Percy Jackson Stepdad Novels & Stories

I looked away, picked up my glass, and took a slow sip. Then, I looked back at Devon. What I saw made my blood run cold. Devon wasn't even looking at me anymore. He was staring at Alaric. Devon’s eyes were wide with pure fear. He finally realized something terrifying. The stepfather he feared and respected didn't care about him anymore. Alaric was looking at me. And Devon finally understood his biggest mistake: by treating me badly, he had given Alaric the perfect weapon to destroy him.

my laugh was three notes too high, mimicking a shrill straight out of a horror movie, “dad wants to step down and he’s hoping one of these two will take over.” “Well, it’s good to know that my debt will be transferred to an Alpha I’m trying to build an alliance with. As I said, just when I think things can’t get worse, they do.” Percy brushed off his dejections and steeled his posture as he clad himself in an armour of determination, “at least I have a heads up.” He didn’t wait for a response. Percy stalked away, leaving me with my back against a wall to gather my bearings alone.

My stepdad’s powerful thrusts slam me forward onto Marcus’s cock again and again in a steady rhythm. My heavy tits swing wildly beneath me, nipples aching and sensitive. “Goddamn, she’s dripping down her thighs,” Marcus groans, fucking my face faster. “You weren’t kidding when you told me your stepdaughter really is a cock hungry whore.” My stepdad spanks my ass hard several times. It echoes through the room and makes my skin sting in the best way. “She is my perfect little fucktoy, she's been on my cock for months and still can’t get enough.”

His voice asserted. “It's Sadie, Dad, I did something horrible with that electricity thingy,” I rushed out. “You finally awakened it, that's fantastic,” he said happily but I was frowning. “No, it's not. I evaporated Justin. I killed him!” Silence… “Explain to me what happened,” he said more compassionately. After I finished he groaned. “Jaxon’s stepfather is going to want revenge. I hope he is prepared for the backlash.” “Why Jaxon? I'm the one responsible!”

Underestimating the hollowness of the way she spoke, my lips lengthened with the smile which was having her sick. I pointed out. “Are you fucking threatening me Lisa? Fuck you because I don’t fucking know we’re Jackson is and have you fucking lost it? Why would you fucking come here and ask me about the whereabouts of Jackson. How would I know.” My teeth hardened, pressing together. “Fuck you Elena, Bella said that your fucking step father took him last night and he hasn’t returned. Do you fucking think that I’m fucking accusing you on a baseless fact?” “If you know that, then you shouldn’t confront me, you should have confronted my step father Instead.” I widened my eyes at her, knowing tha

“This isn’t a discussion. Your father’s been generous letting you play student in that city. But things have changed. Pack. Now. Or I’ll have the driver come up and help you. Do you want that embarrassment?” Tears pricked my eyes. Percy watched me, concern etched deep. I turned away, whispering harshly into the phone. “This is emotional blackmail. You know how Dad gets—the yelling, the expectations. I can’t breathe in that house. And what about Girad? He found me again. He’s stalking me. I’m not safe jumping around like this!” A long pause. When she spoke, her tone softened just a fraction, but it felt calculated. “We’ll handle Girad if he’s an issue. But your father insists. Ten minutes to

I had a feeling my case was not what was making him so restless. "What's wrong?" He paused as though considering what he could tell me. That was what I didn't like about them, about adults in general. They always tried to keep things away until I found out myself. That hurt on so many levels. "Well, you'll have to know anyway," he sighed. "Dad has an illegitimate son. His mother came with him today to demand some of his property." My eyes widened. "Wait, slow down a bit. You're saying dad had a mistress while he was married to mom?"

“How did your father and goddess Demeter even meet? It seems like they have completely different characters” “I know…” he sighed. “When I was claimed by mom she’d appeared before me and talked a lot to ease my confusion. She said that dad was going to build a huge resort in Greece destroying large vegetation. She had to do something so she took her human form and visited dad to warn him several times but he was stubborn even when there were lots of risks and complications. When everything went in vain mom finally decided to seduce him into giving up but it backfired. Both of them fell in love. Dad eventually gave up after being madly in love with her, he even built a mansion just for the two

Percy himself, one whom she had taken as a father, not by choice but by circumstances of life, consequent upon a love shared between mother and daughter. For 19 long years, thoughts of betrayal have haunted Seraphina like a shadow that refuses to lift. The betrayal she felt before she vanished, gnawing at her soul, was struck by none other than Dr. Percy—the man she had accepted as a father, not by choice, but by the cruel hand of circumstance. He had been more than her mother’s lover; in her youth, he was a figure of authority, the silent glue binding the fragile bond between mother and daughter. Yet, the love she had once felt had withered beneath the weight of his perceived treachery.

I answered. “They split up two years back and my father isn't really my father. He is my step father” Fred began opening up about his family. Wait, Diego wasn't his father? “But we are close more than anything and he treats me like his son. He even let me manage his company. That's rare for a father who I don't have his blood” Fred continued, I could feel the mixed emotions in his tone. I must say, Diego is kind for that. “Seriously?” I asked, wanting to hear more.