Pal Percy Novels & Stories

His eyes pinned on me as he walked. "I wasn't smiling," I said. "Who's it from?" he asked again as he stood a few steps from me. I looked around and realized that my secretary had left. She didn't even tell me that Percy's here. When did she leave? That girl, really. Maybe I'm being too kind to her lately. I shook my head. But still, knowing Percival, he might've let himself in and scared my secretary off. "Cadmus," I answered. Percival's eyebrows shot up. He licked his lips and scoffed.

Caught in his scheme, Josh huffed out in defeat and took out his phone and pressed a button. “I’ll be honest, Percy always gets the hot girls and it’s not fair,” Josh stated and Lucas laughed. “When you’re much older and don’t act like a teenager you’ll land the hot babes.” I tell him holding my glass in the air. We ended up heading up the stairs to the bar to get more wine, no one else was in sight until we had our second glass of wine and Percy came around. He was quiet and his face stoic, something was wrong. He was paler than usual.

Like beating Declan to the state of unconsciousness was something he had always wanted to do. “You punch like a bitch, you always have. Since we were kids.” Those had been Percy’s words and it made me think if perhaps Percy had indeed been meaning to beat up Declan. And despite the fact that he had denied it before, it had been very obvious then that Percy absolutely hated Declan. “Why did you come back then?” I asked. Percy shifted in his seat and put his hand into the pocket of his trouser, with his eyes still closed, he brought out a gold lighter and waved it at me.

Percy then massaged the black crystal ball he was holding, it produced smoke but thank goodness, the smoke didn't seem harmful. "What do you want?!" One Alpha asked. The side of Percy's lips rose before he glanced at me. "I didn't mean to cause a war. Just grant my request and we will leave you, peacefully." "What exactly do you want, Percy?!" Fenris groaned. "Fuck this! Since when did you become Darkesta's dog?" Percy laughed so hard, that it echoed on the whole ground. "Oh mind you," he shrugged, still chuckling. "I am not anyone's dog, Fenris. I am my own master."

After the warrior who said that knew how much of a joke his words had been, he immediately sat down, not daring to say anything else. Percy's face was quite pale. He completely froze up when he saw that he had only gotten five! He refused to believe it! He had spent so much effort, and those around him were just useless minions who had just supported him. In Percy's eyes, they had only done thirty percent of the work at most, but he had still only gotten a five in the end!

I certainly was. Percy was nothing, but gentle. He was slow to undress me, which did nothing to prove his words of being quick. He stood up undressing himself, showing me the toned muscles I didn't know he had. Apparently Percy had gotten a tattoo at some point that he told none of us about. It was a black hole over his heart, leaking black fluid over his chest with small stars and planets inside of it.

We were discussing random things when Percy’s eyes suddenly widened. “What is it?” “He is coming.” She replied. “Who?” “The nerd.” “From yesterday?” I asked and she nodded. Davin chuckled. “He probably wants another round with you.” The male stopped at our table. He was brown blonde and had a pair of glasses on. To be honest, he was indeed cute but definitely not my type. Was Percy sex starved to have laid with such kind of person? “Layla.” The nerd called. I glanced at Percy, almost bursting into laughter. She definitely lied that her name was Layla and not Percy.

I feel so excited meeting a new friend. My father came and introduced two boys to us. "Alora, Sophie. This is Luke and Percy. From now on you will be friends." Father said. The one named Percy is quiet and shy. He's good looking, has black hair and a deep set of gray eyes.The other boy named Luke smiled at me. His eyes are blue like crystals sparkling when he smiles. His lips are red like a girl's but it didn't lessen his aura as a boy. He has brown curly hair and his brows were thick and angled.

"You sold me to pay your gambling debt!" "I had no choice! They were going to kill me! Percy said if you married him, he'll forgive everything. The principal, the interest, all of it. He's been asking about you for years, Alura. He's always saying how beautiful you are, how you remind him of his first love." Alura suddenly felt like throwing up. Percy Miller, the fifty-year-old man if he truly was. His greasy hair which was combed over his balding head and his small pig eyes that followed her every time she went with her father to beg for loans.

I met his gaze head-on, unblinking, until the last possible moment when I respectfully shifted my focus to his neck, avoiding direct eye contact as a sign of deference. Conor let out a low chuckle. "He has the makings of a leader, this one." His eyes moved to Percival, who stood perfectly still, mirroring my actions. "Ah, Future Alpha Percival," Conor remarked, his tone carrying a hint of amusement. "How have you been treating my daughter?" Don’t look, Percival... Percival’s gaze flickered momentarily to Conor's chest before he spoke. "She's been quite a handful, but she's doing well."