Novel & Cerita Percy X Apollo Fanfiction

A figure descended from the chaos, landing in front of Alpha Darious. “Asher,” Seraphina gasped. Asher stood tall, his half-shifted claw burning with the curse, and without hesitation, he struck Percy down with one swift, fiery motion. Percy’s body was torn into two pieces, the fire scorching his remains as he disintegrated in an instant.

He patted gently his younger brother’s knee and then uttered, “Do you want to listen to my frank paradigm and perspective towards this matter of yours?” “Cygnus… I think it’s not very wise to speak up too honestly about anything…” Mrs. Xena Thamberly tried to prevent her husband from doing something which was too straightforward. “Apollo is their father. Apollo had better know this paradigm and judgment of mine, Xena. After knowing it, he himself can get ready, both physically and mentally…” replied Mr. Cygnus gently and softly right now. Mrs. Xena Thamberly then kept quiet. She knew as their father, at least Mr. Apollo should listen a bit to her husband’s paradigm and perspective towards th

a heightened sense of curiosity becomes of Chloe, with the new revelation. Percy’s expression darkens as he recalls the events of the past. “Twenty years ago, a tragedy occurred. Alpha Lucas Smith, Wilson’s dad, had asked me to help him track down the vampyres who had broken our treaty by spilling human blood. During that mission, I found Seraphina, locked away by those who sought to use her power. We fought together, and we triumphed, but she was pregnant. She told me she was leaving, that I should not look for her. That was the last time I saw her.” The silence that follows is deafening, the weight of Dr. Percy’s confession hanging in the air like a guillotine blade. Chloe stares at her fa

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.

Something I would have completely missed if I wasn’t already staring at him. “So it’s settled then. No more trying to kill each other.” I nodded in agreement. Our laughter quickly came to a halt as Garren and Perseus entered the room again. Garren's eyes narrowed on Apollo before he looked at me. Perseus gripped his shoulder tightly as if he was preparing to hold him back. The purple glow returned to his eyes as he returned his focus to Apollo’s. Garren shrugged Perseus’s hand off his shoulder. Closing his eyes before blowing out a long breath.

Five years later, I could barely remember the color of the Underworld sky. After I left, I spent a full year rebuilding the life I had abandoned. I studied again, applied to the Academy of Apollo, and finished the training I had once given up to become queen of the dead. No one there knew I was Persephone. To them, I was simply a quiet, diligent student with a gift for understanding wounded children. I liked that. For the first time in years, my name did not come with a throne, a husband, or a child waiting for me in a dark palace.

“You don’t get to call me insecure. You know nothing about me. And you know nothing about Lyssa.” He barely stumbles. Just plants his feet and looks at me with a creased brows and a smile leaves his lips. “I suggest you leave now” I add, my voice low and dangerous. “Before I have the security team throw you out.” Lyssa’s voice cuts through the tension, weak but pleading. “Zeta… you are doing this again, please stop.” I turn to her. “You are on his side now” She pushes herself up slightly, wincing. Her face is pale, lips dry, eyes tired—but there’s steel there. “Percy is my friend,” she says. “And he leaves when I grow tired of his presence.”

he said “ For coming…” “I’m glad you are safe,” I replied “ Now we just have to get out of here and contact Cole. He has most of our fighters in our pack house and he hasn’t gone to the Northern territory yet.” Percy nodded. A few minutes later, the resurgence in his strength came fast. His breath steadied, his body straightened, and by the time I reloaded my gun, Percy was wiping blood off his hands and scanning the dark corridors outside. “This is an apocalypse,” he said. “And none of us saw it coming.”

Fuck… Okay. I’m a big girl. I don’t cry for nothing. I’m fine. But a single tear slipped out anyway, which Ford caught with his finger. He surprised me by saying, “Percival, apologize to Nivia.” It surprised me that Ford actually stood up for me this time. “Alphas don’t apologize, Daddy.” Percy replied, copying his dad’s famous words. “You’re not an alpha yet, son.” Percy looked at me, his face in an angry scowl, “sooooory.”

Percy said, his green eyes scanning my mates before quickly returning to me. "Hm! I now understand why you couldn't accept me," his whispered remark made me gulp, and I glanced around to see if my mates had heard him. "Ehm!" I cleared my throat, trying to dispel the awkwardness, and stepped back from him. Percy and I had grown up together. We used to be close friends until I befriended Alpha Ron. He didn't appreciate the bond between Percy and me. So, after some manipulation, he made me sever ties with Percy.