Percy Weasley Novels & Stories

To see one up close was terrifying. "You really shouldn't be scared of him, you know. Baku is the last of his kind, and one of my dearest friends." The high priestess came closer to his bed and surprised him by holding out her hand, "I'm Quinley, the headmistress at Ravenclaw. It's a pleasure to meet you." Feeling at a distinct disadvantage, given that he was still in his birthday suit, Brax nevertheless took her hand and shook it, "I'm Braxton." He volunteered reluctantly.

“I’m Zack, by the way.” “Okay,” I said. Another minute later, “Hey, Kimia. What do you call a wizard who is good at calculus?” “Hermione,” I told him. “She’s good at arithmancy, not calculus,” Zack said without missing a beat. I snorted. “No,” he continued, “you call them a mathemagician.” “That was dumb,” I told him, but I couldn’t help grinning. He grinned back. “You’re smiling, though. I’ve got more.”

said the golden haired guy in a stern tone. ‘Why do I feel like I have seen him somewhere? Was he present when vampires attacked us last week? Oh, yes! He was the one who was about to burn all the vampires from Evandor’s best friend’s special team.’ thought Ira clapping when she recognized the guy correctly. ‘What was his name again? Perry? Perky? Ah! Why did I drink too much that day? Puree? Oh yeah! Percy! It was Percy!’ thought Ira happily and focused her attention towards the pale guys.

" Kellan said less than enthusiastically and I had to stifle my laugh. "Hi, I'm Kiran, Zerena's intertwined, or mate." Kiran introduced himself and Alexis gave him a nod. "Don't worry, Alara will change her tune in about 5 minutes." Percy laughed coming from the kitchen. "That's Percy, the seer of the group. He's the right hand man." Kellan explained to Alexis. "A seer?" Alexis sounded impressed. "I doubt there's anything that will make this less miserable." Alexis crossed her arms and eyed Percy. Percy just smirked and sent me a wink.

One stupid woman even said she would willingly give herself to him and make babies with him if he just gave her a glance. I also found out that he was the infamous Morgan Wright, the CEO of Wright Corporation and the heir to the Wright Empire. Before my uncle finished making his call, the whispers around me had already given me a vague impression of the handsome man, and I had also come to the conclusion; he was an arrogant jerk.

I am not always in favor of capital punishment, but if anyone has earned it, it’s certainly Maximus. Dartmoth still has his forehead pressed to the floor. “Is Percy here?” I ask Zeke. “He’s on his way, Your Majesty,” he replies. “He was helping Jerim in the infirmary.” I nod. “Then we will wait.” The minutes tick by, and I can see sweat beading on the back of Dartmoth’s neck. Finally, Percival arrives, another half-fae man named Llewellyn Ashbow walking beside him. “General Ashbow,” I say. “Thank you again for all you did.”

Giving the boy her attention, Rose introduced herself; “thank you for helping me get a better view young sir, I do love watching! My name is Rose Duncaster, heiress to this manor.” “Pleasure miss, my pa is about to compete in the sword play. We just moved here from Wales, my name is Percival but everyone just calls me Percy.” Shaking his hand as her da taught her to, not too firm but not soft and flimsy either… she caught herself gazing into his gorgeous eyes, they were the brightest blue she’d ever seen, and her ma’s eyes were pretty spectacularly blue as well. Then the spell was broken with the clanging of metal and the entertainment had begun.

Yeah, it is. My full name is Perer Ford. Read that well. Perer Ford. And I am a crazy teen who likes to have a lot of fun. Even though I may not fit your perfect description of a perfect teenager or a boy with a six pack and a broad chest, I bet I can easily fit into your world, but I will leave that for you to decide because I firmly believe that every human has a right to their own opinion.

Percy mumbled to himself not too impressed but the guy must have something to offer if he had made it through four hunts, he thought to himself swiping left again for the last image. A nondescript guy with a lot of freckles on his face and rat-infested-looking carrot hair with crazy hazel eyes filled the screen Nothing about the guy screamed assassin. "More like someone who should be in a mental institution, " Percy mumbled and then did a double-take when he realized that the guy was a beta. Mmmm must be really good, he thought amending his earlier assessment. " These are really interesting lists you have here. " Now I want you to organize a hunt immediately, " he ordered giving back the pad

My father's and Grandfather's wolves both appeared before they were 10, even though most do not see their wolves until 13 or older. "I don't trust this," my hackles rise. "Tell Percy to lock the doors to the Den and to not let ANYONE in for any reason until he hears our secret knock." Percival is my Gamma. He's bigger than the rest of us, built strong and sturdy, a perfect general. At 10 years old he is the size of a normal 13-year-old.