Fatal Flaws Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

he suddenly asked her. “My life is completed. Who said that a bad decision can change one’s life completely?” She hugged them both. “Who said that one day your will stop with your dumb ideas?” He joked and she hit his chest. “I didn’t even need alcohol to be dumb.” They both burst into laughter. “I accept your flaws, even your flawed resolutions.”

She was drunk, but she still had a sense of defence. "Don't come any closer" she said, holding her purse in front of her, her head spinning. She felt weak. No, she needed to stay awake, she convinces herself. In the end, she failed. She fell unconscious, her body almost hitting the ground, but he had quickly caught her. Staring at the woman in his arms, Lucas shook his head helplessly... she was so...careless. ****

"I'm the fucking Alpha. Your Alpha. And as my Beta, you're supposed to do as I tell you. Now give me the fucking brandy before I break your neck." He inhaled sharply, his eyes filled with resignation, and nodded his head. Slowly, he extended his hand, offering me the bottle. His head was bowed, defeated. I couldn't help but let a knowing smirk form on my face as I observed his scared expression and stooped stance. He knew better than to defy me. Just as I was about to reach for the brandy, he suddenly released his grip, and the bottle slipped from his fingers, shattering into a million pieces, the contents spilling all over the floor.

“I was thinking about why you need me as your secretary when you already have one. The man at the table outside your office is your secretary, isn’t he?” “He is, but can’t I have two secretaries? I’m a busy man with lots of work to do. I need more than one to assist me.” I bit the insides of my bottom lip, sighing subtly. “Now let’s go back to my coffee. Even if you did it on purpose or not, you still deserve a punishment for failing to follow my instructions, don’t you, little wolf?” I didn’t say anything and gritted my teeth in silence. Of course, I know the mighty Alpha Lucius won’t let anyone off the hook no matter how small the mistake is. He’s a perfectionist, narcissist, arrogant, ove

he said, already kneeling before me. I pulled my foot back. “Percy, no. Your wound will open.” “You are injured,” I said. “You are also still dealing with the blood pact backlash. You are not kneeling to help me with shoes.” He looked up at me with a serious expression. “This is mate protective instinct.” I stared at him. “Your mate protective instinct is going to make Dr. Virel shout at both of us.” “I can handle Virel.” “You cannot even handle proper rest,” I said. Percy ignored that and reached for my shoe again. I held his wrist carefully.

The climax was explosive and devastating and transcendent, and Dimitri cried out because the pleasure was too much to contain. They lay tangled together, breathless and spent, and Dimitri rested his head on Nikolai's chest because he needed to hear his heartbeat, needed to feel that he was real. "I hate him," Dimitri said quietly. Nikolai pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I know." "I hate the way he looked at you, and I hate the way he touched you, and I hate that he has memories of you that I don't share." "He doesn't matter." Nikolai's voice was firm. "He never has because he was a distraction and a ghost from a life I left behind. You're the only one who matters."

If he had a chance, he would find a more poised ally. But young Oscar Flann is the most insane and power-driven Alpha in the group who is not picky about the methods as long as he achieves his goals. Their weekly hunts are wild parties of extravagant supply of fresh beef and the best ale. They would exchange praises about themselves and their past glories, gloat on the misfortunes of all who were beneath them and curse those who were above them. When Oscar complained about Cole, Abe told Oscar about his pack's secret abandonment of the deity. The young Alpha was furious. He immediately joined Abe's mission.

Marcellus says as he rubs my back. Wiping away the tears that streamed down my face, I glanced up at Marcellus, my eyes filled with vulnerability and uncertainty. With a timid smile, I apologized softly, my voice laced with self-doubt. "I'm truly sorry. Are you absolutely certain that you don't want to turn me away? You have the ability to choose anyone you desire, yet you're choosing the flawed omega like me.” “You may be flawed, but you are not broken! The things you have been through would have put a weaker person in a cell.” Marcellus replies.

“Yes, she has no choice but to believe. According to you, they're going through it; this is the perfect time to insert myself in their lives when she already has doubts about Jackson.” “This only fuels the fire; you need to look at the bigger picture.” I didn't say anything at first; I just stared at her, my mind racing at her words. I knew Lexi would do anything she did. Jade was Jackson’s biggest weakness. His blind spot. The one person who could cause his entire world to collapse if she ever turned against him. So Lexi's plan might be brilliant but short-lived. If Lexi had managed to pull this off all by herself, then I still needed her help on how to take control and plan this coup. Stil

Even if he suspected a trap, the faintest hope of victory would be enough to lure him in. A slow, predatory smile curved Justin’s lips. This reckless streak was Alexander’s greatest strength… and also his Archilles’s heels, the fatal flaw that would destroy him.