Annabeth Cheats On Percy Novels & Stories

As long as he is reminded to take it on time every day, there is no need for him to receive acupuncture and intimate contact like before. So the two of them maintained a marriage of convenience, when in reality their relationship had already reached freezing point. Kendrick did not react to this, as if everything was the same as before. But what made Annabelle depressed was that, since the day of the confession, he seemed to no longer hide his sly nature. Once, Annabelle had just stepped out of the door and was about to go to the second-floor pantry to get some water to drink. As soon as she turned around, she saw Kendrick standing behind her half-naked, which scared her so much that she alm

Just like this fragile little dream I had let myself believe in. My phone rang again. Thaddeus. I sighed and picked up. “What do you want?” I snapped. His voice was smooth, amused. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Anabelle.” “I already told you, I don’t have any more information.” Thaddeus chuckled. “I might just tell Bruno about your secret little hotel date with Gerrard.” My stomach dropped. I sat up fast. No. No, no, no. “What?” My voice was barely above a whisper.

Still, her hands betrayed her—curling into fists at her side. “Poor guy,” Abigail went on, feigning pity with a dramatic pout. “He loved you like a mad dog, couldn’t get enough of you… and what did you do? Slept with Richard Barton, then bolted the very next morning. Real classy move.” She pulled out her phone, tapping the screen before holding it up just inches from Annabelle’s face, her voice dropping into a taunting whisper. “Tell me, Annie… what do you think will happen if Brian shows up right here, in front of Richard? Should I make the call?”

Perceval as he watched this display kept a sharp eye for anything suspicious in case he needed to take action, meanwhile he observed the reactions of everyone else in the room discretely from the corner of his eyes. Even he wanted the prince to stay away from Anberine who already looked like she wanted nothing more than to run given her expression. However to his dismay, Percival could not do anything without sparking a reaction from the potion influenced prince. Unable to say or move Anberine had stopped making noises altogether by shutting her mouth. The near shaky girl eyed him with fearful eyes thanks to the night before. The last thing she needed was a repeat performance and in front of

“It seems that you have lost your mind. I can't believe that you don't even have any remorse in you. I regret ever calling you my mother. And you should know that the sins you are paying for right now are not enough. You will also pay for what you did to Annabelle.” “Annabelle deceived you too. She pretended to be Elizabeth. She lied to you and used you. She took everything away from us. Are you going to forgive her?” Evelyn cuts in. She heard what happened to the Presleys. They have lost everything now. Annabelle took everything away from them. She will make that bitch pay for ruining their lives. She will leave this place and she will destroy Annabelle and take back everything that she too

She yanked her hand free from Elizabeth's grip and stepped back, maintaining a mocking distance. "You can't hold me down for too long," she whispered with a wicked glint in her eye. "You promised never to come back if I fulfilled your last request! You're clearly just like your mom, a gold-digging attention seeker!" Elizabeth said, intentionally trying to trigger her. Annabeth burst into laughter as she stepped further away from her. "Emotional blackmail? You can't beat me at what I do best." She taunted, her voice dripping with confidence. "I'm back for good, Sister," Annabeth declared as she picked up her bag and headed towards the door. She intentionally brushed her shoulder against Eliza

Agnes is an Omega and an orphan who’s been quietly crushing on her best friend’s dad for years. She keeps it buried deep, because her best friend is the one person who’s ever treated her like more than just an Omega. And Agnes refuses to risk that by crossing a line. When her best friend invites her to stay with her and her dad for a vacation, the proximity makes it harder than ever to keep her feelings locked down. Will Agnes finally admit her feelings and risk betraying the only real family she has? Or keep pretending she feels nothing for him?

I hadn’t said anything funny… had I? No. No, this was just them. Annabeth was the first to stop. She stepped toward me—slow, deliberate, predatory. Two steps, and suddenly she was too close, invading my space like she had every right to. Her finger jabbed into my chest, pushing. “My brother Max would never date a girl like you,” she said, her voice low and venomous. “I don’t know what you did to him—what you fed him during those months—but whatever it is, it clearly messed with his head."

I hear a gasp and spin as Aunt Cynthia walks up towards Tristen, she looks at me with furrowed brows and then looks back at her son, she speaks softly, “why is he frozen.” I look at her with empathy as I scent Uncle Chris and Beta Josh coming up behind me, “he says he is Sasha’s mate, he was caught helping her walk out of the dungeon,” I bite my bottom lip, “he is a willing participant in all this.” Uncle Chris’ growl is threatening and scary as hell, but he is directing at his own pup and not me. Aunt Cynthia’s chest is heaving now as if she has just run a marathon, but she composes herself quickly. Her eyes pooling with tears as she speaks, “Alpha Abigail, do what you must, I’ve never be

I roll myself once again into the living room where father is seated doing his daily reading, “I have good news, son, I've found you a mate.” He dropped the newspapers on his lap and look up at me. “You've found me a mate, how, by going out into the wilderness and asking a beast to please come and love my cripple son?” I asked, “You're not a cripple and Anabella isn't a beast.” “Anabella the omega girl who looks like she hasn't been eating since birth and that bird's nest of hair on top of her head, and don't let me get started on the way she dresses.”