Percy Jackson Fanfiction Percy Loses His Temper นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Rue’s POV Percy went and sat on his seat, without any single word spoken. He held his head on the palm of his hand then turned to me with a slight smile. “I’m sorry,” he said, “ she really made me mad.” “She is just being jealous, pay no attention to her.” I said Just then, I got a ping on my phone. Messages rushed through the pack network faster than any formal report ever could. Someone had dug into Percy's past with cruelty and dragged his father's death back into the open, as spectacle.

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.

"I get you're upset about being hurt, but taking it out on me is wrong! Be a good boy, have breakfast, and let me tend to your wound. I'll... consider forgiving you! "Morpheus? "Morpheus..." "Go away!" he suddenly yelled, glaring at her. "I was kind enough to push you away. Stop irritating me. Don't make me hit a woman!" Persephone's mind went blank as if lightning had shattered her beautiful day. She couldn't control the tears, sobbing with a mix of anger, fear, sadness, and despair. Such a cascade of negative emotions in a single day was beyond her imagination. Persephone was at a loss for words while shaking uncontrollably and sobbing.

He was reacting. "NEVER!" Perseus shouted like a beast, his voice filled with fury and denial. In a quick movement, he grabbed my collar with an almost crushing force. His blue eyes were blazing, a storm about to unleash. "Never compare me to him again!" "Then stop acting like an idiot!" I retorted without hesitation. I brought my hands to his and squeezed firmly but gently, conveying a silent security. Perseus's eyes were filled with anger and hate, but beneath those overwhelming emotions, something deeper was present, fear. A chronic, excruciating fear.

“You have some nerve showing up here.” Percy barely even looks at her. His entire focus stays locked on me. “I need to talk to her.” He says, not breaking eye contact with me. “No.” Anita snaps. “Lyssa...” His voice cracks badly on that single word. I’ve never seen Percy like this before. Never. He looks destroyed. Anita folds her arms furiously. “You’re unbelievable.” “I didn’t hurt her,” Percy says immediately. “I know,” I whisper softly. The room goes completely silent. Percy’s eyes snap toward mine instantly.

Percy snapped, "No! You love me! You do! If I can't have you, I'll take you by force. Before I die, you'll be mine!" He refused to accept a life of sacrifice that ended with nothing. If he could not have her, he planned to destroy her. He charged at her with a mind stripped of reason and eyes full of madness. Outside, the others heard the commotion. No one moved. They blamed Diana for their misery and for dragging them into this nightmare. They had already decided to let her suffer. "Get away from me! You stink, you disgusting freak!" she shouted. "You said I stink?" Percy roared.