Novel & Cerita Percy Weasley Fanfiction

I breathed, my voice a pathetic, broken sound that I barely recognized as my own. "Please what?" he taunted, pressing just deep enough to make me arch my back off the table. "Say it. If you want me to give you, you have to beg for it. Tell me you’re mine to break." "I... I’m yours," I sobbed, the words feeling like a betrayal of my very soul. "Please, Draco. Do it." He didn't wait for a second invitation. He thrust inward, a sudden, heavy intrusion that stole the air from my lungs.

The vampire smiled and walked behind me, yanking my hair back and exposing the veins on my neck, he licked the vein and I tried hard not to be sick. ‘’You think your Werewolf lover -- Percy is going to come save you don’t you?’’ He whispered into my ear and even then tied up as I was, scared and badly needing to use the bathroom, my heart still started the erratic beating I was now so familiar with. Percy. What had happened to him? . . . . and why was this male referring to him as a Werewolf? I hoped these vampires with the audacity to kidnap their princess hadn’t harmed him. I wondered what I would do, how I would feel if they had.

I said, curious and wary over the look on his face. "Look, Deirk loves you so much. He won't let what needs to happen to save you, Jo, and me. At the end of the day, I love him too. The last thing I want to do is lie to him or circumvent his wishes for me... but we have to do it to save his life and all the rest of ours. Otherwise, this cycle will just continue to repeat over and over," Percy said. I tried to listen to what he was saying, but I was fighting an extreme attraction to him. My mind was betraying me, but it didn't matter. He was in my mind, and he could tell. I turned away from him, trying to hide the obvious evidence of my thoughts.

Rue’s POV Percy went and sat on his seat, without any single word spoken. He held his head on the palm of his hand then turned to me with a slight smile. “I’m sorry,” he said, “ she really made me mad.” “She is just being jealous, pay no attention to her.” I said Just then, I got a ping on my phone. Messages rushed through the pack network faster than any formal report ever could. Someone had dug into Percy's past with cruelty and dragged his father's death back into the open, as spectacle.

“He has such a wild taste that makes it hard to keep up with him and-” “Are you done?” I cut her off, my face clearly held irritation. She was taken aback by my harsh response. “You should mind your business and stop talking about my Percy like that.” I clamped my eyes shut, did I just openly claim Percy? It was just me trying to keep Greta’s mouth shut and sell the idea right? “You shouldn’t be the one worried about his fantasies, I am his fantasies.” I said and turned ready to leave when I saw Percy just in front of me. He had beard what I said to her, his eyes fell on my face.

Percy unknowingly switched to his casual attitude and corrected him, but something seemed off aster he had corrected the Chairman. Blaze got up of his seat and the office chair he was seated on slide back to the window behind him. “What do you mean he is a guy? Are you telling me my son is obsessed with a guy” His face from before turned into that of a dragon's face, Percy who was half dead tried to calm him down but failed badly. “by obsession, I meant that he is after a guy he thinks is suspicious, so he wants to keep Miss Lucy away from him” Percy finally uttered the important part of the argument

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

He asked fixing me with a curious look that made me want to tell him every single thing about myself. Unlike Declan’s eyes, Percy’s weren’t black, they were a beautiful brown, almost gold. “He used me.” I mumbled, shifting my gaze to the ground where about four crushed cigarette laid. “How?” Was Percy’s only response. I let out a small sigh. “We were supposed to get married. He… he tricked me, he and Evelyn. I… I loved him…” My voice went awfully small at the end and I hated myself for it. I could not afford to be weak, especially not in front of Percival Henderson.

The thought terrified me and it excited me at the same time. Ken shoved me backward hard enough to send me sliding across the stone floor. I stood immediately, breathing heavily. My wolf was dangerously close to full shift now. My skin burned with the need for violence. Then another scent entered the hallway. I didn’t have to turn to know who It was. Percy. “Are you both insane?” he screamed. His voice cut through the corridor. Ken and I both looked up as Percy appeared from the stairwell. He stopped the second he saw us. His eyes widened slightly at the broken stone, shattered glass, glowing eyes, and exposed claws.

"Well, I have decided to transfer to Miss Alfeon's class, she's the real deal! Anyway, Aqua and Pearl are here too! I'll show you to them." Grabbing her hand, Zelda quickly and totally lost her cool upon the girl's sudden action. "W-Wait, you can't just drag me around, you lowly undergraduate mage!" Percy finally had his shoulders rested at the two's departure. Breathing a sigh of relief, he sat back to the brick floor he strangely finds comforting. "Oh, the air's lighter now, you feel it too?" he jokingly said. Meanwhile, Tristan who is currently feeding his eyes with amusement stayed standing in place, tilting his head left and right like a wandering child. A few seconds in that stance, so