Female Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

She’s gorgeous with long blonde hair in a french braid, making me look like a damn bum in tweed dress pants, a blue and white floral print blouse, and a white blazer. While I was busy gawking, Jaci had pushed forward to claim her as our mate. I came to my senses as he started to move toward her. My eyes connected with those green eyes, and it clicked. She’s Persephone Fayte. She’s supposed to be off-limits. ‘She’s our mate. Nothing is off limits.’ Jaci snorted.

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.

That was close. “So when are you going through your ritual?” He asked, composing himself. “Tomorrow night.” I answer not as confident as I wished. “Better late than never.” He comments. “Yet she might be too late.” Hera bickers. “Hera!” Zeus warns her. “She’s not wrong, father.” A gorgeous woman answers, she’s three chairs far from me but yet I can feel her influence from my seat. Her light brown and wavy hair fell like cascades on her shoulders and descended to her waist. His skin was clear and his posture was perfect. His green eyes flickered gently with the light of the environment.

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

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.

"She's a mortal, Your Highness. Of this world. Even mortals from our world could not feel the bond unless the shifter is in danger." "Do you think I don't know that?" Primo snapped, and he ducked his head again. Frustrated, he fisted my hand and punched it against his chest repeatedly. "Look at me. I have never been this vulnerable, Gresser. I've never been this sick," he said firmly, gritting his teeth. Never in his wildest teeth did he imagine those words ever to be connected with him. Then he pointed a hand at the bright moon overhead. "That is not our Moon Goddess! I don't know what kind of moon that is, but it keeps tugging on my power like some gravity. I could feel my soul and wolf ri

There is absolutely no excuse. “But Princess.” The omega cried again. “Did you at any time call that number to report what was happening here?” My mom asked. “No princess.” The omega answered. “Then like I said, there is absolutely no excuse for what you all did to my pup. My daughter was nice to you all. She gave her own personal money to bring you all back from the brink of starvation. She sacrificed a lot for you all and you all plotted against her. How could any of you females be ok helping someone rape another female? Why would you want that for anyone, especially someone who gave so much to you?” My mom asked.

Preppy blonds who pretended to be goth were more my type. "If they aren't, then perhaps I can?" She replied, her voice filled with lust as she walked toward me, sashaying her hips, crossing through my fire. This. This is how I destroy her. She's forgotten that my mother is Persephone, a goddess so pure that her power alone cleanses the world of winter and brings new life. A demon of pure darkness, one such as this Medusa, wouldn't be able to get past my shield.

a voice off-camera complained. I arched an eyebrow. “Who is that?” Sarael asked. “That’s Persephone. She’s one of Luna Crista’s sisters. And a bit… um, imagine Silvercloud with blond hair, tits, and a chip on his shoulder.” Kurt explained. “I’ll show you a chip on the shoulder when I take a chunk off yours!” as a blonde girl dove knocking Kurt off camera.

the girl commented. Right in front of her, Percy shifted back to human and walked toward her stark naked. "Mmmm," Percy touched the girl's face and leaned in to kiss her. "You taste good," He carried her into his arms and headed into the bungalow in the middle of the woods. It was one of the properties he inherited from his mother and anytime Percy had to get away, he finds his way into the woods. Percy laid the girl on the bed and tore the dress the girl wore. "Let's get to business shall we?" He leaned in to kiss her again and just then, his phone rang on the desk behind the bed. At first, Percy ignored the call but his phone kept on ringing. "I think you should pick it up," The blonde gir