Percy X Aphrodite Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Cedric is now braiding one of the girls' hair, and my jealousy spikes again, seeing his fingers brushing against her exposed shoulders as he gathers all her hair in his hands. “Relax your expression,” Percy muttered, walking back to stand beside me. He’s a lot more calm now, seeing that his mate is alright and just here visiting with her old friends. “You look like you want to start a fight. That’s not going to get him to want to talk to you.” “I can’t help it,” I growled, “I hate seeing him flirting with everyone but me.” “I hate to tell you this, Gamma, but it’s your own fault. I wouldn’t want to talk to you either if you were always looking at me like that. Calm your tits and wipe the gri

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.

Percy stood up from his chair, straightening his jacket with slow, deliberate movements. “You broke up with her,” Percy continued calmly. “You humiliated her.” “You abandoned her.” “You don’t get to come back now and pretend she still belongs to you.” Aiden’s hands trembled at his sides. “She’s my mate,” he rasped. Percy tilted his head slightly. “Not anymore.” Silence fell again. Then Percy did something unexpected. He stepped forward and placed his hand gently on my shoulder. And when he spoke again, his voice softened. “Because she loves me now.”

My voice broke slightly at the weight of uttering such words Persia stepped closer but I stopped her from coming closer and took deep breaths of courage because despite my boldness, the person is an Alpha capable of snapping my neck in a split second “She is your responsibility whether you like it or not.” I rubbed my forehead to ease the growing headache from the mere thought of what I was about to suggest “What if you re-establish the bond?” I let the words hang, heavy. Then I added, quieter but sharper, “If the bond broke her, maybe it’s the only thing that can save her.” The words barely left my lips when Percy let out a ragged groan, clutching his tattooed arm as agony twisted his face.

When Aria's fingertips brushed against Percy's clothing, both of them paused slightly. A quiet warmth rose in their hearts at the same time. This familiar feeling, one that had crossed countless reincarnations, was already etched into their very bones. No words were needed. They simply understood what the other was thinking. Percy lowered his gaze to her. His fingers gently traced the back of her hand as he felt the warmth of her palm against his. His eyes carried the same indulgent care they always had, just like on Mount Hollowlight, where he had always been her safest refuge.

Zephyr's throat ran dry as the realization of what she had said and what she was doing sank in. She was refusing to offer her body, and she wasn’t refusing just anyone—she was refusing the Alpha. Zephyr quickly bent her head low to avoid his heated gaze. She felt like running away, but where would she run to? No one in history had ever escaped the wrath of Damon Alaric.

I protested. “He's acting a scene, Aurelia,” Talia began to explain. “He knows that his people have already been moved towards Alpha James due to the latter’s bravery, and he's trying to use a simulation of the exact trait of bravery to get their sympathy, and then their loyalty back—” “I still don't understand,” I cut in, impatient.

The two of them together were like a painting of a Greek god and goddess, it was a masterpiece. “Because unlike the sun, who hurts me when I try to look at it, you, you are the gentle moon, you let me see you at night, with all your flaws (craters) of how you said you didn’t come here for a noble purpose...thank you for lighting up my dark world,” “I adore you” he continued, staring at her with a sincere and fervid gaze. Andromeda closed her eyes and embraced Azrael, she felt him get closer and closer, sealing their fate and lips together with a sweet kiss.

“You might fall for me.” His eyes furrowed before my statement sunk into his brain. He chuckled. “Me? Falling for you? Do you know what you are saying? In my eyes, you're nothing but a child and my nephew's mate. So no. I would never ever fall for you.” Pain crossed my chest for some unknown reason. Was I hurt by what he said? Or did he hurt my pride? “You're hurting my pride, Alpha Percy. Why would you not fall for me? Don't get me wrong. I don't want you to fall for me, but saying with finality that you will never fall for me, is another thing. How could you be sure?”

When she came apart around me, her cries were fierce and wild, shaking the room with their intensity. I rose, capturing her mouth in a deep, possessive kiss. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me inside her with a force that stole my breath. We moved together, slow at first, then faster, harder, chasing the fire that burned between us. Her nails raked down my back as she clung to me, voice breaking with need. When we both reached the edge again, it was with a scream—a promise, a confession, a surrender. --- But just as dawn crept through the windows, painting the room in pale gold, Aphrodite pulled away, slipping out of my arms like a ghost.