Percy Jackson Absorbs Kronos Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Alpha Darious, Spencer, and everyone else instantly tensed, backing away as their eyes widened in disbelief. With a twisted screech Percy’s torn form instantly reanimated each half rising as separate entities, both burning with the same dark aura. Asher immediately blocked Percy’s attack with one of his hands. During his struggle with the swirling darkness, Ronan’s eyes snapped to Asher, who was now fighting two Percys. Using his curse energy, Asher distracted one of the Percys and launched a brutal attack on the other, tearing open his head from the torso. However, the moment Percy dropped dead, another Percy arose from the fallen one. Now Asher had to fight three Percys.

Percy quickly rushed on stage. He almost lost his temper and attacked Fane when he looked at his fellow disciples, one dead and one injured. If that happened, it would be exactly what Fane wanted. He did not even need to do anything, and Percy would be turned into ashes by the Whirling World.

author pov Evelynn gave a muffled cry and stood holding her hand over her mouth. Tears were shimmering in her eyes as Cronos put his arms around her waist pulling her back against his chest. He whispered in her, "What is it my heart?" She leaned her head back gazing up into his eyes, hers still shimmering with tears, "Leo, something evil has him."

I chuckle at him when I lean as far forward as I can, so I’m in his face. “Don’t forget, Zeus, power is given and can be taken. You should know that. After all, you and your brothers did the same thing to your father, if I’m not mistaken. You took his power and bound him. So don’t talk to me about being weak. You couldn’t bind him yourself.” I say with a smirk on my lips and he looks at me with wide eyes. “Kronos is behind that Gate. You fed him your power. Now, do you understand what you have done?” I stop smirking and look right at him. Wow he is so full of himself.

His hand grasped the snow white neck of the pretty damsel before him with ruthless aggression. How could he not know about succubae? They were a species that lustful Olympians like him adored. And because he knew about them, he knew that without his body it was foolish to try to bed a succubus. Even he wouldn’t be able to fight her control if he made such a mistake. “Please,” the succubus pleaded. But Cronos wasn’t exactly known for being a reasonable chap. He nonchalantly snapped her neck before tossing her aside like a dirty napkin.