Percy Is Mistaken For Poseidon Fanfiction Novelas e Histórias

Alcina can barely hold on to her sword as it is, while still maintaining her tenuous hold on one of Orion’s spikes to steady herself on her back. A pair of arrows whistle as they just barely miss her cheek, her hair whipping upwards from the projectiles spinning past her just a millimeter away from her skin. “Pay attention,” Percy says from the ground, where he stands, perfectly relaxed with his hands tucked into his pockets - not at all unlike the form he’d assumed, that day of the ruinous wedding. Darla, seated beside him still in her panther’s form, licks her lips in a manner that sends a shiver down Alcina’s back.

Hades and Poseidon were each other's strengths and weaknesses. After the death of Poseidon, they couldn’t do anything but be tiptoeing around Hades. “KAAAAAAH!” Perseus continuously banged his sword against the invisible shield. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG BANG BANG BANG! The last attack was so desperate. Unbeknownst, he had exhausted his strength. The sweat trickled down his face, his shirt was drenched with a dump of sweat. Looking at desperate Perseus, Hades found no pleasure doing so.

“But that’s what I heard. He’s planning something.” We were all silent for a second. Then Salvatore said, “We need to find out what his next move is.” Percy hesitated again. She bit her lip. “Is there more?” I asked. She looked down at her tea. Then she said it. “I think Ares is part of it too.” Everything stopped. Salvatore froze. I felt like someone had pulled the floor from under me. “What?” I said. “I’m not sure,” Percy said quickly. “I just… I heard his voice. That day. I saw a glimpse of him. It was fast. I can’t say it clearly. Maybe I was wrong,”

“Like what? I was there. Did you miss his bum and try to stick it in his ear after I left?” Percy starts laughing like a hyena at my question, but Meldec looks less than amused. “No,” he winces, “It may have been worse than that.” “What’s worse than sticking your nub in his ear?” Percy cackled out. “No, prick. I'll turn yours into a nub if you refer to mine in such an insulting way again.” He focused a little too hard on strapping on his horse’s saddle. “I, uh, may have made a fuss about not trusting sirens. I told him he couldn't mark me back because of it.”

“You must really like seeing me fall then.” I chuckled. Fun was the least of it. I couldn't handle seeing him fall or get hurt...but he didn't need to know that. “You should ask yourself why you do that often.” I regretted it the moment the words came out. Bitting my lips and watching him, he didn't quite seem bothered. To the contrary, he laughed. “Probably one of the spells you have on me, Medusa.” I lifted a brow at him. “What’s that?” “A witch from Percy Jackson, ” he said with his lips curled up.

Looking out over the once blue ocean. The screams and thrashing of the pirates in the water as they were being ripped limb from limb by all manner of sea creatures. I smile as they meet their demise. I chuckle, laying back down when a shadow loomed over me. Opening my eyes, I take in the figure who is shielding me from the bright sun. A man. “Hello Asteria.” I blink as the glare dies and I gasp at the man infront of me. Poseidon. “Poseidon, God of the sea and storms. Thank you for saving me.” I mumble a lone tear leaves my eyes as he chuckles.

Eww. I sigh. I really was hoping that Will was my mate. But he’s not, and I have to let that go. It’s not easy, but I want my fated mate. As great as Will is, there’s a reason the Moon Goddess chooses your mate for you. He may be amazing, and I know he’s perfect for someone, but he’s not perfect for ME. I’m not so arrogant that I think I know better than the Moon Goddess. But that doesn’t mean I’m not disappointed. I was so positive that we were mates, that I never really paid attention to anyone else.

By his side was where I would always belong. "You want a mess?" Percival asked with an eyebrow raised. He placed his elbow on the table and rested the side of his chin against his knuckles. "We can start in your company," he suggested. Cadmus huffed and straightened his back. His eyes started throwing daggers back at Percival's. "What are you? Her lapdog?" Cadmus snarled. An amused chuckle slipped out of Percy's lips as he leaned back. He glanced at me, and a smirk tugged on his lips before looking back at Cadmus. "I worship her."

These three were something else. “Chris said that you had some questions.” Aphrodite said. “Mother and dad what are you doing here?” Alaexys asked. “We are here to talk with these young men.” Persephone told her. Alaexys sat down by Silas who moved the large pitcher of water away. Poseidon, that was my father’s name. He did tell us that his mother was obsessed with the Greek Gods and named him after the god of the sea. “Chris gave us the condensed version of how him and his sisters came to be. We were wondering if there was more to it than that?” I asked.

If it takes long, she will be drowned on it. "I am Poseidon! The god of the seas!" Phoenix shouted and lifted his trident. He rather looked like a merman, not a god. He's useless too. "Next, Hades!" Ah, my turn. Too bad, I don't have my Persephone because she is now Aphrodite. *sigh* I walk towards the stage where the props are finally prepared. The lights went on and a spotlight focuses on me.