Novel & Cerita Percy Is Mistaken For Poseidon Fanfiction

The vampire smiled and walked behind me, yanking my hair back and exposing the veins on my neck, he licked the vein and I tried hard not to be sick. ‘’You think your Werewolf lover -- Percy is going to come save you don’t you?’’ He whispered into my ear and even then tied up as I was, scared and badly needing to use the bathroom, my heart still started the erratic beating I was now so familiar with. Percy. What had happened to him? . . . . and why was this male referring to him as a Werewolf? I hoped these vampires with the audacity to kidnap their princess hadn’t harmed him. I wondered what I would do, how I would feel if they had.

She starts to cry. Poseidon wraps his arms around Lucy. “Sweetheart, it’s my fault. I should've kicked my womanizing brother out long ago. He’s just like our father. He stuck all sorts of ideas into Helios’ head about how a woman is supposed to behave and how to deal with them. I’m gotten between him and women he’s abused countless times. I threw him out as soon as I got home, and Helios was upset. Edward is some kind of hero to him.”

And he had his hand lodged menacingly round the neck of the guy I’d just been about to kiss. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing Percy?” he growled. Percy? The guy was called Percy? He looked nothing like a Percy. Surely Percy was a green tank engine…. “Answer me!” he shouted. In a rather rare moment of bravery, I stepped forward and said, “Erm, I think you need to let go of him if you want him to answer you.” The scary guy snapped his head round to look at me in shock, before turning back to Percy and finally noticing that he was starting to turn an alarming shade of purple.

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.

I assured him, and I meant it to. "Thanks." I focused on finishing our lunch then. How do we get Zerena to come back? ****Author's Note: Poor Percy, hated for something he had no control over. There will be more Phoenix things to come now that Fane has fully awoke.

“Yes, I dream of you drowning. And even though I can’t drown you myself, one can only hope you get paralyzed and end up choking to death in a tub of your own sweat.” God, some things are sacred. Percy can never be any of those things. I chuckled. There’s no way I’d ever be attracted to this piece of dirt. Even though I think he and I could form a friendship someday- actually no. That’s not going to happen either. I feel so relaxed, and happy.

Percy then massaged the black crystal ball he was holding, it produced smoke but thank goodness, the smoke didn't seem harmful. "What do you want?!" One Alpha asked. The side of Percy's lips rose before he glanced at me. "I didn't mean to cause a war. Just grant my request and we will leave you, peacefully." "What exactly do you want, Percy?!" Fenris groaned. "Fuck this! Since when did you become Darkesta's dog?" Percy laughed so hard, that it echoed on the whole ground. "Oh mind you," he shrugged, still chuckling. "I am not anyone's dog, Fenris. I am my own master."

I just wanted to see what all the kids in my preschool was talking about. Sadly, as I grew up that if I wanted to watch such things as Hercules, Sinbad, Troy, Wonder women, and the most of all either of the Percy Jackson movies. The Percy Jackson was the one he didn’t want me to see the most for some reason. I had to go over Cal’s place to see that movie, and I’m not sure what was in it that my father hated. It was about one of Poseidon kids he had with a mortal, that was accuse of stealing Zeus thonder bolt. As I was working on my paper and trying my best to not throw my laptop out the window because I not finding where to collect more information on Poseidon that there was a knock on my do

"You are the King of Olympus, so act accordingly. " I follow the sound to its source finding a well groomed man in his early twenties in a light blue suit holding a staff. "That's so mean Poseidon." Zeus pouts striking me by lightening. Poseidon? The God of the mighty sea? The wielder of the powerful trident? The father of the awesome, the savvy, the great PERCY JACKSONjQuery21402353378429486861_1596566707202? I was moments away from interviewing him before the last of the three main Gods appear making us realise of his presence only when he wanted us to.

And in that pause, with the sea behind her and the gold bright in her blood, Celeste understood the truth of the beach more clearly than ever: Ares had come expecting to face a vampire. Instead he had found the edge of a goddess. expand this chapter ### Chapter 155: High Ground The beach gave Celeste more than room to stand her ground. It gave her leverage. The Deep Script, born of Poseidon’s gift to Queen Dacia, answered the sea around them like a second current beneath the visible one. The ocean was not merely behind Celeste now; it was with her, a power rising through the shoreline and feeding the tension in the air. With the water at her back and the tide at her feet, she had the high gr