Female Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

He smiled as everyone clapped, "we will continue ..." Olivia, right where Carol caged her couldn't keep her eyes off of him and how Priscilla was standing beside him, smiling charmingly. She noticed a new longing in her, yes, she wants to be the one standing beside him, the one everyone will recognize as his woman but she can't, no, not when dressed as a man and certainly not when she can't overcome her fear of him never forgiving her if she says the truth. Her heart suddenly felt heavy and taking the unawareness of Carol and her friends, she slipped out of their midst and walked towards the bar. To her, no one saw her but both Grace and Priscilla saw her.

she says and blinks, then she turns around, then almost immediately she starts pacing, and her breasts bounce as she walks making me get hard all over again. “You should stop pacing”, I croak out and she looks at me weirdly. “Well sorry if I’m pacing, I’m just thinking of any rule I might have broken by having sex with you”, she says. “I’m eighteen”, I say moving closer and crowding her from behind, “You didn’t do anything wrong, I’m not a minor and I willingly ventured into this princess”, I say rubbing myself against her ass and she whimpers. “Shhh”, I say moving her hair away from her back and kissing the trail that leads to her shoulders, “You were good and I was willing, no crime here”,

When she opened her eyes I was pretty sure that I was gaping at her like a fish. She raised an eyebrow at me. "What?" "Did-" I swallowed and tried again. "Is it me or....were you just possessed by a spirit and gave me prophecy like Rachel Dare from Percy Jackson?" She cocked her head to the side in confusion at my reference. "I don't understand who Rachel Dare is or the meaning of Parsley Backsoap, but yes. It was a prophecy foreseen by the spirits."

The one with topaz scales was named Ortinbras, the one with silver scales was named Neceron, while the last one with pristine white scales was named Celtore. They were all women. When Ellaine asked about it Finrod said, “Contrary to chauvinistic views, no dragon is male. All of them are female.” They were grouped to each dragon. Ellaine and Yntreia went with Neceron. She eyed them both quietly and after sometime said, “I am glad to make acquaintance of the pixie Princess and a woman of great importance.” They exchanged courtesy but Ellaine was left brooding. Neceron’s remark about her being ‘of great importance’ added to the anxiety she felt with Yntreia’s prophecy.

Zita said to them. "Where is her mother? Has she mysteriously fallen ill?" Fiona said mockingly. Tracey sniggered. "I'm right here." A voice said boldly from the staircase. All eyes were at that direction-the staircase. Rebecca was at the landing, close to a step and held the handrail. Her curly hair fell on her shoulder; her dress was an off-the-shoulder dress with three steps designed on it. The jewel on her pendant glinted as the light from bulb reflected on it. Fiona rolled her eyes when she saw her.

“You do have a point.” Yara rolled her eyes. “I’m confused here.” She rounded Perry. “Do you already know who we’re up against?” “Beats me.” Perry shrugged. “Then why do you keep saying he, he, and he?” “Yara, for your information, her sister is a girl. Do you expect a girl to master a plot of subjecting her to such cruelty?” “That’s your bias over there, Perry! Why shouldn’t a girl direct a porn?” “You’re one to talk! What made you so sure it’s a girl—”

She came close to me and took the picture of the red haired woman off my hands, like an offering she adored while wiping off any trace of dirt from its surface. The one thing that now caught my attention was how a glass faced picture didn't shatter into pieces after surviving that fall. "This is Hera, the goddess of the Exorcist!." She answered and my head did a little dance. "Really.... Which means she's here to help me overcome this eerie period called the Alpha's Exorcist period." I scoffed as hope filled my heart and that alone elated my mood. "Hahahahahahahaha, how funny it is for you to assume things to your favor. That's quite some nerves you've got." The priestess chimed in a croaky

' Of course, I can see that you guys are getting along just well and everything seemed to be fine. She emphasised on the last statement, looking up at Carly. Her eyes fixed were fixed on the slutty dress she was putting on. "How about you , Reagan. Do you have anything to say?" Amora then turned her head to the side and glared at me. There were a lot of things I wished to say but right at this moment; I had nothing at all to tell her except for the fact that , I am desperate to find the person in my memories, the one that gave commands for people to kill me.

, I said and paused again. I was trying to study them properly and pick out anyone I do not find worthy to partake in the war, I didn't want anyone to mess things up for me. I looked all over the girls and they were good to go, they all had this fierce look on their faces and they were all ready to fight and win, but not to fight to the death. I tried to concentrate on their heartbeats, it was all stable and I was okay with my female warriors. I sighed deeply.