Percy And Clarisse Love Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It was hot. Slowly, I pushed myself up to level our faces. I smiled at Percy and softly kissed his lips while holding his face. I knew our bodies were burning for something rough and intense. But I wasn't done confessing my love for him, neither was Percival. He breathed a sigh of relief when our lips parted and our foreheads pressed together. "I love you," he said, and I kissed him again. I wanted to do something for him too. So, my hand reached for his sweatpants. But he caught it before I could touch him and brought my hand to his lips. He kissed my palm and said, "Not yet."

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

My thoughts were too excited to think straight and I held Clarissa close to myself, feeling lightness and happiness wash over me. A gentle breeze rustled in the room and I felt that something shifted in my life, as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I looked down at Clarissa, who was staring up at me with her sea-blue eyes, filled with love and adoration. I couldn't believe that this was the same woman who had been forbidden to me just a few days ago. Now, she was mine, marked by me and bound to me forever.

He was like warming up a bottle of wine, not paying attention to when to drink but paying more attention to his feelings when drinking and who he was drinking with. The faint scent of perfume, with the faint scent of liquorice spreading from his brother, made Claude somewhat shaken, clumsily tilting his head. They looked straight at each other. The sound of breathing became heavier and heavier. Even Claude could see the image of himself immersed in the swimming pool from each other's eyes. Cyrus' long fingers rested on his, the cold sensation sending him into an electric shock. They were engrossed in their embrace until they fell on his white bed.

Sinclair drowned herself in tears, eventually becoming borderline deranged as a result. Sometimes, she'd mistake Clarisse for me and call her my name, force-feeding her all sorts of things that she was allergic to. Then, when she was clear of mind, she'd beat and shout at her instead. Clarisse wanted to escape, but she was so used to living a luxurious life that she didn't want to go back to becoming a commoner. In the end, she could only endure her torturous fate. On the day I left, Jasper tried to chase after me by car, only to be caught in an accident, leaving one of his legs crippled.

I reply, admiring her unwavering will and strength. I release her from my embrace and stand up, dusting off my light blue denim jeans before stretching out my hand to lift her up. “Let’s go for a walk”, I say, taking her hands in mine. As we meander through the pack grounds, I realize, and I’m grateful for, that Clarissa and I share an unbreakable bond that nothing can ever destroy. CLARISSA’S POV

she repeats, incredulous, “There is no us.” I bite back a laugh as Percy nods solemnly. “Yet. But the fates have spoken.” Nixie makes a strangled noise and tosses her towel at his head before stalking away. Percy watches her go, completely unbothered. “She’s coming around.” “You’re delusional,” I inform him. He winks, “I prefer optimistic.” I shake my head, laughing. It’s nice to see him being so upbeat. There may be danger lurking and shadows creeping, but for now, there’s also this. Light, laughter and hope, and I intend to hold onto it.

Not sorrow. Fear. “Hades, I only…” Her voice broke. “I only loved you too much. I have loved you since we were young. Why did you choose Persephone instead of me?” “So you invented a death sentence.” “I only wanted you to look at me.” “You took my wife’s place in my house.” “I only wanted a little of your care…” “You destroyed my family.” His voice was not loud, but each word struck like iron. The hall went terribly quiet.

Liz sighed again, and Clarissa grinned triumphantly. "Clarissa, call me later and keep me updated. I worry about you, even if you don't. I will need the draft of your first six chapters in the next couple of weeks. And, Clarissa, be careful. I love you." "I love you, too. I'm on it. Don't fret."

She didn’t expect him to remember about this but he did and now wanted to share this felicitous moment with his lover to etch its power in their core. “I couldn’t witness this arresting sight which I wanted to witness with you but now no one could steal this chance away from me. I wanted to ask you to be in my fate forever… again.” His voice overflowed with dejection as they missed it before but he returned a grin in the end, indicating it was finally becoming a reality. “I am already in your fate, Zadicus, that’s where I belong…” Persephone giggled, holding his collar when Zadicus held her waist, pressing their lower bodies with intense eye contact.