Novel & Cerita Percy Jackson Las Vegas

Settled in the middle of the fucking desert is a massive gated community - The Vega Pack’s estate. “Welcome to Las Vegas, Konstantin,” Andreas says with a smile after removing the handcuffs. He doesn’t even flinch when he touches the silver, but I can hear and smell his skin burn. Fuck, what are these Lycans made of? We hear a scuffle behind us, and I see Dimitri on the ground with another Vega warrior. I roll my eyes. “Calm the fuck down; we’re okay,” I say as I walk over to him and give him my hand, and he grabs my forearm to heave himself up.

Lora agreed, immediately remembering the encounter with a certain knight in the elevator. She still couldn't believe that this man had seduced her to the point of advancing on him. What comforted her was the thought that they wouldn't see each other again, as most of the people attending last night's event lived in Los Angeles, not Vegas. - "I'll never drink again" Drake snuggled into the backseat of the Bentley while murmuring, happy for the pampering that Lora's father offered them. In fact, the entire luxurious life they led in Vegas was courtesy of Jean.

Jason was breathing heavily as he opened his eyes, he kept glutching his saliva and then he heard the instruction to buckle seat belts for landing. "We are in Vegas?" He asked Pedro as his gaze slowly travelled towards Kitty "Yes sir, we are in Vegas." Pedro responded. He traced Jason's gaze to kitty's seat, then he sighed and said "Only a matter of time before we eventually know if she is guilty of not." "Do you think it would be that easy? What if they hide it pretty well?" He wondered, then slowly shit his eyes as they landed. ...

“Forgive me if I don’t see how those two things correlate.” He sighed. “I got caught up in everything in Vegas. There is something magical about the place. You feel like you are in another world - a world where all your impossible dreams can come true. Melbourne and you and my job all seemed so far away and I thought I could escape it all.” “Well, thanks for that,” Peyton said, sarcastically. “No, really. You’re doing a stellar job of trying to convince me that I should take you back.”

Then who am I to say no? Inferno perks up, tail swishing in excitement. “Get one with a hot spring,” he says. “Noted.” I scroll through listings in Incline Village, Las Vegas, and Henderson. My bank account does not flinch. And honestly? I have always liked the idea of a mountaintop villa with an unbeatable view.

“I thought we could hang out, eat something. Just be here, of you wanted.” I stared at him. Percy, the second son of the most powerful Alpha in the country, standing in my small room at midnight with two boxes of pizza, suggesting we hang out. “Okay,” I said again, for the second time tonight. He smiled. He looked a little surprised, like he hadn’t been sure I’d say yes. My chest twisted in a way I didn’t try to untangle. “Good,” he said. We sat on the bed with the pizza boxes between us. Percy reached into his bag and pulled out his laptop, setting it on the pillow. Then, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it over the back of my desk chair.

Not publicly, and not this close to an election year. It was almost guaranteed that Vladimir would use this meeting as an opportunity to strike. One wrong move and we’d plaster his face across every media outlet. Las Vegas was one of those areas the humans refused to allow werewolves to infiltrate. Not that many of us were interested in trying. Concrete jungles paled in comparison to the freedom of the real thing. Vegas was officially declared neutral ground thirteen years into Luna Lilac’s rule.

Chapter 38 - A new low Perseus I am going to fucking kill Lucifer. I will gut him like a pig and string him up for all to see when this is done. The fucking wastelands, that's where the bastard decided to take me. Nothing screams desperate like drugged-out prostitutes and homeless people who wreak of death and their own shit.

He says. That calm smile spreads across his face again. Not friendly. Not even close. It’s the kind of smile that promises something of revenge and he means it. I step closer, my voice dropping so only he hears. “Don’t threaten me, Percy. Lyssa might be a fool to trust you, but I’m not. Stay the hell away from us. Or you’ll be waking up every single day in a hospital bed wondering how you got there if you don’t stay away.” His eyebrows lifts in amusement. “You sure you want to play that game, Zeta? You’re not the only one who knows how to hit hard.”

Hera POV I chuckle at Nyx's words. Deep down,I pray she gets to change her mind someday. She has gone through so much in life and deserves to be happy. " Now that you are here,book me a flight to Las Vegas in an hour." I inform her. Nyx narrows her eyes at me after hearing my words. " Is this about..." She doesn't get to finish before I shake my head. " I don't give a flying fuck about that bastard or what happens to his body. They can throw it in the ocean for all I care." I reply, disgusted.