Percy And Artemis Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Queen Venus asked. "Hmmm," Percy answered. "There is no..." He grabbed the girl's hand. "Wait," he whispered to the girl. "Okay," The girl agreed and walked back to the bed. "You have to make her your bride. It's the only way to punish that family! I am going to make sure Maria regrets giving her daughter out. I am going to make life miserable for her daughter!" Queen Venus declared. "Of course mother," Percy agreed. "I look forward to the meeting and the beginning of my bride's doom," he laughed and ended the call. He walked towards the girl on the bed and grabbed her by the throat. "You have been a naughty girl," Percy said. The girl purred again and laughed in excitement as Percy leaned i

I love Percy, but sometimes his words are harsh and unfriendly. "Sure, sounds good to me. So what were you boys talking about," Missy asks? "We were talking about Hazel. I think I am going to ask her to be my girlfriend today," Percy says as a way to distract Missy. Percy and I look at each other, and we both know that our conversation isn't over. It's far from over. To Percy, I haven't given up on Sam. And truth be told, he probably won't let me. To Percy sleeping with Missy was a fluke, a big mistake I will regret in the near distant future.

she whispered. Our identical bodies stumbled backward as our souls battled. Zerikyu grabbed my shoulders quickly, his eyes widening at the rapid change in my face as it switched between mine and Arthemisya's. "Yes, come back, Arthemisya!" shouted Zerikyu. Arthemisya raised her hand, touching Zerikyu's cheek. "You have to turn me on." Zerikyu nodded, hugging me tightly. Heat spread through me. I don't know if my screams penetrated the forest, but all I could do was break through the surface of my consciousness.

I didn’t follow, but I got a bad feeling in my gut. Smelling her fear, I released her hand so she wouldn’t feel backed into a corner. I came to give her support, not to make her scared of me. Penn turned and began short, quick paces back and forth towards the table, rushing her words. “Artemis loves animals, which is why she likes us over the vampires and witches. You know, in relation to the moon and all.” I tracked her frantic movement with my gaze. I felt the urge to hug her close and not let her go, but I couldn’t dwell on that, because I wanted answers.

Then he passes by as though I’m nothing but a speck of dust on his feet. “G-G…Ga-be.” I manage to force the words out of my lips, desperately reaching for the sweet boy who’d been a bit of a relief to me for these few days, but he’s already gone, never turning back even once. “Aww, the sting of betrayal. I’m thinking about basing the school’s next drama on a story like this. It’d be a musical titled ‘Seraphina and the peanut.’ A beautiful tragedy about a human girl who thought she stood a chance.” Artemis speaks now, taunting me with that cruel grin on his lips.

Scorpio shrieked as the light burned through his armor. The world vanished in brilliance. When the light faded, the desert was silent. Glass cracked underfoot. Leo and Scorpio lay shattered, their forms dissolving into scorched sand. Pelin exhaled and leaned into me. “Please tell me that worked.” I laughed weakly. “I think they fell for it.” Above us, Artemis clapped slowly, her smile sharp and delighted. “Oh, how beautiful,” she purred. “You never do fail to surprise me.” I tightened my grip on Pelin’s hand.

Her tears roll freely down her cheeks, though Artemis wishes otherwise, she knows that the only thing she wants is to see her twins happy. "Yes. That's what I'm saying. You will go back! You will be happy, and live a long and fruitful life with your mate. Because there is no match made in heaven and earth more perfect than you and him. At least, not in my book. Or until Ty makes up his mind to look for Emily." She smiles at her, throwing her arms over her shoulders and kissing her temples. "Oh my goddess! Is that her name? Wait! She's not our Emily is it? She's far too small for Ty." Artemis chuckles and throws her hand over her shoulder.

When Aria's fingertips brushed against Percy's clothing, both of them paused slightly. A quiet warmth rose in their hearts at the same time. This familiar feeling, one that had crossed countless reincarnations, was already etched into their very bones. No words were needed. They simply understood what the other was thinking. Percy lowered his gaze to her. His fingers gently traced the back of her hand as he felt the warmth of her palm against his. His eyes carried the same indulgent care they always had, just like on Mount Hollowlight, where he had always been her safest refuge.

he corrected softly. The realization landed hard. This was never just about power. Or fear. Or ancient rivalries. It was about control. Artemis did not fit into their world. Neither did Lucian. Neither, perhaps, did I. That night, the Crescent burned brighter than ever before. Silver light seeped through my skin, faint but undeniable, casting pale shadows along the walls. Artemis woke up crying, her small body trembling as she clutched at her chest. When I gathered her close, the ache inside me flared — resonating with hers, as if we were two strings pulled taut by the same unseen hand.

Arte sighed in response, her eyes involuntarily rolling. For a while, they all chatted and had fun. Arte even had a mini fridge in the room and told them to help themselves to snacks and drinks. Angelica came running over and threw herself at Arte dramatically "Arte, are you really sure I can't marry you when I'm older?" Her little eyes were pleading with so much affection for Artemis, her idol.