Argo 2 Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

I do not understand. "Moira. My Moira. Do you know how long I have been looking for you? The mountains I have ascended, the skies I have flown across and the valleys I have crossed? Never once did I give up on you my female. My name is Ragon, your moon blessed." My heart clenches bitterly at the truth that has ultimately stepped into the light. This...this is going to end badly. "Let go of mama!" Argus is fast to force himself through the tiny space between Ragon and Moira. He pounds Ragon's lower belly with every bit of strength he possesses within him, his warrior training being useful for the little one at this point.

"Anji, end it. Secure the anchor." Anji looked down, his obsidian eyes burning with an artificial fever. He surged forward, pushing the friction until both their breaths stopped in unison. A massive, echoing jolt rocked his spine, and he felt his energy surge into Arga—the Essence acting as a catalyst for complete, psychological tethering. Arga stiffened, a silent, hollowed-out cry escaping his chest, and then, as quickly as it had begun, he sagged against the desk.

"Alaric, I think I might have had too much to drink. I feel a little dizzy and unsteady," Jade said softly, her watery eyes looking up at him. "Argo!" Alaric's voice was cold as he tried to pry Jade's hands off him, which clung to him like an octopus. He called out to the stunned Argo, who had been standing frozen in place. Argo snapped out of his daze and quickly hurried over.

Securing the Lycan chairmanship position was of utmost importance, and I couldn’t let anything jeopardize that—even if it meant enduring those insults thrown at Olivia. I believed she too would endure, I thought. “Coward,” Argon growled. But I ignored him. He was a beast after all, I thought. “You are the beast—a self-centered and foolish beast. No… a fucking coward monster,” Argon flared up, raining curses on me. I stood there on the podium, mute and numb. It had been a while since I had seen Argon this furious. The last time was when my first love died. Fuck…

Draven scolded and Argo turned his head and looked at Draven. “I'm not a damn Sky pony! I'm a large, strong dragon that breathes fire, not some stupid pony!” Argo huffed and then turned his head back toward the Omega as he approached his mate. The dragon scales once again began to glow and smoke seeped from his body. “Argo!”

I couldn't get through to Argo in the living room, either; perhaps he's already in his room. I went back to the kitchen to put away the washed dishes and was about to make something for lunch when the freshly bathed Argo poked his head through the door. He was dressed in a black polo and black pants, which he only paired with snickers. He appears to have bathed, and I can smell his perfume stinging my nose. "Prepare yourself in five minutes. We're going somewhere." I blinked at what he said but didn't ask any more questions as he vanished from view. I took a look at what I was going to make for lunch. I just shrugged and put it back in the fridge before going into my room to take a shower.

She crawled forward on her knees, bowing, knocking her forehead repeatedly against the marble until blood smeared across the floor. “Please… he’s all I have… he’s the future Alpha—!” Gasps filled the hall at her delusion. Even Elina felt the sting of pity turn into disgust. Damon clenched his jaw, turning his head away. He felt a brief pang of sympathy—Lambert was still a boy—but he knew Damian’s justice could not be bent. No one moved. No warrior dared to intervene. Mina suddenly whirled toward Theo, grabbing at his clothes. “You!” she shrieked. “Replace him! You take his punishment! You’re older—prepare your neck to be cut! Spare my baby!” Her voice cracked with hysteria.

He just wanted for this pain and nightmare to end already. Naraja: *sigh* “Just get it over with you bastard.” ???: “Hohoo, with pleasure~, but this won’t be the last time just to let y’a know.” Naraja: “Yeah.. I already know.” ???: “Love y’a~.” Naraja: “F*ck off.”

Although I had that power inside me but I knew that it's activation was something really difficult and I had been researching on it all these years when I knew he will return for me. I saw a beautiful rainbow forming in the clouds and as I stepped forward to have a clear view of it a cold pair of hands surrounded my waist and the lips landed on my neck. The grip was too strong for me to even turn my head by an inch, the cold lips kissed my neck as I struggled to free myself. I was about to use my magic to push that person away but almost at that time he bit me which send a wave of screeching pain through my body and instantly drained all the energy out of it a loud scream came out of my mout

Everything with them reeked of silver, intended to make me weak. Well, they assumed wrong. Silver no longer hurts me. How is it meant to do so when I take it like water every single day? I saw someone stand out among them, I assume it's the dark witch because she clearly doesn't look like a werewolf or a normal witch. Different sets of arrows were fired at me, but none made an impact. “Your leaders are too weak to fight for you so they had to send weaklings again?" I roared out in laughter.