Novel & Cerita Percy X Annabeth Fanfiction

“Violet eyes. Red aura. My enemy…he has to be the Dread Lord.” Percy sweated even more. I clenched my fists, glaring at the moon. “And he’s after Seraphina.” When the rot began to spread to my other hand, Percy panicked. “We’re almost there, Alpha. Let’s get inside quickly before the full moon makes it worse.”

She knew exactly how to push him to the brink and pull him back, a divine dance of pleasure that only a goddess could perform. Her movements grew faster, her hand a blur as she stroked and sucked him, her other hand playing with her own clit, her moans muffled by his flesh. The sound of her wet, eager mouth was like a siren's call, driving him closer to the edge of madness. But just as the sensation of their bodies against each other built to a fevered pitch, the door to her chamber slammed open with a force that shattered the moment. Persephone’s head snapped toward the entrance, her eyes flashing with annoyance and sudden anger. There, standing in the doorway, was none other than Demeter.

I closed my eyes to the mockery in his eyes, trying to shut out the pain in my heart, as the pleasure my body felt took over. I felt his lips on my ear, warm and moist, as he whispered. "This is always how it's going to be Vampire. We may hate each other, but we cannot deny the magic we create together." PERCY It was exactly two weeks since I had spoken to the leader of the thinkers, and I knew we had a meeting today. They had picked me up and put blindfolds over my head, so I did not know where their hideout was, but I expected them to repeat the courtesy they had shown. Their leader seemed to have a flair for the dramatic.

There I was—the daughter they had thrown away, the sister they had forgotten—standing next to the most powerful and terrifying Alpha in the whole territory. Percy looked like a princess in her big white wedding dress with too much lace, laughing at something stupid Ron had said. But the moment she saw me, her smile vanished as if someone had wiped it off her face. Her eyes widened in pure horror, and for a moment, she looked like she had seen a demon instead of her own flesh and blood.

Alexandrios’s POV Annabeth frowned as she switched on the lights. I waited anxiously for her to explain. Cerelia’s face kept on flashing across my mind. Was she in pain? Did her grandpa start the purification process? Had she forgotten me? Had she mated with a Silver Wolf? Whose hand was she holding? I was at my wit’s end, with so many questions flitting across my mind. I needed answers.

Although knowing her, she can easily manipulate the situation to her advantage, instead of constantly giving on to the annoyance his actions cause her to feel. "He would surely take that as a compliment," Sherfy said. *** Anne's mischievous spirit suddenly kicked in at the sight of Percy's miserable condition. Dishearten by the result of his battle, he remain seated at a bench outside the arena, quietly sobbing without ceasing. "My condolences, Percy," Anne sat beside him, mocking the poor young man. "No fair, argh! That Albrecht guy is insane!" Percy rashly ran his hand through his face and yelled in fury and disappointment.

Percy quickly rushed on stage. He almost lost his temper and attacked Fane when he looked at his fellow disciples, one dead and one injured. If that happened, it would be exactly what Fane wanted. He did not even need to do anything, and Percy would be turned into ashes by the Whirling World.

“No matter how I rebelled, they wouldn’t change their minds. It makes me feel like a powerless Alpha who can’t protect his girl.” “Your girl?” Percy teased. “Damn, you are smitten. I can’t believe you actually fell for her. Although, I think she will never give you another chance…” He broke off as an omega ran up, trembling, and handed Xavier a pink letter. “What’s this? Is it from Amber?” Xavier asked, raising a brow. Percy elbowed him. “Don’t be ridiculous. It’s from her heart. Don’t be rude, take it.” “Do I have to?” Xavier groaned. The girl shook her head, painfully shy.

I knew it would take some time to fully have all her affection, but I swore I was going to wait, wait for when she'll finally surrender to me, to our bond. ~~ Later on during the day, I found Annabeth in the east parlor. She was curled in the window seat with one of my books, 'Lycan Wars: The First Betrayals.' Her curly hair fell like ink across the page. There was a smudge of it on her cheek. She didn’t hear me come in. Didn’t scent me. Humans didn't have those sharp sensory abilities. I could’ve stood there all day. Watching her and she wouldn't know.

Percy laughed. "Let her drink, grumpy. This is a party after all. Everyone has the right to enjoy the night," Percy said, giving her a wink. She smiled at him—and that clearly annoyed Xyrius, because his grip on her waist tightened. "Mind your own f*cking business, will you?" Xyrius said warningly to Percy. Percy raised both hands in mock surrender. Xyrius looked down at her and glared, but she averted her eyes and pretended to look away, avoiding his intense stare.