Percy X Apollo Novels & Stories

It’s probably why he was rising through the ranks so easily,’ Apollo’s voice flitted through the link. P32X was a dangerous substance which gave him the strength and speed that he had exhibited today. We first came in contact with it a couple years back when a group of teens started exhibiting excessive strength whereas they never had it before. We found them right before a warrior was killed from literally getting the shit beat out of him. The fact that they had been able to overpower Tosh like that was what clued us in on something being off because he was a beast of a man.

Especially if she were human. "If you're going to disappear on me, at least give me a heads up." I was yanked out of my thoughts by a low, whisper-yell. Casting my gaze down, I found my beta glaring up at me—a beta I had chosen after taking care of the previous beta of the rogues. Along with the previous Alpha, Huxley, I had to hunt down and put an end to the tyranny of all his followers so I could take on the role of Alpha of the rogues with less of a hassle.

“Blackridge? Why would he go there?” “To complete the Blood Pact mission,” he said. “And to carry out the donation procedure for Amelia.” I stared at him. “Donation procedure?” Dr. Virel’s face became serious. “Percy is a match. His blood has the lunar marrow marker Amelia needs. He ordered me to prepare a blood-forming marrow extraction before he entered the mission zone.” My body became tense. “Why didn’t anyone tell me?” “Because Percy ordered us not to,” he said. “He believed that if you knew, you would blame yourself or return to him because you felt guilty.”

He entered reincarnation and was reborn into the Carver family as their third son, Rafael Carver. A soft smile appeared on Aria's lips, her eyes filled with warmth as she softly spoke Rafael's name. She had confirmed one of her suspicions once more. Aria didn't pause, her fingers moving quickly through the light bands. Soon, she was enveloped by a cheerful and upright energy. The fourth apprentice, Percy, came into view within the light band. His expression was bright, and he wore a smart suit. He held a manifestation disk, looking full of vigor. Percy was the fourth-eldest apprentice of the Hollowlight Sect. He was skilled in manifestations and defended the barriers.

She stretched, wriggling in their grip; they just tightened their fingers, pressing hard enough to leave bruises, and smirked at her. “Attach her to the altar,” said Apollo, the command ringing in his voice. Peverton moved to stand beside it. His eagerness shone in his hazel eyes, making them widen in excitement as his sacrifice was tethered to the flat stone. His ginger hair crackled, flame-like, about his head; his robes, purple today, rustled about his calves, in that ever-present, unreal wind that seemed to follow him wherever he went.

I certainly was. Percy was nothing, but gentle. He was slow to undress me, which did nothing to prove his words of being quick. He stood up undressing himself, showing me the toned muscles I didn't know he had. Apparently Percy had gotten a tattoo at some point that he told none of us about. It was a black hole over his heart, leaking black fluid over his chest with small stars and planets inside of it.

“I bet your girlfriend already knows him, right? What a small world, isn’t it?” I forced a polite smile, suddenly feeling like we were just part of the background in their little scene as they kept the conversation going. I caught Apollo staring at them. His frown was faint but noticeable, a shadow of unease passing over his features. I turned my gaze back to Xerces. Just a few minutes ago, his face had been set in a scowl as if the weight of the world had fallen on it, but now it was radiating pure bliss. I almost rolled my eyes. He hadn’t wanted to come at first, yet now he looked like he was having more fun than the actual celebrant.

He's getting more anxious the longer they can't find Eleena. "I think she is in---" "She's at our home." The two of them looked back at the person who spoke. Their brows met when they saw Persephone with a Cerberus on her side. It is on alert, its three heads are facing the two of them with their teeth showing as if they are ready to pounce at them any time. "You gave her the fruit." Apollo tried to take a step forward but he stopped when Cerberus went between them, growling at Apollo.

It was scrunched in thought. "Xander can you look up Apollo and serpents, please?" He looked a little unsure, but set himself to the task. Moments later he spoke, "Damn, sweets, you're good. Apollo, Olympian in Greek and Roman religions, god of the sun and light. Also, god of dance, music, poetry, healing, and diseases. Probably more. Turns out Apollo was getting busy with his fellow goddesses. Apollo became the happy daddy to a bouncing baby Asclepius." He hit a couple of buttons with a flourish.

His eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them, waiting for some explanation why he was currently here and not in Greece. Apollo clapped his hands. "Well, come along," he said. "We're all heading to the Merritt Province." Caleb frowned, watching as Pandora quickly grabbed her belongings. His eyes returned to Apollo, who deposited the suitcase he had put on the train to Greece. What in the world was happening? "You do want to find Persephone, correct?" Apollo questioned. Caleb nodded. "Of course." "Then we need to find Opal Covington," Pandora told him as she walked up to him. "Isn't that right, Lawrence Covington?"