Percy Jackson Marries Nyx Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

” His steely grey eyes seemed to bore a hole through her. Yet, somewhere beneath her fear, she couldn’t deny the pull he had on her. Deep inside she wanted to get closer to him. The storm beneath his greyish eyes made her feel safe. Quite the opposite of his words. Days passed, Michelle got busy with the wedding preparations and knowing the people around her. “Ellie come here,” Leo called on her. He was taking time to introduce her to the elders of their community or rather his pack. “This is Dahlia. She is Ray’s wife and our seer. This pack thrives because of her.” An old lady dressed in a white dress with necklaces of all sorts shook her hand.

"What about Maya? She’s agreed to marry us, Nyx. Did you forget that? She’s also the daughter of an Alpha. What are you worrying about now?" "Is she really?" Nyx sighed. "I just feel strange these days, Finn. I feel that Maya may not be the one for us, and maybe we’re forcing things. I wish you’d just sit back and think things through. That would do so much more for us than blindly accepting everything. Don’t you think? I know she confessed she wants to marry us, but… it feels like she’s doing it out of compulsion."

His eyes were dark, pupils blown, lips glistening with me. “I’m worried,” I admitted. The words tasted strange. Foreign. “Sounds unlike me but… I’m worried. She’s a beta girl who’s been long poisoned with wolfbane—years of it, slow and subtle. Unfortunately—or fortunately—she gets mated to the highest being. A child of the gods. A demigod. Her body takes him—gods know how much he takes her in—and now this…” “Nyx!” Eryx’s voice came out rough, edged with warning. His hand clamped around my wrist, pinning it beside my head. “We shouldn’t speak on this matter.”

Kellan asked, frustration creeping in. Rhydian’s pale eyes reflected the city lights. "We change the definition of abomination." Nyx was jolted awake by a nightmare. She’d been running through a silent forest. The trees had golden eyes. She got water in her dark kitchen. The silence in her head was still there. A gift. A curse. She looked in the hallway mirror. A tired woman with grey eyes stared back. Who are you? she thought. Why do you make monsters uncomfortable?

“I heard Lady Calista never left his side.” “She’s a good woman.” “She stayed with him through everything.” Nyra’s fingers tightened around the basket and the men continued talking. “I heard they’re finally close again.” “It’s about time.” “They’ve always looked good together.” “I think the wedding will happen soon.” One of the servants beside Nyra turned toward another stall. No one noticed her face and she stood completely still. The voices around her faded but she could only hear those words. They’re finally close again, they’ve always looked good together, the wedding will happen soon.

I crossed my arms and glared back at him. “I’m sorry. Tell me what’s on your mind. I’m here as your big brother not the Alpha of the Druit Guard.” “I have this overwhelming feeling that she’s going to disappear just vanish. That just makes me want to hold on to her. Then the whole thing with her family and now the news about these witches makes me want to hold on tighter and just have her with me 24/7. Like right now sitting here with you is killing me. I can’t read her, sometimes she clings to me and then she pushes me away. I don’t know the boundaries but a part of me doesn’t care and just feels like I need her now. It’s like I’m starving and she’s the only thing in the world that can make

It’ll be too late before you discover that I’m gone but that will give me enough peace of mind till then. Goodbye. Love, Jade.’ Hand-drawn glitter surrounded her name and that was it. If only I had a mate I could run away with. I didn’t know much about how the mate thing works because Diana and Evan never talked about it, which makes sense now because they knew I’ll never end up with one, but I understood that it was a strong bond... and I’m not sure I’ll ever have that. I went through the backpack once more and discovered the documents were admission forms to a secret school for extraordinary werewolves and witches with special skills, including hybrids.

In this dream world, we were a family, and we were happy. Celeste and I had grown old together, our love deepening with every passing year. We had children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. We laughed, we danced, and we loved each other. But in this dream world, Nyx was still Nyx. She got married to Neo, and she was always putting him in difficult situations. She loved him, but she also loved to mess with him. I remember one particular moment when Nyx had convinced Neo to go on a rollercoaster with her, even though he was deathly afraid of heights. As they were strapped into their seats, Nyx leaned over to me and winked, a mischievous smile on her face.

It was a sight she could never erase from her memory, a haunting image that would forever haunt her dreams. As Nyx continued his torment, skimming his blade up Jade's belly, stopping at her quivering belly button, Athena felt a surge of anger and determination. Her brown eyes locked with Nyx's dark gaze, a clash of opposing forces. They were woody and honey, representing the light within her, pushing against the darkness that consumed him.

I couldn't help but marvel at the spectacle, even as my stomach churned uncomfortably. Just when I thought the moon worship was coming to a close, an elder stepped forward, his eyes fixed on me. Panic surged through me. Was I doing something wrong? Had I missed a crucial step in the werewolf dance? "Melissa Leslie Lane," he intoned, his voice carrying a weight that made my name sound like a sacred incantation. "You, as the chosen mate of our Alpha, are about to embark on a transformative journey. The moon goddess will watch you closely tonight."