Disney Percy Novels & Stories

Evadne's lips were trembling, "Percy, are you doubting me?" Percival's eyes were dark, his face so grim it looked like it could drip water. He swallowed hard before speaking, "Evadne, you know I like people who are obedient and honest. I despise deceit."

Pandora I felt like an idiot as we went back to the central square to meet With Penny and my family. Just yesterday she confided to me that she didn't have such a good relationship with her family, but also, it didn't seem to be that bad. However, I still feel like a big jerk for considering playing Penny in the middle of the wheel. At least the night ended quietly, without any unforeseen or unwanted visits. We returned home after being informed that our family had returned to the hut where we were. We talked until the first rays of sunshine appeared and we decided to get some rest.

Jaden explained, hoping that Percy would grasp the importance of his words. Percy crossed her arms, her face reflecting her discontent. She seemed to begrudgingly accept his reasoning, albeit with an air of defiance. "Fine, Jaden. I'll try to be patient. But don't forget, I need you too." Jaden nodded, a mix of emotions swirling inside him. He was torn between his love for Percy and his responsibilities to Rita and her family. As Percy prepared to leave the house, he called out to her one last time, his tone firm yet tinged with a touch of sadness.

He smiled widely and Oliver greeted "Hello, I was... I was just walking around and saw you were trying to kill the poor man here." "We will!" the kid yelled, "He is the evil goblin!" The man shushed him and said "He's still excited. Those stories Adelia tells him get im, but I'm also trynna show him how to defend himself. “ The man wiped his hand in his shirt and outstretched it to Oliver “ Aye, I'm Percy, by the way. And that's little Jay." "Nice to meet you, Percy. Hey little Jay. " The kid was still smiling brightly at him "I'm Oliver."

“Lily, is that you? I've been waiting for you for so many years." The voice was full of urgency and nostalgia, but contained within it was a passionate breath that wanted to draw closer to her. “Let go of me, pervert!” Because of suddenly being kissed and possessed by a strange man, Lily unconditionally reflexively kicked his subordinates, causing him to let go. "Wow, that hurts!" Lily recognized it as Prince Douglas. She took a few steps back and said, "Isn't that Prince Douglas? I didn't expect you to have such perverted interests."

By his side was where I would always belong. "You want a mess?" Percival asked with an eyebrow raised. He placed his elbow on the table and rested the side of his chin against his knuckles. "We can start in your company," he suggested. Cadmus huffed and straightened his back. His eyes started throwing daggers back at Percival's. "What are you? Her lapdog?" Cadmus snarled. An amused chuckle slipped out of Percy's lips as he leaned back. He glanced at me, and a smirk tugged on his lips before looking back at Cadmus. "I worship her."

Percy couldn't help but notice Prescelle's hesitance to approach the swings, her longing palpable. In a spontaneous moment, Percy rose to his feet, mischief dancing in his eyes. "Hey, Prescelle, I have an idea. How about we go on the swings together? I promise it's going to be really fun!" Prescelle looking uncertain, replied, "I don't know..." Ramina smiled reassuringly and encouraged her daughter. "What do you think, sweetie? It could be a fun adventure." Prescelle hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Percy's reassuring smile. With a deep breath, she nodded.

I love that fucker. “So, what happened?” I asked. Ada climbed on top of my lap and put her head against my shoulder. Prinsesje was tired, it seemed. “I don’t want to talk about it,” Percy said as he stared into the fire. “You know what happens when you don’t talk about things?” I said, while I softly patted Ada’s back. It would always make the pups fall asleep. “No?” Percy looked over at me. I smiled at the young boy. “Imagine your body being like, um…” Fuck, I’m not good with analogies. How to describe bottling up your feelings?

The vampire smiled and walked behind me, yanking my hair back and exposing the veins on my neck, he licked the vein and I tried hard not to be sick. ‘’You think your Werewolf lover -- Percy is going to come save you don’t you?’’ He whispered into my ear and even then tied up as I was, scared and badly needing to use the bathroom, my heart still started the erratic beating I was now so familiar with. Percy. What had happened to him? . . . . and why was this male referring to him as a Werewolf? I hoped these vampires with the audacity to kidnap their princess hadn’t harmed him. I wondered what I would do, how I would feel if they had.

Percy is seated on the floor beside the shelves, reading something on his tablet. His hair is packed up into a bun, and he’s dressed like he’s walking a runway. That’s just the Percy look if I’m being honest. I had a girl dump me because someone said Percy was interested in dating... he wasn’t. Even I could tell that rumor was fake but she didn’t want him to know she was associated with me, in case it was true.