Percy Jackson Kane Chronicles Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

There's no other way to describe his obsession. "Sure!" Kane chuckles. Grammy goes and take a seat to enjoy the show. Trell is still confused. So while Kane goes into the half bathroom to change out of his clothes and into a bath towel. I explain to him. "Trell, um Manny and I are.. Werewolves." 'I'm a Lycan!' Kane informs me over the mindlink. Lycan? But getting anything through Trell's thick skull is nearly impossible! So of course he automatically doesn't believe me. He laughs, "Keya, your imagination is too much sometimes! Hahaha! Werewolves ain't real!" He continues to laugh, slapping his knee.

Food for thought. “Long story short, Phoenix was only temporarily inside of me to help protect me. Papa explained that our family are Krosthani who are both counterparts. The final part of trapping Selene needed me to tether Kai to myself. It tethered him to my lifeforce, turning him into a Krosthani as well. He will now be one with his wolf and is now both parts as well. If Xander chooses, he would also be tethered the same way,” I explained, shooting Xander a shy glance.

But trust, Marcus now realized, was just another chain Kane used to keep men close. And Ethan Cross’s words, still echoing in Marcus’s mind, had planted doubt. You’re not his soldier. You’re his pawn. Marcus clenched his jaw, trying to push the thought away. Now wasn’t the time. Now was the time to look steady, loyal, unquestionable. But the problem with doubt was that it left traces. And Kane smelled traces the way a wolf smelled blood. Kane’s Wrath Finally, Kane spoke. His voice was calm, too calm. “Cross thinks he can humiliate me,” Kane said, leaning back in his chair. “He steals from me. He strikes at my men. And he lives. That tells me one thing.”

“I can’t let that happen. All your rage, all your anger, and hatred towards the world, Percy those make you strong. And that strength is needed to protect Lucian. I need you very close. You can sleep on the carpet by the bed, or on the bed. You’re brothers you can share a bed, it’s not weird.” My heart which had begun to race, got even faster. What? What? What? A bed? With Percy? Not weird? “What the fuck?” I said out loud. Both of them turned their heads to me. Looking shocked. Tears filled my mother’s eyes, and she ran to me. Kneeling by the bed so she could wrap me in a hug. I kept my worried gaze on Percy, silently asking him to tell me what the fuck was happening. He rolled his eyes at

Caleb snapped. He dropped his stick, grabbed Kane by the jersey, and slammed him against the boards with a force that rattled the glass. “That’s enough!” he roared. “You want to relive your sister’s nightmare? Fine. But you don’t get to use Danica to do it. She’s not Lila. She’s not your redemption arc. Back the fuck off.” The linesmen rushed in, pulling them apart. Kane was laughing through the chaos, but his eyes were hollow with grief and rage.

Not in defiance but almost in …excitement. “Fate mate?” Aiden snorted “ Is that supposed to be some sort of a joke?” He tried to hide the flicker of discomfort. Haven chuckled “ What an odd pairing. So you are her fate mate and she is the daughter of Alpha Cyrus Hawthorne. Deluded much?” “Here’s a fact you two can believe. With Rue helping my project, I will crush whatever fantasy you are persistent on building with Blood Claw Pack. Your plans will fall apart because she’s talented and also connected to Alpha Cyrus.” Percy said

Each run was a release, every breath chasing away the frustration. “He doesn’t mean anything to me,” I muttered under my breath, over and over. “Just a little care when I was sick only on the Lycan’s orders, nothing more.” But no matter how many times I told myself, the ache in my chest wouldn’t leave. ~~~~~~~~~ A few days later, I sat in the Lycan mansion with Katherine. I was peeling an apple, slicing it carefully, and feeding her and the pups. Zeke passed through the hallway again, his presence impossible to ignore. He had done it several times already, crossing near the kitchen area.

“But I’m here now.” Kane reached for her, but his hand passed through her. “I’m sorry,” Jane whispered, meeting his eyes. “I missed you,” he whispered back. She smiled wider. “I missed me too.” Then she turned to Caitlyn. “Say the words, Mom.” Caitlyn swallowed. Then nodded. “Okay. Okay. Kane, hold my hand.” He did. Caitlyn lifted her face to the bleeding sky and began to chant. “I call the bloodline. I call the crown. I call the broken, the lost, the found. I am the last. I am the bridge. Moonborn. Mother. Alpha. Child. Let the abyss be bound.”

We followed him anyways as he exited the stage and continued to run into the parking lot. “Um, I know I haven’t been in school for a while, but last time I counted you only had one brother and one sister. I’m your bro, and Shela is-” “No, I’m not related. You and Shela are siblings but Lero and Cena aren’t my real parents.” Kane interrupted Chaze. We suddenly stopped and ducked down behind a large van as Caesar and Jackson were having their colossal battle in the parking lot. Once the way was cleared we continued to Kane’s car, which I wasn’t aware he had his own car since he was always transported in a limo. Once we got to it Kyle decided to drive while we all sat in the back.

He had warned her, given her his rules, but she failed to abide to them and instead fell so deeply in love with him, too much that everyone began to think he might be using a charm on her for how could the ferocious daughter of one of the most powerful warlocks without doing so? His mind drifted to the past and to what happened ten years ago... Kane was running in the woods, hoping to catch something to eat and feed his hunger. His eyes scanned the woods as sharp as an eagle, looking for its prey. Kane was a thousand years old but looked like a 16 year old teenager, with his boyish features. He suddenly heard a loud scream echo through the woods, just as he was about to pounce on his prey. H