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The thought of her naked and cuffed in my bed made me smirk before settling down to talk to Percy about the boundaries that we were setting for her. He was back to reading her file which he still has in his hand, scrutinizing line after line. Percy had always been the meticulous one and he was pointing out that once again her dad's a douchebag. He was truly pissed but pointed out ways to crush the man as we bounce ideas until we decided on one and discussed it further with her. "Let's just get back to Jacqueline, she must be pissed by now we've been leaving her for too long." Percy got up in seconds, his hand wiped his face as if he was trying to get rid of his wariness.

*Past Life Aphrodite* Trigger warning: Nonconsensual Sexual Activity His eyes softened and I realized I had him. I moved up to his legs, my hands, moving upwards as I knelt in front of him. My eyes widened as I felt his member. It wasn’t even hard and it was about the same size as Zeus’. My mouth watered and my flower started to perfume the area. If I could get him to fall for me, even under the pretense of pretending to be her, I might get out of this alive. I looked back at Zeus and winked at him. He was already starting to stroke his dick like the pervert he was. I pulled Hep’s pants down, springing his cock free, my hands starting to skillfully stroke him. I dug through my memory trying

As Luke’s main target wasn’t Percy at the moment, he didn’t spare him a second glance and began to move towards Theodore, beating or killing everyone coming in his way. Percy got up from the ground and saw Mina fighting with one of the ancient vampires from special team who was beating the sh*t out of her and marched towards them. “Go somewhere else. This one is mine!” He said with authority and the guy nodded obediently but a flirty smirk took over his face. “Leave, before one of them will kill you” Percy ordered in a dominant voice. “I will die for my pack rather than running like a coward!” Mina replied looking directly in his eyes and for a moment she was hypnotized by his beauty.

Morpheus stood and shook his hand, showing manners which my generation seemed to have forgotten. “Indeed, sir. I have always found Athens in particular to be a very interesting city.” My father was as taken aback by Morpheus’ fluent Greek as my mother was, and his keen mind for the ancient Greek civilisations seemed to spark something in my father and launched him into a lengthy debate with Morpheus all through dinner, continuing in my father’s study afterward. Morpheus, of course, had the upper hand as he had actually been around when the ancient Greeks built Athens and the rest of the famous Greek cities. He knew intricate details and had insight into things which my father could only drea

Then she sighed, "And maybe it is my fault. Maybe if I was a better person, loved you better, you would have trusted me. I do not know, but all I knew from the first day I saw you hidden in those bushes was that I had to protect you. I had to keep you safe. The only problem was eventually, I had to let you fend for yourself. As you said, you are not a child." He came closer now. "I did not mean it. I was hurt. I was mad. I cannot live without you. I do not care what you do anymore." "It does not matter if you care or not anymore," She replied. Leonidas heart was racing with pain but jealousy still found a way to slip through. "Why? Because you love Achilles now?" Persephone ignored it. "Beca

I looked down to his hand and looked up again to meet his eyes with my knitted eyebrows. "It's unnecessary." I said. "C'mon, I just want to change your first impression of me." "You know, you're right because I thought you had autism but I realized you're just stupid, I'm Hera Areios and please stop being a pervert." I mocked and reached for his hand and we did a handshake, but the moment our hands touched, I felt a thousand volts of electrifying sensation that creeped up to my whole being, which caused me to release his hand immediately. I don't know if he felt it too but the way his rounded eyes widened, I know he felt it too but he hid it with a cough.

“Persephone is a bitch, I have told you that a lot of times.” “Can’t I talk to her father?” “Zeus?” “Yeah, I think so. That was what our Greek mythology subject said back in middle school, so, unless they are not right, then I am wrong.” “Stop being a jerk, Zac.” I have never lived dangerously because our parents lived in a peaceful and quiet community. The closest thing to violence that I did so far was driving alone and not stopping for a moment of rest. That was why I was all of a sudden a hottie now and why I do not require so much rest. The time that I fed on a raw steak finally made sense to me.

But nobody could decide what would happen in the future. After glancing at the Sea God statue, Jason left. His only goal this time was the Divine Clan of the Ancient Greece, so he didn't want to be entangled with the Yalans. The Divine Clan of the Ancient Greece had countless myths and legends, beautiful, bleak, and magnificent. The myths and legends of the Realm of Adria had never had a fixed system, but the ancient Divine Clan had a fixed system. where any story of the ancient Divine Clan could be found.

Before opening it, as if knowing already that this was going to take some time, she’d backed up until she sank into one of those high-backed chairs. The book was clearly old, so she’d had to turn the pages slowly to keep from ripping them. A couple of those pages were written completely in Greek, which she found only a bit odd, and she wondered what else could surprise her in this place. Her mother had tried to teach her to read in Greek. But Penn hadn’t thought it was necessary, so the lessons hadn’t gotten very far. Names that appeared early on in the book were familiar as she remembered her mother telling her the story of the lycan origination when she was just a little girl. But as she c

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.