Novel & Cerita Percy Jackson Lemon Nyx

I flexed my claws into the earth, howling instinctively as the last wave of the transformation passed. And I smelled him. Phoenix. Massive. Black-silver. Regal. His eyes glowing molten gold. He stepped from the trees where Damon had vanished moments ago. And I knew. He’d been holding back this entire time. Now he didn’t have to. “Mine,” Angel whispered. She moved forward, brushing her body along his. Phoenix growled softly, leaning into her touch. And when she circled him once—then again—her teeth grazed his shoulder.

“Do I take that to mean you don’t feel the same?” Solomon put his fork down. Heat climbed up his face. Surely he wasn’t blushing. Lycans simply didn’t do such things. And someone as old as him.. But... But how could he adequately put into words what it was he felt when he wasn’t sure himself? “Ahhh, I see,” Mayne continued, not giving Solomon a chance to interrupt. “You want Lucia too. Badly, if I’m not mistaken.” Solomon scowled. “Damn beast took one look at that cute little Omega and promptly lost control. He was hopping around inside my mind like an overgrown puppy, his tongue practically hanging out and tail wagging.”

Nyx had been passing through the lower levels of the fortress, where the ancient stones wept moisture and the air smelled of earth and decay, when she sensed his presence. "Miss me, little ghost?" His voice was a whisper, barely audible, but it carried through the darkness like a blade. Nyx forced herself not to scream. Her heart hammered against her ribs, adrenaline flooding her system, but she'd spent her entire life learning to hide her fear. She turned to face him, her expression carefully neutral, her body coiled for fight or flight. "How did you—" She stopped, shaking her head. "The fortress is on lockdown. No one enters or leaves without the Alpha's authorization."

Chapter 55: Take a deep breath The bath chamber smelled of roses, steam, and something faintly metallic. The kind of metallic tang only a Lycan could detect. Delia sat inside the marble tub, her lithe body submerged beneath water shimmering with petals and oils. Two maids knelt on either side of the tub, sponging down her arms and back while whispering gossip that died whenever Delia’s sharp golden eyes flicked their way. The water clung to her, rippling each time she shifted, her skin gleaming like polished ivory under the lantern glow. She tilted her head back, allowing one maid to pour warm water over her hair, cascading down her neck in silky strands.

They were both really powerful beings when it came to strength and speed. Having them help us fight Drakes would help a lot. And luckily the female Lycan Queen Nia was Luke`s other cousin. So, they would totally help. But after opening the huge gate, we were both shocked to see a huge dome of black mist surrounding the whole castle. “Shit! Drake already visited here.” I shouted to Luke. And instantly I quickly had a flashback of when Drakes had said that he had dealt with some Lycan business. I had not paid attention when he said those words because of the chaos which had been happening at that prom.

“They’re probing.” She swallowed. “That thing wasn’t… natural.” “No. They use death magic. Splice it into rogues or fallen wolves. They twist them until they forget their own names.” She looked like she might be sick. “We have to keep going,” I said. “That was just the first.” Nyx bent, grabbed a stick from the snow, and drew a shaky breath. Then she looked up at me. And said, “Next time, I’m fighting.” I raised a brow. “You just did.”

Seven years since anything hit me this hard. she smelt.. not like Lysandra. Not exactly the same. But close enough to tear open every scar I had stitched shut with pure rage and stubborn will. I could still picture Nyx standing there in that scrap of ivory lingerie. Shoulders back, chin up, refusing to shrink even an inch. Those full curves and breasts on full display, skin flushed hot, eyes locked on mine with fear flickering behind the cold wall she tried to hide behind. She looked ready to fight the whole damn world rather than apologize for existing.

However, Andrew caught her delicate hand in one swift motion. Nyx struggled fiercely a couple of times, but Andrew's strength was unbelievably strong, and he would not let her go. Instead, he suddenly pulled hard. With a soft cry, Nyx tumbled into Andrew's arms, "Let go, you…" Her small mouth was immediately sealed by Andrew's. Andrew was quite aggressive, forcefully prying open her guarded lips. Then, his tongue slipped inside. Nyx's eyes widened, and gradually her whole body went weak and limp. She silently cursed at him, 'Damn it! Is he getting hooked on this?'

He continued to thrust into her, hard and fast, pushing her boobs against the cold top of the desk. Nyx attempted to take her eyes away but he growled angrily, “Eyes on me, Omega.” Nyx trembled as she swallowed hard, a tear dropping down her cheeks as pain began to prick her skin gently. She gripped her shoulder, shaking and trembling as a cold streamed into her system and her veins turned ice. She froze in the place, unable to move as Zenith continuously rammed into Rieta ruthlessly.

Amelia lied convincingly. “I think it’s just her nature to be defensive… if you want her to change, you’ll have to be more firm with her, remind her that you’re the Alpha.” She made sure that she was standing so close to him that he was inhaling her perfume…. The perfume specially made to resemble the scent of his mate. Lucas looked at her as took a deep breath and she watched with satisfaction as his eyes turned glassy. It was working…. Lucas was going to give in to his urges and fuck her.