Percy Son Of Chaos Novels & Stories

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

His eyes bulged and watered as he was gasping for air; crimson-purple colour mixed with black tendrils of my chaos littered his face. “Don’t even think of comparing yourself or likes of you with me because of bickering with my cousin. If I wanted to enter my cousin's palace without permission, miserable likes of you would never be able to stop me from it. I can squash you all without even lifting a finger. Don’t ever forget that I am Chaos. I can kill your sorry ass without moving a finger. Now move! Fucking worthless mortal worm!” I released the grip of my magic from his neck, and he fell on his knees, heaving for his dear life.

Kyra- “First, let me explain that Caleb’s name is originally Zatyx. He was one of Cronus’s children and had the closest relationship with Hades. When…” Persephone began, but I held up my hand and cut her off. “If he was Cronus’s child, why haven’t I heard of him?” “You’ll know when I get to that part.” Persephone pulled my hand back into hers. “When Cronus was overthrown, Zatyx decided he wanted nothing to do with the issues in the family. He decided to live an ordinary life and become a farmer and trained warriors.”

azure engulfed the red in his eyes as his hands pushed me into his chest releasing a deep cry. "Persephone, you have to listen to me princess" the red colour trying to overpower the blues. "Papa!" A stray tear escaped his eyes. "You have to run princess, as far as you can " his voice cracked. "Princess" his fingers softly patted my head, soothing my hair in a loving fatherly way. "this door will not able to hold me any longer, run my brave Percy, run sweetheart till you find a black rose." Last thing I saw was that the azure was destroyed by the red.

Maria smirked at him. "You must be crazy to think that I'll let you dictate for me, Maria. I can't get married to that spoilt daughter of yours." Percy shouted and continue glaring at him with his blue eyes. "Prince!" The king shouted. "Keep your voice down!" King Lucas cautioned. Percy was a replica of his father from their dark curly hair and oval-shaped face. The only difference was the eyes. King Lucas's eyes were obsidian. "I'm sorry father!" Percy bowed in respect.

“ She swallowed hard, “Why do I feel like you are about to tell me, I am the key.” “Because you are. You are not yet, but you will be.” “Ummm...”, Evrah shook her head. “What does that mean?” “That means that you are in quite a pickle dear one. For the darkness to be defeated, the key must unlock and harness its full power, but if not done with care the lower realms will face despair.” Evrah fell on her back, her palm over her face, and took a deep breath. Why her? She was just a hunter's daughter. They have it wrong. She was not the one they were looking for.

“Noted sir!” A chorus followed suite and all four members of the HEADLESS HORSEMEN, vanished in a large display of spark which revealed a part of Chronos, most specifically the large hand holding the large orb in hand. His vermillion eyes glared at the orb as he recalled the prophecy the oracle staff told him, “Your reign would come to an abrupt end at the hands of your own son. Under the lunar Rebirth of Chaos.” He gritted his teeth and coiled his freehand into a tight fist cracking the armrests of the throne. “I'll make you vanish, that power you hold is not yours to own.”

I murmured, half asleep, smiling against his ribs, warm all the way through. "My queen," Malik said, quiet, into my hair, like a thing he'd known for a long time and had only now earned the right to name. "My queen of chaos. If you'll have the crown. If you'll take a gray careful kingdom and a man who's still learning how to be a person and a whole city full of people who used to be ordered to fear you, and stand next to it all, not under it, and make it yours too." I lay very still against him, and felt the enormous thing his voice was circling, and decided, being who I was, to make him work for the shape of it.

Gilbert finally saw a way to soar above his competitor, and he did. Now, Percy threatened to destroy it all, and I knew he could. I doubt Cadmus' grandfather would let it happen. But there wouldn't be much he could do. His prime had passed, and my husband was greater than he was. Percy had the blood of the two families running in his veins, and Cadmus had fallen so low. Percival eyed the file in front of me. He picked it up, browsed over it, and brought his eyes back to Cadmus. "Or I can also use my blood privileges. Surely, your grandfather would be glad to finally have a competent grandson."

Unlike others his age, he struggled to grow facial hair, which is why he was teased by many and driven to life of bad deeds. His father cared little of him but when the Queen had found the boy with the face of a prince and the heart of a mouse, she flew in like an eagle. Holding him under her wing as he stared at her in blind admiration. Lord Kys was the brave swan who saw the boys potential for good and tried his best to help but the Queen's poison had already spread. “So, how have your studies been going with Lord Kys,” she asked sitting the boy down on the edge of her soft feathered bed.