Percy X Artemis Ao3 Novels & Stories

"It is just that he is returning and I do not want him to know that you are here." "He saw you with Apollo. Surely he already knows that you are interconnected with us." "I am not connected to anything," Persephone replied with a grim look. "Here, he and I, do not have to worry about you and your family. Here, he does not have to know." Artemis looked lost, "I do not understand. Why are you hiding it from him? I know you care for him and he cares for you as well. Or do you not trust him?"

Edeline Percival turned to look at Conor, fury building in his eyes, and I could feel it through the bond—burning hot, a fire that flowed through my veins like liquid rage. “Did you kiss my mate?” Percival’s voice was deathly low, his head slowly turning toward Conor. “Percival, please stay calm,” William warned, but Percival wasn’t hearing it. He wasn’t Alpha Percival anymore—he was Alpha X, and I could see it now.

They are mine, only mine. My body felt sore and satisfied as it should be. * * AN Hi everyone, What do you think? Should I write a scene with only Ares and Carson?

Alcina can barely hold on to her sword as it is, while still maintaining her tenuous hold on one of Orion’s spikes to steady herself on her back. A pair of arrows whistle as they just barely miss her cheek, her hair whipping upwards from the projectiles spinning past her just a millimeter away from her skin. “Pay attention,” Percy says from the ground, where he stands, perfectly relaxed with his hands tucked into his pockets - not at all unlike the form he’d assumed, that day of the ruinous wedding. Darla, seated beside him still in her panther’s form, licks her lips in a manner that sends a shiver down Alcina’s back.

It's rare, or maybe not so much, since my actions are also derived from them, and Helios and Perseus are explosive. Achilles stood in front of me, cutting Perseus from my view. "Soph... Calm down, everything will be fine." Achilles took my hand. "Perseus just needs a little more time to get used to it... Remember that he's hard-headed and that it also took him a while to accept that you have two mates." ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

Percy’s right hand fondled my breast while his mouth, and tongue, worked expertly on the other breast. His hand moved from my breast and slid down my belly and into the pajama trouser I wore. I wore no panties and felt my pussy throb when I felt the heat of his hand. His hand moved to my thigh and slowly, he worked his way to my clit and I felt a powerful shiver run through me. Percy raised his headd to study me while I laid there, my breath coming out shakily. “Are you alright?” He asked as he pulled his hand from my trouser and began toying with the lace band of the pajamas.

The door creaks open, and there, in the shadows, stands Percy Adams, his face a ghostly reflection of remorse and determination. In an instant, Percy is at Seraphina’s side, freeing her from the shackles Lucas so cruelly bound. As he helps her to her feet, he sees the bulge of her belly, swollen with life. Shock and regret ripple through him; this wasn’t just a broken woman he was freeing, but his own flesh and blood, carrying another.

* Arcos pleaded, as did both Droc and Demian inside Xavier, who was holding the dirt in his hands, trying to bear the pain, he raised his head as he felt his heart being torn apart. "This is for Perla. I love Perla. This is for her." Xavier whispered, gripping the dirt so hard that his forehead turned into a river of sweat, and his face became like hot embers. *Thea, I don't feel Thea* Amidst the pain that Arcus was feeling, he was shocked so hard, that he could no longer feel the pain that was controlling him. His felt that she was beginning to disappear, he tried to get out madly, to go to her, but he retreated because of Xavier's barrier, which he was fighting with his utmost strength.

Closing my eyes and pull on my power and open my eyes raising my hands. “LYKOS, MOVE!” I shout as I push the lightning through my hands and out of my fingertips towards the doors. The doors explode inward. Screams echo around as I walk through the doors. Scientists all cower and try to escape. I look around and see Perla floating with her head down in a tank, wires attached to her. I look around for Artemis and see her in human form, dangling from chains above her tank, cuts, and blood running down her legs. What the fuck?

Artemis pov The rain had just stopped, leaving behind an airy silence that embraced over the Creek estate. But inside me, a storm raged bitterly. Hera was a liar, a manipulator, a pathetic fool and a woman obsessed with claiming a life that was never and can never be hers. And yet… something about her desperation, her relentlessness drove me crazy. I'm glad she is out of our life and we won the battle fair and square. A feeling I couldn’t shake.