Percy Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

And should he ever get the sense that Darla is in danger- -Percy can morph it, in the blink of an eye, into a point sharp enough to tear right through the mortal who had been foolish enough to dare raise a hand against his beloved creature. As a much more banal matter, Percy also often wants to change the design of the necklace, whenever he places his hand on it; like a mindless gesture, not unlike the way some others tap a rhythm with their fingers, or hum an idle song. Darla brings up a hand to run over the chain, feeling out the new design for herself. “I suppose,” Percy says. “It is not as though I do not understand where Brendan is coming from.” Darla looks at him with a frown.

"I hope it's another boy. I don't think I can handle a girl. . . I'm sure she'd get a lot of suitors." "They'd be too afraid of you to even make a move." "They should be," he said. "Are we done here?" I asked, still embracing him. "I want to see Marcus, and we still need to prepare for the move." "We are done here. But I still want to hold you for a little longer," Percy said, stroking my back and head. "You make me so happy, Tali. I want to hold you like this forever." Percival gently lifted my face to wipe my tears. He kissed my cheek and tugged the loose strands of my hair behind my ear. "Let's go."

Percy stood up from his chair, straightening his jacket with slow, deliberate movements. “You broke up with her,” Percy continued calmly. “You humiliated her.” “You abandoned her.” “You don’t get to come back now and pretend she still belongs to you.” Aiden’s hands trembled at his sides. “She’s my mate,” he rasped. Percy tilted his head slightly. “Not anymore.” Silence fell again. Then Percy did something unexpected. He stepped forward and placed his hand gently on my shoulder. And when he spoke again, his voice softened. “Because she loves me now.”