Iris Message Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

If I didn’t, I’d tear down the world myself. Whatever Ryker was about to say, he didn’t. Instead, he turned on his heel. “I’m going to keep searching.” He said, then glanced over his shoulder. “Whoever took Iris should pray that the moon goddess grants them a quick death. Because if I find them first… I won’t.”

Lucious didn't know when that came out of his mouth, but he was looking for something to give him a different feeling from the confusing thoughts about Amelia he was swinging in. Iris didn't answer so he just took her hand and moved it to him. Iris was intrigued, she didn't know what made her hand move happily to touch her alpha, something in her pushed her and she let go of the retrain in her mind and let her alpha show her what it felt to touch a god.

Inside, Iris sat behind her desk and looked at me. “I will tell him the truth,” she said. “That you have been seeing Dorian. That he delivered a warning about Frank and a trip. That the visions are not madness but a pattern. I will not ask your permission. I am telling you as a courtesy because you deserve to know before it happens.” I nodded. There was nothing left to say. Iris went briefly still. Her eyes unfocused for a moment, then cleared. She had used what werewolves called a mind link.

And he was taken aback, what greeted him was the face of a goddess— an untainted beauty, her dewy eyes were sparking like diamonds in the light and her face seemed innocent, radiating a vulnerability that made him want to protect her, which only fueled his anger and confusion. He snapped out of his trance-like state and approached her, his voice cold and menacing, "Whoever sent you hear has clearly underestimated me," he growled, his words dripping with warning. "You better leave or you'll regret it". Ria's skin prickled with goosebumps as his deep voice washed over her, she latched onto the soothing sound, desperate for comfort but it wasn't enough. She needed substantial comfort that would

“You already took my rank. My title. You isolate me. You drag me into this room like a prisoner. What else is there to lose?” He doesn’t respond. I look at each of them. Adira’s father, stone-faced and cold; Adira, staring at me like she still doesn’t understand who I am; Kelvin and Adrian, silent. Zeus… smug. And then I look back at my father. “Try harder,” I say. “Because this story you’ve just spun, it won’t scare me away from her.” “Darian-” he starts. “Iris is not the Moon Goddess’s punishment. She’s not a weapon. She’s not a curse. She’s a person. And whatever fate you think is written for me… I’ll face it on my own terms.”

a guy says coming toward us, he got brown curly hair and green eyes, forest green eyes, and then his eyes had like a film over them, they went hazy, and then he came back to earth with us, is he possessed or something? "Wolf," Damon answer him, and then a horse comes over with a guy on top of it, the horse was beautiful, but kind of scary, I stayed close to Damon while Cici let go of my hand and went to stand in front of the horse. "Alpha this is Iris," Damon introduces me, alpha? Who's that guy, I don't like him, but now that I could see him, he's the same guy from the phone calls the one with blond hair and emerald green eyes, the one who was trying to start a war with papa.

I looked at him with fear in my eyes. “Pandora, what happened?” He asked me. His eyes with a mix of worry and anger. “I received a premonition. Apparently, I’m the chosen of the Gods to stop the apocalypse.” I saw. My voice comes out as a whisper as I feel my father’s breath gets caught in his throat. He was trying so hard to process everything I told him that I could see his ears getting red as his blood travels up and down his brain, I could hear his heartbeats getting stronger and higher as he understood the situation.

he says trying to be hopeful. Iris perks up a little sniffling. “I need to recharge, I've used almost all of my magic energy” she gets up to eat at the table. She scarfs the food down like she’s not eaten for weeks. “Thank you” she grabs her margarita and goes to her room to change into a bikini. A micro bikini to say the least. “Hey I need to take a dip in the spring, if you wanna join..” she tucks her hair behind her ear and walks out to the spring with the margarita still in hand.

In the center stands a large fountain—a woman pouring water from a jug, the marble gleaming white in the moonlight. I approach the fountain, drawn to the peaceful sound of the trickling water. Looking down, I see my reflection rippling in the pool below. My face, distorted by the gentle movement of the water, looks back up at me. Is this really me, I wonder? Iris Willford, daughter of one of the most powerful werewolf families in the country, and mate to the Alpha President? Sometimes it still feels like I’m dreaming. Like I’ll wake up at any moment. But I know it’s not true. This is my life now, no matter how strange it feels.

"Be very careful, darling. You might be treading water now, but there are always beasts lurking in the darkness." He took another step, his head tilting as though he could hear the frantic pace of my heart. I was frozen, completely still against the railing as his predatory gaze slid slowly over my face. "Those beasts would love nothing more than to get their hands on you." He murmured, his voice smooth like silk, sweeter than honey, and more cunning than a snake. "Welcome to the Iridescence Pack, Rachel." Apollo's hand reached out, pushing against my chest. I felt myself topple backwards, my mouth opened in a silent scream as I fell over the railing and into the open sky.