Percy Gets The Hunt Pregnant Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He looked down at the blonde who is not showing any sign of waking up and redirected the taxi hospital, asking him to take them to the hospital. In his office, Percy watched the last scene of the hunt with a thoughtful look on his face. This was an interesting development. Never in the history of the hunt have they had such a situation. He wondered what one of his viewers was doing at the hunt scene. He needed to talk to Mr. Ladden. That was some bloody risk he took. If anything were too happy to him how will they explain? He had just picked up his personal phone to make the call when his phone rang startling him. " Hello, " he gruffed into the phone.

I said, curious and wary over the look on his face. "Look, Deirk loves you so much. He won't let what needs to happen to save you, Jo, and me. At the end of the day, I love him too. The last thing I want to do is lie to him or circumvent his wishes for me... but we have to do it to save his life and all the rest of ours. Otherwise, this cycle will just continue to repeat over and over," Percy said. I tried to listen to what he was saying, but I was fighting an extreme attraction to him. My mind was betraying me, but it didn't matter. He was in my mind, and he could tell. I turned away from him, trying to hide the obvious evidence of my thoughts.

"My priority is taking care of my children, Percy. I'm not interested in dragging anyone into anything." Percy's laughter echoed through the aisle, drawing the attention of a few curious shoppers. "You can pretend all you want, Rita. But we all know you're trying to trap Jaden into marrying you again by using those kids." Rita's fists clenched, and her voice turned icy. "That's not true, and you know it. Our relationship is in the past. I'm moving forward for the sake of my children." Percy's expression turned smug as he leaned in closer. "Speaking of children, you might find this amusing. I'm pregnant too."

Phil's POV Hunting—was a chance to spend time with Vera, so I thought, before Lucy decided to tag along. “No, Lucy. You are pregnant, remember?” She approached the table where Vera and I stood. “I didn't forget that. But haven't you heard about pregnant women exercising to keep the baby fit?” “Really?” I turned to Vera as if to inquire from her. She nodded and I hated that she agreed. “See.”Lucy flaunts a smile. “So we go hunting or we just stand here like statues.”

She dialed a contact number on her call logs. "Honey, someone almost stabbed me with a scalpel about ten minutes ago. I need to know who it was. Please help me," Trixie spoke her petitions straightforwardly. "Thank you, honey!" Trixie did not make her words clear on purpose. She was sure Don Carlo, now considered a husband without the matrimony of marriage, her partner, live in or out, would never let this thing go lightly. Trixie also wanted to know who was after her dear Trisha.

"Notice how the male figures are depicted performing feats of strength to attract potential mates..." "See?" Ploy whispered. "Educational." "I don't need to attract a mate," I whispered back. "I need to survive a normal conversation without revealing I'm half-vampire." "What was that?" "Nothing." The lecture finally ended after what felt like seventeen hours. As we packed up our bags, Ploy turned to me with that look again—the one that meant trouble. "So," she said casually. "Ready for that ride to my dad's garage?" My stomach dropped. In all the pottery-smashing chaos, I'd forgotten about her evil plan.

He asked fixing me with a curious look that made me want to tell him every single thing about myself. Unlike Declan’s eyes, Percy’s weren’t black, they were a beautiful brown, almost gold. “He used me.” I mumbled, shifting my gaze to the ground where about four crushed cigarette laid. “How?” Was Percy’s only response. I let out a small sigh. “We were supposed to get married. He… he tricked me, he and Evelyn. I… I loved him…” My voice went awfully small at the end and I hated myself for it. I could not afford to be weak, especially not in front of Percival Henderson.

a heightened sense of curiosity becomes of Chloe, with the new revelation. Percy’s expression darkens as he recalls the events of the past. “Twenty years ago, a tragedy occurred. Alpha Lucas Smith, Wilson’s dad, had asked me to help him track down the vampyres who had broken our treaty by spilling human blood. During that mission, I found Seraphina, locked away by those who sought to use her power. We fought together, and we triumphed, but she was pregnant. She told me she was leaving, that I should not look for her. That was the last time I saw her.” The silence that follows is deafening, the weight of Dr. Percy’s confession hanging in the air like a guillotine blade. Chloe stares at her fa

“We would’ve been hunted. “Our lives would have been a constant over-the-shoulder glance.” He nodded. “Yeah. But we probably would’ve been happy for a while.” I pressed my body against his chest, his arms enfolded me in their familiar warmth. “I don’t want a little while, Perrin,” I whispered. “I want after. I want a future where our child actually gets to be something other than a prophecy.” He held me tighter. “Then we fight for that.” --- The dream came again that night.

My mating ceremony with Chris kept getting interrupted, one reason after another. The first time, his adopted sister Lucy threw him a bachelor party. He drank too much and missed our slot. The second time, right before we set out, Lucy twisted her ankle. Chris took her to the hospital and missed it again. The third time, we were already standing at the vow platform when Lucy cried until she fainted below. Once again, Chris left me standing there. The fourth time, the fifth time... Lucy, every single time. "Hurry up, Sheila! This is the eighth time! There are only fifteen minutes left to receive the Moon Goddess's blessing. If you miss it again, the Moon Goddess will take it as proof the