Percy Jackson Husband Of Artemis Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Dearest Augustus, I know you don’t know me. None of you really got the chance to get to know me. I am sorry about that. I’m Percy, Ares’ dad. You may not remember me, but I remember you. You have always been an intelligent and strong child. I knew, watching you, that you would be just like your mother, to a fault.

The words had been ringing in her ears. 'No, she might have misheard it.' she told herself. "Wha.. what did you say?" Her voice trembled. "I am sorry, Aria..it was..." "Just shut your mouth, I didnt ask you anything. I am asking this person, who is my so-called husband. " she interrupted Crystal, her gaze fixed on Xander. For the first time, Xander saw fire in her eyes. He was taken aback for a moment. "Crystal is pregnant with my child and...." a wave of rage swept through Ariadne, and she stepped forward and slapped Xander hard, not allowing him to finish his words.

"Is Peyton Palmer here? We need your signature." I followed her, signed whatever, then rushed back. Peeking through the door, I caught him at the end of her bed—stone cold. "Stop playing games, Vivian." And just like that, the act dropped. "But I'm carrying your child," she said. Didn't even rattle him. His voice dropped colder. "So what? You planned this. I don't love you. And let me be crystal clear—nothing, NOTHING, changes Peyton's place in my life. I don't care if you have a hundred kids. It's not happening."

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

“Not yet.” My breath hitches. This is too much. Too fast. Too dangerous. I take a shaky step back. “I need space.” Neither man listens. Damon turns, gripping my shoulders gently but desperately. “Aria, look at me. You need to come with me right now. We can talk. I can explain. Just just choose me.” Lucian’s voice cuts through the air. “Or choose the truth.” I look between them. Damonmy husband. The man who broke me tonight.

That’s why he wanted Damon to be her husband, so he could take care of her and hopefully help her slowly get used to being without her parents. Arthur was also happy that he was going to get his daughter married to the guy of her dreams. Seeing her happy was the only thing that mattered to him more than anything. Now, all he needed was for Damon to accept this marriage with Riya. Arthur could already picture Riya and Damon living a happy peaceful life with their kids in the near future but little did he know life was going to hit Riya hard in many ways.

Tom Hulce squinted his eyes, staring fiercely at the girl lying quietly in Arthur's arms, a mix of anger and jealousy brewing in his heart. "On what basis?" Arthur raised his lips faintly as if considering what Tom had just said to be the most ridiculous thing in the world. Who had hurt her? Who wanted to abandon her first? Now he said he wanted her back, don't even think about it! "I am her husband, and she is my wife, let her go!" Tom Hulce shouted in a mix of shame and anger, no longer concerned about logic. He just wanted him to let go of Demi immediately!

I didn't get to ponder for long when Percy hovered on top of my body, giving me kisses after kisses, then he slipped under the cover, parted my legs, and tongue me until I climaxed, shamelessly crossing my legs onto his back until he uncovered himself from beneath the covers and smirked telling me that he loves my morning juice. "Oh... God, I'm married to fratboys." "Mm...hm... very talented fratboys." He whispered while he pulled himself back up and nuzzled to my side, lingering his kisses on my neck while rubbing his dick on my thigh. "Grady was right, you're so sensitive, I can't wait to see what other facts he's going to find out about pregnancy sex," Percy teased huskily. I tried to rol

Percy didn’t think that highly of me instead he sees me as the woman he’s tied to. “You lie Lucas, It’s not so deep. We’re engaged soon to be married it’s not like it’s rocket science for him to be fund of me.” I say moving closer to him, way too close. When I turned away I found myself back in Percy’s arm. “Watch it Lucas, people might begin to think you’re hitting on my wife.” He said, some part of me sank, Of course he would say that, in the end that’s what I wanted. “You worry too much Percy, I’m sure she’s hooked on you.” Lucas said with his hands up in surrender.

“I’m sorry, Athena. I don’t feel anything for you. I’m married. I love my wife. I’m obsessed with her. And I am leaving. Now.” Her expression hardens, all pretense of warmth vanishing. “You’re not going anywhere, Perseus. Not to her. Not to anyone. You’re mine now. Forever.”