Novel & Cerita Percy X Nico X Jason

I asked softly. "We've been by each other's side since we were kids." He replied thoughtfully, glancing out the window. He looked like he suddenly had the weight of the world on his shoulders. He watched a few boys standing outside my school. They were sneaking a cigarette, passing it back and forth, laughing and lightly, smacking each other like one of them said some fucked up joke. "Back in high school, it was always Tommy, Gio, and me. Niko was just the scary older cousin back then, but we all admired him. Now, everything is changed."

"I should have taken your side instead of helping you push him away. I'm sorry." Xander said nothing, just stroked her frail back with tears in his eyes. Xander never expected to see his mother, who was usually so strong and healthy, with her stern and cool demeanor, become this fragile, as if all her life force had faded. "Mom, this is Jonas, my mate, and this is Jordan, our son, born to Jonas through his special rare Omega," Xander said after a moment. Mrs. Riordan approached Jonas and, with tears in her eyes, hugged him tightly.

— "You look nearly dead." "I feel nearly dead." Nicole sighed as she pressed her forehead against the cool locker, eyelids heavier than usual today. The thought of being cozy in her bed right now could make her cry. "She always looks nearly dead," Jason commented, smirking as he walked past the two girls. Nicole turned to glare at the back of his head as he walked off. "Why is he always everywhere?" "How do you deal with him?" Serena, Nicole's best friend, asked. She grimaced as she turned to lean against the locker beside Nicole's, watching Jason who disappeared down the hallway.

He orders and one of the business men looks at me before shifting his gaze to Nico. "Sir, I don't think……" He starts but is stopped by Nico's cold gaze. "You don't think what?" Nico asks the room temperature dropping by a few degrees. Ah, I missed this coldness. Maybe I should just… I close my mouth with the back of my hand as I yawn. Closing my eyes, I allow myself to drift off, falling asleep. *Domenico Perez POV*

But this time, Percy didn’t play along. His voice turned cold. “Then this is where our partnership ends.” “What did you say?” Jason couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Percy didn’t respond. He simply ended the call. He never imagined his boss would go this far. All because of something he said over drinks the other night—how Stellar was his first love, how he’d let her down, and how she’d never forgiven him. That alone had pushed Jason to devise a kidnapping plan, forcing her to be with Percy.

“Come on, Jason. Don’t be shy. The world deserves to see you beg for Luna's mercy.” Her two cousins hover in the background, shifting uncomfortably. One whispers, “Nicole, this is going too far. The Alpha prime is going to tear us apart when they catch us.” She snaps around, eyes blazing. “Shut up! You think I care about their rules? Jason belongs to me. Me!” The cousins exchange a look. Fear wins. Quietly, they edge toward the door. “You’re on your own, Nic. This is suicide.” “Cowards!” she shrieks after them as they vanish into the night. Her chest heaves, but then her gaze swivels back to Liam, to the camera, to her imagined victory. A brittle smile cracks her face.

Nick runs his hand down his arms, standing behind me in the full-length mirror. Our eyes catch in the glass, and he grins in his cocky, sexy way. My mouth is watering, and I lick my lips. Ok, we need to go! My psyche needs to decide if we're a nymphomaniac or a vampire. How in the world are either of us going to survive nine months of this? In the living room, we find Kyle, Becky, and Kylie curled up on the oversized love seat. Becky and Kylie are going in for their mid-morning nap, and Kylie looked up at us. "What's up, lovebirds?"

She set her jaw and turned the corner. Jason Scott stood at the far end of the corridor under a bank of stained glass windows that turned the afternoon light into bruised color. He looked exactly like the kind of trouble people warned you about and exactly like someone who had spent his life believing that warning was for other people. Broad shoulders, hard stance, the violent confidence of a demigod raised too close to his own legend. The air around him seemed denser, heated, as if every breath carried the promise of a strike. Nico was backed toward the wall near a row of lockers, one hand braced against the stone, the other half-raised as if he’d been trying to talk his way out of the mome

he announced, hanging up the phone. “Jason?” August started, taking the next right, “Isn't that?” "Yeah, that’s Tilly’s ex-boyfriend,” I replied, “but why did Nico confront him?” he asked. I gulped hard. Perhaps Nico will find out about Tilly; I hope he remembers she’s his ex-sister-in-law and not his dead wife. I said a little prayer before I spotted the alley where Nico lay face down, beaten to a pulp. “Oh my God, NICO!” I exclaimed.

And Nicko’s desire to be one of the most influential men in Famiglia makes him willing to do anything for his status. It is also what makes Rey and Gideon trust Nicko with his decision. “I can’t leave him alone,” Jaxon hissed as he put on his coat and made his way to the door, but Rey’s body kept him from going outside. “Get out of the way!” snarled Jaxon with a look of restraining himself from exploding in anger. “Get out of the way before I hurt you with my hands!” Instead of following his best friend’s wishes, Rey still doesn’t give Jaxon the way.