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After hearing my whole conversation with my grandmother, he rushed off to tattle to the sisters. "Kara, I was worried about all of you, so I snuck over to take a look at the banquet, and I… I heard Percy say he doesn't want any of you. He wants to marry that sickly woman, Michelle Cooper!" Kara gave a cold snort, her eyes full of disdain. "Oh, so he thinks he's too good for us now?" Charis Jennings glared and snapped, "Percy is such a shameless idiot. He really thinks he's some kind of king who can pick through the seven of us as if we were prizes? I swear I'm going to let him have it."

She asked. Cara burst into tears and fell to the ground spitting out blood. "Everyone hates me," She said and collapsed on the ground. As she blacked out, a lone tear escaped her eyes. ~~~~~~~~~ Percy growled as he shifted into his wolf, a black wolf standing tall at 5'11. He ran into the woods with Kamil watching him close. Percy's wolf howled as he ran freely without thinking about everything that was happening in his life. He knew that the girl they had engaged her to wanted to be queen so bad that she didn't refuse his offer when he advised her against the marriage.

Another chimes in, “Yeah. Wealthy, charming… What more? I wish I could date someone like him. I’ll flaunt him around.” Their words got me thinking. They are right, he’s every woman’s dream but not mine. I see him as a friend and nothing more. He’s got that effortless pull, the kind that draws people in. I linger by the door, lost in thought, when suddenly Zeta appears from around the corner, striding toward Percy. “Hey you…,” Zeta says, stopping right in front of him, Percy turns, surprise flickering across his face. Zeta steps closer, exuding that dangerous aura.

she finally interjected, slamming her register shut and waving her pen at me from a distance, earning a disapproving glance from Percy. "I heard you, and let me tell you, I don't give a damn," she hissed, her eyes piercing through me. "What? How can you not care? You're a girl too, just like me," I persisted, trying to reason with her. "Huh! We're not the same. You're from the group that remained strong while everyone else suffered during those chaotic times. You've got some nerve calling me out for not wanting to help you," she retorted angrily, tossing the pen in my direction. Percy swiftly intervened, catching it before it could hit me.

he said, reaching out to hold his wife’s hand when he said ‘we. Persephone was even harder to read. Perhaps it was because she was the daughter of The Zeus? Nurture over nature, but I’m not sure. I have only met The Zeus once, and he did seem to have a stern face with a schooled impression. But that school expression didn’t stay when she looked from the hope chest to Chara. I saw sadness as she looked at Chara, sucking her thumb in her sleep. "We are both thankful for the actions you've taken, Lord Ares," she said, squeezing her husband's hand back. "The money within will be used to help Chara. You've done much for us." she nodded.

He was excruciatingly slow, barely touching me, yet he groaned when he felt my wetness. "You make me want to do dirty things..." Percy got up, holding out his hand, helping me up, then helping me out of my dress and my sneakers. I was in my yellow lacy panties and matching bra when he cradles my face and stared for the longest time before he finally kissed me. His soft chest hair brushes my thin lacy bra and my nipples hardening. "Percy..." I moaned, putting my hands and letting my fingers trail his trimmed chest hair, didn't even realize when I was directed to the ledge of the pool and we slowly descend to the shallow part of the pool.

He said with his eyes closed like he was falling asleep beside me, his head leaned back against the couch. His words hit me hard, causing my chest to tighten a bit. He was definitely worming his way into my heart. I could feel the walls being crushed down by his charm and good guy vibes. I didn't realize he was like this, but judging from what Zerena told me about her favorite memory, Percy seems like a good guy. 'Like I said. He has a pure heart.' Fane surfaced again. 'Yup, a rapist with a heart of gold. Got it.'

“My legs were shaking. I was milking out like crazy! You saw that, right?” Taylor hissed. “Did you just panic-compliment me?” “Oh, I’m not done,” Charlie said, sitting up like she was about to deliver a monologue. “Mr. West, you shattered my soul and then rearranged it with a thrust. I saw three different Greek gods during that second round.” Zeus winked at me!” “Do you realize how deep you were? I could feel you in my hopes and dreams!” Charlie added. “No one, and I mean no one, could ever compare to my husband, Taylor West!”

I give him a slight nod to do as I said and carefully Soren moves, and now they're both in a better position. Ayla tilts her head slightly towards Soren and bites her lower lip, she wants to smell more of him. I hadn't thought of that, but she didn't get to touch the cut parts and when she tried to turn her face a little more, I heard her let out a low moan of pain and adjusted her face again. Soren and I let out the breath we had been holding. I pulled away and walked over to the table to see that she was almost finished with Percy Jackson, which was good, she was reading very fast now.