Hermes X Percy Novels & Stories

Perry was saying, “he moved his mistress just the night before and did something to the house. I’m not sure. Every time I get a read, everything became rather opaque. Like, he’s blocking me or something. He’s not an Anomalous, you think?” Sheels merely smirked. “By the thing you’ve shown me, I’m absolutely certain he’s one and a powerful one at that.” Shaking her head, she turned against them and leaned on the counter, her finger caressing her chin. “I never thought he’s like us. I just settled to the thought that he’s a jerk who loves collecting intelligent people.” “But I don’t understand.” Hera rounded Perry. “What did you show here.” Perry flashed a small smile. She closed her thumb and

I stated to Xander and in reverse I got a reaction of seriousness from him,and I stopped that it's time to be cold,ruthless,arrogant women. As,I entered, my eyes searched for the only person I ever want to see, as I am searching,they landed on the Persian blue orbs which in turn catches my dark green orbs, he just saw me in such a way that his eyes are longing to see me for many years. But that other pair of orbs directed towards him contains a longing for Vengeance. I just stood there muttering a name XAVIER, who made my heart break into million pieces in such a way that they can never be attached.

he replied while taking a deep breath"i saw my father,or so i guess" "what! your father? how? thought your mom said he died or did you find his corpse there?" i was really confused. "There's more to that bro"shield replied"he is alive,i think.more to that he said he's some kind of greek god or something called Hermes" "woah! you mean Hermes the god of speed .mmm that'll explain a lot. But thought the gods were myths,and how did he get to meet your mom? How come he is in that tomb and can't come out?" I bombarded shield with questions

And he was most definitely not Earnest. He was tall, with a lean, almost predatory grace, dressed in a dark, tailored suit that seemed to absorb the light. His hair was araven black, slicked back from a sharp, angular face. But it was his eyes that held me captive – a piercing, unsettling shade of emerald green, so unlike the warm, sky-blue of Earnest’s. They were cold, calculating, and unnervingly familiar. A shiver, not of cold but of a primal unease, traced its way down my spine.

“Yeah, I doubt that’s going to work in this case. Can we get it off, please?” “Most certainly,” Esmeralda quickly replied, though Lola could hear a twinge of disappointment in her thin voice. She couldn’t blame the lady, though. She would’ve been frustrated as well. So far, they’d gone through nine different expensive dresses, with Lola casually dropping complaints about each of them. As Esmeralda opened the box containing the last dress, Lola silently prayed that tenth time should be the charm. “This is the last from our collection,” Esmeralda said as she held it up. “Hopefully it meets your expectations.”

He also looked cleaner and smelled better. She frowned—he seemed familiar somehow. The man raised an eyebrow at her. "I thought you don't date women twice?" he asked in surprise. "You thought wrong," Xyrius answered the man simply. The man grinned at her—and damn, he was incredibly handsome. "You might be something special, bellissima," he said, his eyes glinting with interest as he extended his hand to her. "I'm Percy." "Jessa," she replied, smiling as she reached out her hand. He took it and brought it to his lips. But Xyrius immediately pulled her hand away from Percy, yanking her behind him protectively.

Heat rolled off him in waves. He reached out to grab something from the shelf above me, so close that his arm brushed my shoulder. My entire body trembled visibly. Hera whined inside my head, pawing at the walls I had built. She was tired of me. Of my insistence. All she had wanted was just to be in the arms of her mate again. Xeros uncapped a jar of pale green salve that smelled like mint and comfrey. His hands trembled as he wiped them on his palms, making sure there was no blood before he scooped a dollop and warmed it between them.

It’s a full crew: me, both my mates, Alexander, Rowen, Summer, Jared, Evanora, Edward, Jareth, Citra, Michael, Hawk, Jaiden, Meredith, Gael, Hakeem, Charlie, Isaac, and Lacy. “You ready for this?” Hermes asks. The bravado is gone. There are dark circles under his eyes—something I didn’t think gods even had. He looks… worried. That’s not a good sign. “As we’ll ever be,” Xander says. Hermes nods. “Everyone link hands. Two of you need to touch me directly.” We all form the chain. When he’s sure we’re connected, Hermes grabs Arya’s hand on one side and Jaiden’s on the other.

My eyebrows shot up as I brought my gaze to the window. Helena, was it? I think I had encountered a lot of females with that name before. Could she be someone I know? "Her name sounds familiar..." I blurted out. "She's Helena Mendez," he reluctantly said. "The heir of Peridot Fragrance." Peridot Fragrance is an international perfume company. Our agency had done business with them in the past. However, we're now in partnership with another brand that was more successful than theirs. "Oh. I didn't know that you were close with her," I commented while still looking away from Percy.

"He wants to buy lunch. So let’s let him. I’ll have a hamburger with Swiss cheese. And a dark coffee—no sugar." He turns to me, and I freeze. That wasn’t the plan. Not even close. Alex nudges his chin up at me, waiting for me to say something. "Well—" I start, but Hermes cuts me off with a loud exhale. "She’ll have a hamburger too. No pickles. And a large iced Americano. Put a straw in it." My eyes widen as I snap toward him. "Hermes… how did you know my…?" He blinks rapidly, and I watch his eyes dart—thinking. Searching.