortal world, I almost didn't believe him,” Annabeth repeated. “Truly, I'm glad to see you again." I shook my head. "You too." Annabeth observed my appearance closely, concern hanging over her. She wore her heart on her sleeve, so I could more or less guess what she was thinking. "I suppose what the Alpha said is true?" "That I’ve been hiding his daughters yet still come back? That's true." I grinned bitterly.

she whispered. My breath caught in my throat, and I found myself gasping for air. Then my head started exploding with those damn images again of that old hag and the two boys. “Just make it stop! Make it stop! MAKE IT STOP!” I hollered. I felt Annabeth’s arms go around me and she held me to her tight. I sobbed into her chest. “I don’t understand any of this Annabeth! Why would you keep this a secret from me? How long have you been one? Who was the one that turned you?”

Zephyrus’ POV I went inside Annabeth’s house, hoping to get some lead on Lena’s whereabouts. Annabeth gestured for me to sit on a couch while she sat opposite. Under the dim light, I saw the bright, highly reflective crystal ball on the table, the size of a grapefruit. I sat down, watching her work on the crystal ball. She lighted two candles on either side of the obsidian crystal ball. With her half-closed eyes, Annabeth placed her hands on the orb, muttering some chants to create a perfect scrying spell.

I asked not even trying to hide my anger "I'm Annabelle" she answered I squinted at my sons "Finding a girl with my name to sleep with" I shrieked "Um, no, this is their niece, Isobellas daughter" Damon told me standing in front of me protecting me from the other witches, or protecting them from me, I didn't know "She lives?" I gasped and whispered, Damon nodded

"Do you know what it's like to have the one thing in your life almost ripped away from you? Do you?!" I eased back, tried to keep my pillow dumping on the down low. I nodded. "Yes. I almost lost Ryker. The man I came in with? We're keeping each other. Forever. He's really smart and important. Maybe we can help you get Annabeth back. Would you like us to try to help you?" Tears gathered in her eyes. "You are going to help me." She shook the syringe as she stood up. Her hand shook. The light glinted off the uncovered steel of the needle, catching my eye.