Percy Jackson And Annabeth Chase Fanfiction Novels & Stories

From the ceiling dangles a waterfall crystal chandelier just above the flower pot. The dining environment is rather cheerful. The butlers and housemaids were serving breakfast as usual as father sat at the head of the table having a delightful conversation with mother, who sat next to him. Luke was about to bite the crimson apple, but Daniel grabbed it from him before he could do so. Jacob, shortly followed by Annabeth, entered the dining room. ***** Annabeth Olivia Knight. Daughter of Beta Jordan. Ever since we were little, she has been my closest friend. Annabeth, or Ann as we call her, has two brothers, Daniel and Jacob. Annabeth is the youngest of the group, followed by Jake and Daniel.

I hadn’t said anything funny… had I? No. No, this was just them. Annabeth was the first to stop. She stepped toward me—slow, deliberate, predatory. Two steps, and suddenly she was too close, invading my space like she had every right to. Her finger jabbed into my chest, pushing. “My brother Max would never date a girl like you,” she said, her voice low and venomous. “I don’t know what you did to him—what you fed him during those months—but whatever it is, it clearly messed with his head."

The jock stormed away, leaving the heavy tension to weigh on the rest of us. “I am not okay with this, dad, but if you really find her--I will know you are truly sorry. Steven will understand too.” Tina calmed our father a bit. After the odd lunch, I rushed to my room, ready to call Annabeth. I told her I would like to move in with her somewhere, and she was simply thrilled. We planned our near future together for at least half an hour. ***

I leaned down, my teeth grazing the sensitive skin of her throat, my mark screaming to be placed. I was seconds away from changing both our lives forever when the brass bell of the perimeter gate shrieked through the room. The sound was like a stab through my chest. "No!! Get off of me!" Annabeth’s voice was sharp, filled with a sudden, panicked clarity that cut through the haze of my desire.

“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.

She yanked her hand free from Elizabeth's grip and stepped back, maintaining a mocking distance. "You can't hold me down for too long," she whispered with a wicked glint in her eye. "You promised never to come back if I fulfilled your last request! You're clearly just like your mom, a gold-digging attention seeker!" Elizabeth said, intentionally trying to trigger her. Annabeth burst into laughter as she stepped further away from her. "Emotional blackmail? You can't beat me at what I do best." She taunted, her voice dripping with confidence. "I'm back for good, Sister," Annabeth declared as she picked up her bag and headed towards the door. She intentionally brushed her shoulder against Eliza

"Do you know what it's like to have the one thing in your life almost ripped away from you? Do you?!" I eased back, tried to keep my pillow dumping on the down low. I nodded. "Yes. I almost lost Ryker. The man I came in with? We're keeping each other. Forever. He's really smart and important. Maybe we can help you get Annabeth back. Would you like us to try to help you?" Tears gathered in her eyes. "You are going to help me." She shook the syringe as she stood up. Her hand shook. The light glinted off the uncovered steel of the needle, catching my eye.

Although knowing her, she can easily manipulate the situation to her advantage, instead of constantly giving on to the annoyance his actions cause her to feel. "He would surely take that as a compliment," Sherfy said. *** Anne's mischievous spirit suddenly kicked in at the sight of Percy's miserable condition. Dishearten by the result of his battle, he remain seated at a bench outside the arena, quietly sobbing without ceasing. "My condolences, Percy," Anne sat beside him, mocking the poor young man. "No fair, argh! That Albrecht guy is insane!" Percy rashly ran his hand through his face and yelled in fury and disappointment.

She was the headmaid of the packhouse and wife of the late Beta John. "Oh, I'm so glad you're well. When Stuart told me he had met you in the mortal world, I almost didn't believe him,” Annabeth repeated. “Truly, I'm glad to see you again." I shook my head. "You too." Annabeth observed my appearance closely, concern hanging over her. She wore her heart on her sleeve, so I could more or less guess what she was thinking. "I suppose what the Alpha said is true?" "That I’ve been hiding his daughters yet still come back? That's true." I grinned bitterly.

“As for Shikoba, I hope her meeting with Chuck is a good sign. We’ll offer whatever support we can to help her transition to pack life so she can and will accept Rohan as her mate.” “PERSEPHONE!” The shout from the hallway made everyone raise their heads. Shortly after the scream Delilah Fayte appears in the doorway, looking flustered and out of breath. “Delilah? What’s wrong? Are you okay? I thought you were hanging out with Suzie. Did one of her friends do something? I’ll kick their asses.” Persephone was instantly on her feet, questioning her sister as she rushed over to her. I can’t imagine any of the kids Suzie Walterson hangs out with being disrespectful to a visiting ally. Last of all