Novel & Cerita Percy X Athena Fanfiction

I am sure it's Athena's voice! "A-Athena?" I swallowed while waiting for her to speak again, although her eyes were still closed. My heart raced so fast when Athena slowly opened her eyes. I felt like the heavens opened up for me the moment I saw her beautiful and loving eyes. I've missed her eyes staring at me. Damn it!

I drowned myself in work and made myself busier so that I can't think about her. But everything about the past changed by Athena. After seeing her innocent black orbs I can't even think about anything other than hers. Her euphoric voice... I want to make her sing for me to sleep. Her voice reminds me of my mother. To get Athena am going to sign the stupid deal made by Oliver. Only for her. I don't know that Oliver treats her better or not. From my thoughts he is not treating her well. I thought I shouldn't care about that but I was madly driven by her voice and eyes.

I kept going slowly until her body shuddered violently as the wave of pleasure engulfed her body. Tears streamed down Athena's face as she screamed my name. “Oh! Fuck, Cameron! Athena lay propped against the pillows, watching me as I battled with sleep. The news about my father not being my real father still felt like a punch to the gut, but I felt better. I could see the fear in Athena's eyes, and she insisted we cleaned up thoroughly after sex. “Aren't you scared of dying? This could be disastrous for us.” But I reassured her, saying nothing like that would happen and that I wasn't going to die. Athena looked at me, and I could see the love in her eyes.

She also blushed a bit when the senior she adores talking to her. "So, what is the title of your project, senior?" Xui Li touches one of the ancient pillars sculpt by Athena. Amazed by her work. "Goddess of spring." Just after Athena said that, a girl who just looks like the senior comes out with her face, which Athena has made over. She makes her look like an ancient goddess from Greek myth, Persephone.

I shoot to my feet, already heading for the door. “You’ve recently bonded with a werewolf.” I stop. “Athena Denvers. A descendant of Scar Denvers or Icegard as he was formerly known. A werewolf and vampire hybrid who was best friends with your ancestor, Cross Athens.” My body stills. “Husband of the woman who stole the Pyramid of Hierchaies a thousand years ago.” I slowly turn towards her. The tiny hairs on my body rise. Athena. A descendant of my ancestor’s friend?

One year. Three hundred and sixty-five days of having Arete as my charge. One year of stolen conversations in the Pegasus tavern with Saea, her acidic humor smoothing some of the roughness from each day. One year of stolen moments with Arete herself, slipping into dark corners to press desperately shut mouths together, hands grasping clothing and skin until hers was all I could see or feel, and my life as Keeper to House Ares didn’t seem quite so empty. It hadn’t been enough.

Only her fated mate or the he-wolf in her family could make the decision. Helios has always been aware how much I despise such norms for she-wolves, and yet, he was doing the same as other noble he-wolves. Deciding my life, when I have expressed how I longed to decide my own life to him. Goodbye Helios. At this moment, I came to a decision. ‘’I, Athena Lancaster of the Lancaster Earldom rejects you—urgh!’’ My words were abruptly cut off as Helios’s face immediately change and he swiftly wrapped his fingers around my neck.

A look that would have made Athena defensive if it was on someone else's face. Instead she whispered agsinst his lips “No. You want to punish me for being a bad girl. For not doing as I am told.” His body stiffened against her as he did not deny it. “Then punish me, Daddy. I can take it,” she breathed against his lips. Welcoming the fire as he sealed her lips in his inferno again. Athena was on fire when they separated again, her breasts hanging out of her bra from his ministrations.

“It’s complicated. In any case, it doesn’t matter now. The situation has been dealt with.” Athena searched my face, as if weighing her options between probing further and dropping the issue altogether. Finally, she gave a curt nod. “Fine then,” she said, turning her back to me and staring out the window. “Don’t tell me about it.” I stared sightlessly at the driver’s head as he inched away from the curb, Monica’s parting screams echoing in my head. You’re going to regret this… A shiver ran down my spine. Because for the first time, I wondered if Monica was right. If I had just made the biggest mistake of my life.

Azen replied in the same tone as two of their aura collided but clearly Persephone’s was much stronger. "Stumble of faith, surely you affirm yourself." Persephone smirked, mocking him as they both know who is stronger here and his words are useless. "I am warning you, Persephone. Don't mindlessly become one with darkness under the empty shell of love." Azen hissed, coming closer, narrowing his eyes in rage. "Nor do I intend to keep this advice to yourself." Persephone hissed back, turning to people, threatening them as they all left immediately, not daring to go against her.