Novel & Cerita Percy Jackson Fanfiction Percy Coughing Blood

The affected part of his body started bleeding but he didn’t even flinch and kept on dragging her out of the room “Go get a shower, I can smell Theodore all over you. Get rid of his scent before Rose find out or else even Lord Evandor Adino cannot protect you from her wrath!” Percy gritted his teeth and slammed the door right on her face. “Slut!” Percy uttered in hatred and went inside again. “Sad! Percy was looking quite striking in that white shirt. It’s all ruined now” Theodore commented looking at him with fake sad expression and Percy rolled his eyes.

The wind howled violently, scratching at my throat until I felt an itch that seemed to make me want to cough. "Enough talking. Choose, or I'll let them both go." At Amber's signal, the men next to us hoisted both me and Tara up. The salty sea breeze hit me in the face, and the sharp smell of ocean water churned my stomach. However, nothing compared to the screaming in my ears. Before I could even draw a breath, Ethan had already made his choice. At that moment, everything went silent. Amber instinctively turned to look at me. My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why.

I dropped to my knees and covered my ears as I felt like my head was going to explode from the tremendous noise. “Silence! I cannot take it anymore! I beg of you!” I screamed, still covering my ears. Then, I heard footsteps rushing in my direction. “Son!” My father's voice---the lord of the Scovell Manor---echoed in the night as he swung the door open. He knelt down before me and his strong arms enclosed my body. “Son, you are as pale and cold as the dead! What has happened to you? We were searching for many days, but we did not come upon you!” My father exclaimed and helped me stand upright. I could not find my voice as my senses became clouded by the loud and fast beating of my father's he

Until Percy noticed and placed his hand there too. "Does it hurt?" he asked in a panic. "N-no," I choked on my words. I was crying uncontrollably that it was hard to speak. "P-Percy, they're r-reviving m-mom," I told him in between my sobs. Percival hugged me from the side, his hand stroking my head. "Shh," he whispered. "I'm here. I got you." My sight became blurry again as tears pooled in my eyes. My hand slowly reached for Percy's arm and held onto it. That made him look at me, so I arched my neck to look back at him.

Giving him a small towel. “I’ll prepare it right away, it would help you.” He left his side, leaving Albert coughing into the towel, what was wrong, this was the first time something like this was happening. Why was he coughing blood, he felt his heart twisted. And he couldn’t breathe. He opened his mouth wide for air. While he waits for Peru to returned with the tea. Hitting his chest with his hands. The discomfort was too much, he fell from the chair he was sitting on.

I couldn't complete my sentence as I started coughing, droplets of blood began falling from my lip, and I whimpered as my head pounded from the pain. He smirked and looked at me coldly. I coughed more violently. I could feel that my eyes were beginning to water. The heat of my tears mixed with the blood that dripped down from the side of my mouth, I didn't know if I was crying from pain or embarrassment of being weak, or some mixture of both. When he tried to move toward me again, I closed my eyes waiting for the impact and praying for my soul, but it never came. So I opened my eyes and came face to face with the Lycan King holding Leon’s hand.

I tried to exclaim so bad but even my lips felt so heavy that I couldn't feel anything, only numbness. My body stopped right in front of where he was floating. I gritted my teeth and tried moving my hands but I really couldn't. Fuck this! It was like it was glued to my waist and hips. Percy grinned before his eyes glowed into purple until my mouth slowly opened, trembling even if I wasn't trying to open it. He parted his lips and my body flinched as if my heart jumped out of my ribcage. In a second, yellow shadows of light started coming out of my mouth and it was transferring into Percy's mouth. A tear fell on my cheek as I tried moving but it was like I was wrapped by coldness while I was

The terrible, gut-wrenching fights where she'd raked her nails down his face, where she'd screamed that she wished he'd died instead of Tobias. Eleanor came back to herself with a gasp, scrambling forward on hands and knees. "Perseus?" Her voice broke. "Perseus, no... gods, what have I done?" Sobs wracked her body as she cradled his face, her thumbs smearing blood across his ashen cheeks. She tapped his face gently, then harder when he didn't respond. "Please, please, look at me—" Perseus coughed, a thick glob of blood spilling past his lips. More followed, gushing from the wound in his chest with alarming speed. It shouldn't be this much—the injury wasn't that severe—but the blood kept comi

The fire ruptured the darkness by burning it up as if the whole night was bleeding. And that was what I smelt in the air. The burning of my home, my family, and all the werewolves in my pack. "No!!!" I growled under the night sky with all my efforts, but my voice was smothered down by the howling wind. The swallowed bitter thing in my mouth surged at the back of my throat again. This time, I had to let it out by coughing violently. "Oh fuck!" Lucas dropped me to the ground. "She's fucking coughing blood now! She's a fucking plague!"