Novel & Cerita Percy Jackson Fan Fiction

Mindy grabbed her by the hair and dragged her toward the bedroom, ignoring her screams. "Percy!" she barked. "Come deal with her!" Percy froze, his face twisting. His arm was injured but not badly. Cyrus had aimed to cripple, not kill. He wanted them to rot, not die quickly. Percy could still move, though clumsily. He hesitated. "Mindy, that's not right. I really like her. How can I hurt her?" Diana trembled on the bed, her voice breaking as she pleaded, "Please don't. Percy, you said you loved me, didn't you?"

“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 had checked on me twice already, her own eyes shadowed from nightmares she wouldn’t fully share. “You okay over there?” Percy asked from the kitchenette, sliding a mug of coffee my way. Her tattooed arm flexed as she moved, the ink a reminder of the armor she’d built after what those three monsters did to her. “Davin’s still ghosting?” I nodded, sipping the bitter brew. It burned going down, matching the twist in my gut. “Yeah. I keep replaying it. He looked so hurt, Perce. Like I betrayed him by not noticing. But I can’t force feelings. Not when I’m still picking up pieces from Girad. God, what if I lose him as a friend too?”

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.

“He has such a wild taste that makes it hard to keep up with him and-” “Are you done?” I cut her off, my face clearly held irritation. She was taken aback by my harsh response. “You should mind your business and stop talking about my Percy like that.” I clamped my eyes shut, did I just openly claim Percy? It was just me trying to keep Greta’s mouth shut and sell the idea right? “You shouldn’t be the one worried about his fantasies, I am his fantasies.” I said and turned ready to leave when I saw Percy just in front of me. He had beard what I said to her, his eyes fell on my face.

Only Jaiyana. Ion peed his pants after realizing that Jaiyana is done with Percy. Is he next? He badly wanted to escape, but his legs couldn't move. Jaiyana's cold gaze darted towards Ion, who wetted his pants. She almost raised an eyebrow at him. How could a 14 year old kid wet his pants? Jaiyana looked at Flint's face, who's eyes almost burst into tears and realized, 'oh he's just scared. '

“Now tell me what you’re doing in Pawxlore as Jade Rivers.” I caught my breathing and tried to shift away from him, ‘cause the illicit thoughts I had of his hardened cock on my ass were making it hard for me to concentrate, and be fucking logical. This was dangerous, I was playing with bloody fire, but that’s what lit my fucked up hormones up… I’ve always loved the burn. “This is turning you on, isn’t it? Liam was right, you’re a pervert, now get your cock off my ass or I’m not answering a fucking thing.”

She promptly informed us that it’s a boy. Speaking of our little oracle, she’s still unnervingly perceptive. You’ll never believe this, but she somehow knows what happened to Astaroth. Apparently, he’s alive and calling himself Ash. She said he’s ‘playing pretend’ and that he isn’t hurting anyone. I don’t know whether to be relieved or concerned. Probably both. In happier news, Nixie and Percy are moving in together! They’ve been taking things painfully slow, but she says she’s ready now, and honestly, I’m thrilled for them. It’s about time.

she finally interjected, slamming her register shut and waving her pen at me from a distance, earning a disapproving glance from Percy. "I heard you, and let me tell you, I don't give a damn," she hissed, her eyes piercing through me. "What? How can you not care? You're a girl too, just like me," I persisted, trying to reason with her. "Huh! We're not the same. You're from the group that remained strong while everyone else suffered during those chaotic times. You've got some nerve calling me out for not wanting to help you," she retorted angrily, tossing the pen in my direction. Percy swiftly intervened, catching it before it could hit me.