Percy Jackson Fanfiction Prince Of Olympus Novels & Stories

Elias froze, his chest tightening as though an iron band had snapped shut around his ribs. His father blinked. “Prince Kael Viren? The crowned Lycan prince of Pennsylvania?” Zane leaned forward, elbows resting on the table. His smile widened, cruel and triumphant. “The very same. You see, your dear Elias was… very close with him. More than friends, I’d say. In fact…” His eyes shifted deliberately to Elias, savoring the moment like a predator about to pounce. “…they were lovers.” The air shattered.

He pushed the lady to the ground and stood up from the bed towards the bathroom that was on the left side of the room. Prince Percy smiled as he dumped the used condom into the lavatory. Another girl down but he wasn't satisfied yet. He stared at his reflection, his deep blue eyes stared back at him. He flexed his muscular arm and ran a hand through his golden-brown hair. Percy was a man of great height at Six feet, three inches tall. A perfect creation every lady wanted. To the prince, He wanted a life free from entanglement and a life of fun that could make him pick any girl he wanted since all they ever wanted was money. Percy took a short bath in the jacuzzi and when he returned, the gir

Lana’s POV: With trembling fingers, I dared to open my small cabin room. The lights were finally off, which means the party has ended for good. All these hours, I shut myself in as I know the night might get much worse, if I stepped out. They will lock me up in one of the dungeons if they have any idea what I am up to. Rex!!! My secret boyfriend and the future alpha of the pack. The only person who showed some mercy and love from this pack, and it turned out all fake. Or else how could he cheat on me ?? and even do worse??

Prince went close pulling her into an embrace. "I had a horribly dream."Lucia breathed out holding his hand like she depended on it. "Tell me all about it, love." Prince Alexius said laying his hand on top of hers. "I had a dream, i had just found my parents. I was the Princess of Greece and that meant you were my cousin brother-" She paused. "That also meant our kids were bastard kids and that we couldn't be together." She sighed. The Prince's eyes turned a shade darker of sapphire. They were already bloodshot, he didn't respond. He was overwhelmed with everything that was happening. He did not know what to mutter, his skin shivered... it was all just too much to take in.

The moment that the back of his hand touches my cheeks, I can’t help but purr with happiness. “Anya,” I heard the man in a leather jacket say, I angrily turned to him and hissed. I don’t know why these people keep calling me that when clearly it was not my name. “Do you hate that name so much?” My ocean-blue-eyed prince asks. I stop and thought about it. Do I really hate being called that? I turned to my ocean-blue-eyed prince and said, “Not really,” I said with a smile. “But my name is Persephone, not Anya.”

Kion tilted his head a bit and slowly turned around to look at the 2nd Prince who blatantly ignored Kyra's subtly way of telling him to screw off. For people in different departments, who hardly got to see eachother, it made sense that Kion would be scarce. Although it didn't make sense that each time she would catch a glimpse of him in the hallways or around school, he would be with Fiona, did that girl have nothing better to do other than cling to him like a parasite? The 1st Prince was even worse, he would always find a way to come see Kyra no matter what he was doing. It almost seemed as though he got into the academy just because she was there as well, almost like an obsessive stalker o

It was my turn to know if she really wanted me. I whispered her name and started to move my hand down to my member. He was throbbing with desire for the dream that had started in my mind. Now he just wanted her to touch him too. Would it be too much to imagine such a scene? To be touched by the woman I loved? My breathing was out of control from imagining my princess watching me. I could hear her breathing heavily and I knew she was delighted to see me. What was she doing? Maybe she was touching herself too.

He lifted my chin, gripped my cheeks, which were no longer sunken but chubby, and forced me to look at his orange eyes. "It's not a big deal. Release her," Sony said, slapping his hand off my cheek. I closed my eyes, thinking that I and Sony would be punished, but to my shock, he did release me. He turned to look at Beta Sony and said, "So this is what you do when I am not home? Relaxing and eating ice cream like a kid instead of taking care of the kingdom?" His eyes were now red. They kept changing colors. From black to orange to red, thus making it difficult to read him.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

They end up cursing the life of others, she sighed. "Mother, he's here okay. He's fine. Well, at least that's what I think he is." Pheia pulled the door open and there they see the Prince still standing in the backyard. Somewhat lost in his own thoughts. Her mom squeaks heavily as she does not expect to see the Prince is not in a coma state. See... he is her favorite character. Her mom runs to his side and before the Prince was back to his senses, he was grabbed by Pheia's mom inside their house. And there she knew and cried when she saw the injuries of the Prince that seems to be unpatched but cloth with blood.