Overpowered Percy Jackson Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I did.” I wanted to ask more but decided against it. We were quiet for a while. I sighed contentedly when his fingers massaged my scalp, absentmindedly running through my hair. I couldn’t help but compare Orlando and Brian again. How different they were. I tipped my head to see Orlando’s eyes closed. Two of his shirt buttons were open, revealing his tan skin. His free hand rested on his chest. “I never had panic attacks before. I ruined your time with Dean, didn’t I?”

If he activated Overdrive Combat Power Enhancement, his combat power would skyrocket to over 7000. The Overdrive Combat Power Enhancement skill was finally starting to show its true power. "So cool!" Anna couldn't help exclaiming. Victor admired the weapon in his hand and nodded slightly. Indeed, it was very cool. Anna's judgment was on point.

“Do I take that to mean you don’t feel the same?” Solomon put his fork down. Heat climbed up his face. Surely he wasn’t blushing. Lycans simply didn’t do such things. And someone as old as him.. But... But how could he adequately put into words what it was he felt when he wasn’t sure himself? “Ahhh, I see,” Mayne continued, not giving Solomon a chance to interrupt. “You want Lucia too. Badly, if I’m not mistaken.” Solomon scowled. “Damn beast took one look at that cute little Omega and promptly lost control. He was hopping around inside my mind like an overgrown puppy, his tongue practically hanging out and tail wagging.”

Slowly, he let her go, stepping back as her voice grew more strained. “We’re through,” she said softly, almost bitterly. “Treat me as an enemy if you have to. Perseus is a threat to the world—a monstrosity that must be eradicated. Even if it means taking down every lycan, including you.” …end of flashback…

Cedric is now braiding one of the girls' hair, and my jealousy spikes again, seeing his fingers brushing against her exposed shoulders as he gathers all her hair in his hands. “Relax your expression,” Percy muttered, walking back to stand beside me. He’s a lot more calm now, seeing that his mate is alright and just here visiting with her old friends. “You look like you want to start a fight. That’s not going to get him to want to talk to you.” “I can’t help it,” I growled, “I hate seeing him flirting with everyone but me.” “I hate to tell you this, Gamma, but it’s your own fault. I wouldn’t want to talk to you either if you were always looking at me like that. Calm your tits and wipe the gri

“I still feel… ashamed.” Elena didn’t say anything. She waited. “I let myself be used,” Percy whispered. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. Or Salvatore. Or anyone. But I did. I let myself get too close to him. I thought it was love, but it wasn’t. It wasn’t real. I was blind. And weak.” Elena could hear the pain in her voice. She looked at Percy carefully. “I hated myself,” Percy continued. “When I found out I was under a spell, it made me feel even worse. Like… maybe I really had no control. But a part of me still blames myself.”

My voice broke slightly at the weight of uttering such words Persia stepped closer but I stopped her from coming closer and took deep breaths of courage because despite my boldness, the person is an Alpha capable of snapping my neck in a split second “She is your responsibility whether you like it or not.” I rubbed my forehead to ease the growing headache from the mere thought of what I was about to suggest “What if you re-establish the bond?” I let the words hang, heavy. Then I added, quieter but sharper, “If the bond broke her, maybe it’s the only thing that can save her.” The words barely left my lips when Percy let out a ragged groan, clutching his tattooed arm as agony twisted his face.

I had already heard something similar. “There is something unpredictable about Perseus. At lunch I could see it clearly in his voice, in his movements… The way you and Hyperion reacted to him.” I looked into Achilles' eyes. “No matter how much you promise him, if he wants to, whether rationally or not, he can hurt me and there's nothing you can do to stop him. Just because he's your best friend doesn't mean Perseus can't become something you hate." I smiled sadly.

Percy unknowingly switched to his casual attitude and corrected him, but something seemed off aster he had corrected the Chairman. Blaze got up of his seat and the office chair he was seated on slide back to the window behind him. “What do you mean he is a guy? Are you telling me my son is obsessed with a guy” His face from before turned into that of a dragon's face, Percy who was half dead tried to calm him down but failed badly. “by obsession, I meant that he is after a guy he thinks is suspicious, so he wants to keep Miss Lucy away from him” Percy finally uttered the important part of the argument

Cara paused and heaved a sigh. "Oh really?" Percy clapped and laughed. "You are trying to put the victim blame on me now! You know why I hate you so much? " He shouted and grabbed her hand. Because your family ruined my happiness! Your whore mother made my mother seem like nothing, and she didn't have enough. She wants the throne too, and she is not going to get that because you don't know, " Percy tightened his grip on Cara's hand, and even when she cried out in pain, he ignored her. "You don't know what I have in store for you. I'll make life terrible for you until you beg for mercy! Until I pay your mother back, I won't rest and make sure you regret ever agreeing to this marriage. "