Female Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Probably staring at the sky,a place he would never go. Even in death he was still mad at me, I spent half of my life trying to please him till I turned fourteen. That's when I met Gwen, She inspired me. I saw her yelling at the apples on the orchard cause they won't fall off. I was thrilled and amused . Dycan had set standard for girls, yelling at the apples was not so ladylike, but Gwen didn't care. She never cared about what anyone thought, she never lived her life for anyone. Non regardless of the fact that she was an omega wol

"Isa ba sa mga kaibigan niya ito, Percy? Nandito rin ba si Mr. Sogocio?" "Ngayon ko lang nakita ang babaeng 'yon, sir kaya tingin ko hindi 'yon isa sa mga kaibigan ng---" "Wait, what? Babae? He was talking with some woman in his study room right now?" I queried at him with creased brows, surprised with that news. "Yes, sir. At wala po rito si Mr. Sogocio ngayon. Kahapon ko pa po hindi nakikita ang taong 'yon rito."

She was probably thinking about how I'd humiliate myself tomorrow. I watched Katherine coldly as she turned to leave, humming an odd werewolf song. The tune grated on my nerves, and I had to resist the urge to cover my ears. A group of pack girls happened to pass by, all greeting Katherine with enthusiastic waves and smiles. One of them, a redhead named Lily, called out, "Katherine, we heard you discarded your sensitivity enhancement stone. Are you still participating in tomorrow's selection?" Katherine glanced at me with a sly smile, then resumed her innocent act. The transformation was so smooth, it was almost impressive.

- He said. - Oh, I see. – Péricles said, as he grabbed her waist, pushing her pelvis towards her vagina, the girl was wiggling, jumping, and her breasts swaying from top to bottom, towards those blows inside her, amid the beating of the penis inside and outside her, with thrusts that made the girl tremble, with blows that hit her G-spot nonstop. - This girl is amazing. Pericles said. - You are so good inside me. – The girl said.

She’s wearing a blood-red silk dress that looks like she’s been sewn into it. She really is stunning. She does not take my breath away. Medus snarls in my mind, startling me with the sudden attention. His reaction is instantly hostile, like he’s recognised something that I haven’t. “I thought I saw you sneaking out here,” she says, smiling like we’re sharing a secret. “I’m Persephone. Who might you be?” I stare at her and breathe in without meaning to. The scent that drifts towards me is wrong. She doesn’t smell like werewolf, not even close. It’s something colder, like frost, so sharp it makes my nose tingle.

Silver eyes peered at her for a moment before a smirk crossed her face. "Persephone Cristos," the lady called out. "Derrick had hoped you'd find your courage." She licked her lips. "How would you like to use my services?" It was that question that would cement her fate. The lady was a vampiric fae witch. After Persephone bought a train ticket from Paris to Greece, the witch had helped her shift all the money from her and Reginald's joint bank account to a new bank account under a new identity.

Jace, Emily, Mark, Alice. As we walked in, all eyes turned towards us. "She's the Alpha." James said as I walked towards him. "Alpha, Katherine the hunter." James said, looking at me. The woman eyed me, from top to bottom, she looked unsatisfied, like she wanted to see someone else. "She's the Alpha?" She questioned James. "Any doubt?" I asked her, my eyes glowing red. "Uh- I was just, it's just from what I have heard Alpha's aren't that young, and specially not female, so-" she started but I cut her off.

She calls seductively, standing up from the hot water spring. Gods don't feel embarrassed, or the need to be loyal. Their aphrodisiac nature is extremely compelling at times. It's no secret that I enjoy good feminine company, and usually, I have no problems being intimate with them if they consent. Have I placed myself under Persephone's skirt? Yes. But, oddly enough, her ginger hair, fracked green eyes, and light skin didn't feel so exotic anymore, and her boosted prickly breast and curvy waist body were no longer a consumable desire. Instead, my eyes are drawn to the woman in my arms. "And who might that be?" She sneers at the sight of another woman in the palace.

Demeter gave him a sharp look, and he retreated into silence again. Her father introduced her to Athena, the armor-clad goddess. She had piercing dark eyes, a helmet on her head, an attire with an aegis, and an extremely long spear. Her crystal shield also had the head of the Gorgon on it. Persephone had never seen this goddess before. She now realized how insignificant she was compared to her half-sister. Athena looked at her with a soft gleam in her eyes though she said nothing. "Demeter, your child is a blessing. She is even more beautiful than I had imagined," another goddess said, coming over to envelope Persephone in her arms. "She looks like she is destined for greatness."