Austin Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

He was just like them, but in a quieter way, a softer version of them all. “Until that bond snaps, you'll follow my every command. No need for me to say it again.” “Whenever I ask you to do something, just go for it.” Then Austin walked in, a true powerhouse of the academy. He isn't a student; instead, he serves on the council and is also the personal trainer of the Veylar brothers. He strolled in, radiating an incredible presence, his upper body exposed, wearing only his pants. I shouldn’t blush; that would be strange. It seems like adjusting to my new identity might take a bit more time than I expected.

An doing them squats during training seem to catch Alpha Wyatts eyes, even when his new toy is around. I’ve also made a guy friend at work that me and Amelia hang out with during our breaks. His name is Jackson. He’s the typical guy girls chase after. The sandy blonde hair, toned build, brown eyes, 5’9” and the messy ‘I woke up like this’ hairstyle. He can be a flirt but I just see him as a friend. I mean he’s attractive but I’ve never been boy crazy; Only a one man alpha crush and we see how that’s going. So far nobody in my friend circle hasn’t met their mates. Jackson is 19 and is still waiting to meet her. How long does one have to wait? I was hoping I’d find mine the day I turn 18. It w

Turning, I saw Austin walking towards me with an expressionless face, his hazel eyes locked on me like a hawk. The boy I never noticed in my class before. The one that always kept to himself, the one who had no friends, and yet he had somehow managed to gain popularity among everyone without even doing anything. Not because people liked him, but simply because he had good looks. I mean, really good looks. Taller than the rest of us and well built, with long curly brown hair, piercing hazel eyes and a defined jawline. But why am I saying that? I'm just stating facts...right? Anyway he was handsome, that much is for sure. And smart, he always came first in every lesson and had the highest GPA.

Lucas said in frustration, causing Melissa and Aria to sit down on the couch, across the center table. “So,” Aiden started. “Wait,” I interrupted and turned to him. “What you did in the middle of the road was weird. There was something behind that. I can feel it.” I added. “Yes, there’s something behind that,” Aiden replied and I looked at him in confusion. “Kyle told us about the guy who is after you and why he’s after you.” He added. “Really? Who is he?” I asked restlessly. “Austin Ryder,” Dylan replied and I turned to him. “He’s Silver Whisper Alpha.” He added.

They have expected a lot from Myra and these expectations are cursing them now. "Grandfather, it's two minutes left only," Austin roared and headed to the holy porch of Wedding. "I'm here, where is my bride grandpa?" He scoffed at grandpa and sat in front of the holy fire. He dramatically sat as he knows that Myra won't come back. Peter shook his head as he saw his dramatic attitude. Elsewhere, Austin is a cruel handsome businessman, who never cares for anyone except his family. But today he is hurting his own family.

Konstantin chuckles and shakes his head. “Okay, where do we go from here?” He asks, focusing on his older brother, and Dimitri approaches us. “Brooklyn. You have the motherfuckers’ body in your trunk, don’t you?” Kai asks, and his brother nods. “As far as I know, Andretti was the only heir to his name, if you count on the baby in his wife’s womb-” “Oh, but that’s not Andretti’s,” Dimitri suddenly chimes in, crossing his arms. My eyes widen in surprise at his words, and I glance at Kai.

“A girl?” Austin nodded slowly, his eyes meeting hers. “You.” She froze. “Me?” He took a step closer, his expression softer now, touched by awe and disbelief. “I didn’t know until today. Your father mentioned a story—a little girl who came home with burns on her arm the night of the fire. You never told anyone. You were that girl, Lucy. You saved my life.” Her lips parted, trembling. “That can’t be… I was only nine.” “I was ten,” Austin said quietly. “And I never forgot the sound of your voice. You told me not to close my eyes. You said, ‘Don’t let go.’ I’ve carried those words my whole life. I just didn’t know whose voice they belonged to.”

Axel's pov I was standing in front of the pack, everyone was on their knees, even the woman and children, it didn't take much to round them all up after Mark gave the go ahead. All you could hear was whimpers and soft cries coming from the kids and their mothers, I felt a little bad for them, they were innocent in all of this. The unmated females was looking at me and Owen with pure lust in their eyes, I couldn't believe the nerve they had after being captured by us, you would think this situation would make them a little less of sluts, but I guess I was wrong, it seems that they didn't care in what type of situation they were in, they only thought about fucking and being fucked. We decided

I’m still wheezing, trying to catch my breath, and internally panicking in response to Theo bringing up my mystery girl in front of… well, the mystery girl herself. “Yeah,” I sputter hoarsely, blinking the tears from my eyes and drawing a deep breath. “Wrong pipe.” I’m not fooling Quinn, though. She’s sitting across from me at the table, a smug little smirk tugging at her lips. “Mystery girl?” she asks, arching a brow. “Yeah,” Theo laughs, clapping me on the shoulder and giving it a rough squeeze. “Jax has been on the hunt for weeks trying to find some girl he met in Stillwater, isn’t that right, Romeo?”

It wasn’t just her, the little girl wrapped people in her little fingers, and her aura was the kindest and gentlest. As she made her way back to her mother, Athena's eyes caught a glimpse of a boy sitting on a bench, watching people with a scowl on his face. Though she had never seen him before, she found herself drawn to him, curious about the emotions etched on his face. He was tall for his age and appeared to be older than her, with dark silky hair that fell over his forehead. Despite his handsome appearance, his eyes held a certain anger and emptiness that made Athena frown.