Annabeth X Piper Novels & Stories

“We were renting an apartment with a friend of mine, Anna. I worked hard for that life. Sometimes I even, well… I’ve let more experiences happen than I should have, for the sake of a paycheck.” My hands ached. Looking down I realized I held the wooden armrests of the chair in a white-knuckled grip. I attempted to loosen my hold. “Were you… harmed?” “Not for the lack of effort on their part,” Piper said. “My boss at this last job was particularly vile, but your guards came to retrieve me at just the right moment.”

“Ahh… Josh is so gentle to his assistant…” “Are they not in a relationship? Sob-sob… I’m going mad…” “If Josh looked at me, carried me, and talked to me this gently, I’d be willing to die for him instantly.” “Sisters, I suddenly understand how those evil, scheming concubines feel in ancient palaces… Sob-sob… I really want to poison Josh’s assistant right now…” Annabeth Cates felt unsettled once again after hearing what everyone said. “Why don’t you give me a piggyback ride? It’s a little more acceptable for the fans…”

Annie gulped, feeling somewhat ashamed to reveal the answer, having gotten to know their perception of her mother, which could affect their perception of her also. "Cat cut your tongue? Elder Marcus asked you to tell us who you are," Rose spoke up, wearing a similar smirk as her mother. Annie knew there was no choice but to tell the truth. She suddenly smiled, making Katharina furrow her brow, wondering why she suddenly smiled when a short while ago, she seemed tensed up. Annie drew strength and confidence as she was reminded of the sacrifice of her mother. There was nothing to be ashamed of. "I am Annabeth, daughter of Margaery Dubois, of House Dubois."

The boy had been raised on carefully crafted stories about his father's rightful claim to Silver Creek leadership, denied him by Marcus Blackwood's political maneuvering. Eugene closed his eyes, concentrating on the faint connection to his oldest secret son. He couldn't send specific thoughts through the bond, but emotions and intent could sometimes filter through. He focused on projecting caution, patience; now was the time for reconnaissance, not confrontation. In the healing room, Annabella stirred restlessly in her sleep, her forehead creasing as if troubled by something she couldn’t see, but the first rays of morning were now starting to filter over the pack lands. Annabella woke with a

After saying that, Piper left the room. "Who the hell does she think she is, that's for sure!" Darrel and Nathan disregarded her and proceeded to leave. "Oh, Lexi, you are the best there." She gave a sly grin to herself before leaving the room. **** 2 PM **** Piper walked out of her room while attempting to tie up her hair, and she immediately stopped walking and tied it up. Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching from behind, and she turned around to see Jack. She gave him a momentary stare, followed by a brief bow, and then she turned and walked away from him immediately.

My girlfriend, Piper Wolfe, and her childhood best friend, Cole Carter, could physically feel each other's pain and sensations—or so she claimed. We were in the middle of a heavy make-out session when she suddenly shoved my shoulders, almost throwing me off the bed, and pulled out her phone to dial Cole. "Cole! It’s ten at night, why are you chugging ice-cold beer? If you don’t care about your stomach, at least think about mine!" Cole’s voice muffled through the speaker. "You don’t get to judge me! Tell your boyfriend to go easy on the kissing. My lips are burning! If you keep this up, I’m just gonna find someone else to kiss!" Piper’s chest heaved. Her voice spiked with panic. "Don't

I wanted a chance at a better life and a chance to escape this cruel classist society. I dreamt of Delengade being free of it someday. But right now, I felt like those dreams were about to go up in flames. Piper and Bart soon returned and they ended up annoying the hell out of me. I asked myself why I missed them. And then they started to bug me about Peter. “You still haven't told us about your new friend, sis.” Piper chirped as she dropped onto the sofa beside me. She had a bowl of cereal in her hand, but her eyes were fastened on me, like I was a piece in a museum.