Percy X Thalia Novels & Stories

Gianpaolo repeated as his eyes went to Crista. Crista left my side to wrap an arm around Persephone as she looked pale. “Thales is dead.” Crista softly whispered. “But it will be okay. I promise. No one is ever hurting you or Delilah. I won’t let that happen.” Crista vowed as tears stained Persephone’s face. Tears for her fallen Alpha heir.

FREYA: Alpha Percival. How did I explain this to him? He was bold and was completely opposite to Dominic. He was fearless and shameless. And responsible, too. If not, he would not be taking any responsibility for fathering my own child. And this. Announcing that I was his Luna and mate to the crowd despite my social status was the best thing that he could do. Dammit. I was not ready for this. When I was with Dominic, our relationship was discreet but when it comes to Alpha Percival, we had no relationship, but he was going all out. Even if this was nothing but an agreement between sides, it looked real to me.

I got to her first so why the fuck must it be a contest as to who got her first? Granted, I fucking rejected her. I mean, it wasn't my fault, right? Who in their right senses would have thought that Crystal Thorne, an Omega and who was once a slave, would be Xavier's mate? An Alpha of the revered Blood Moon Pack at that?! How was that possible?

I didn't believe it. “Serkan is dead. The man that is pretending to be him is not a Kitson.” There is a flash of anger in her eyes. “I hear your lies, Thalia.” “What are you?” She demands “Just a Wolf,” I mutter. She launches the fireball at the thick cloud that separates us. Orion drops to the floor while Xavi and I remain rooted to the spot. Thalia glares at us, trying to figure out why we didn’t move. “What potion did she give you?! Or did another Witch help you like they helped your Hunter friend?”

Imogen said smoothly, as if offering polite advice rather than a declaration of war. Thalia sneered, brushing futilely at the spreading stain on her chest. “You think you can scare me? You forget who I am, Imogen. I’m Alan’s cousin. The Lewis family’s blood runs through me. You think you can embarrass me in front of all these people and get away with it?” “Oh, Thalia, darling.” Imogen’s laughter cut through the air like the clink of fine crystal — sharp, cold, and merciless. “Still clinging to the glory of the Lewis name? Haven’t you heard? There’s nothing left of it to cling to.”

"Everyone else is trying to be their father, or their rank, or their caste. You... you were just trying to survive as yourself. I’ve spent my whole life surrounded by Alphas who were terrified of being weak. And then I met an Omega who was stronger than all of them because he had everything to lose." Lucian moved closer, sliding through the water until he was inches away. He reached out, his hand dripping, and cupped Thalynn’s neck. "I didn't want a subordinate, Thalynn. I wanted a match. And I found one." They were both too exhausted to engage on sexual intimacy instead they shared hot wet kisses and caressing until they were breathless. The psychological toll of the Gala and the move havin

the time has come. Her scars have healed so did her heart and mind. She was ready for vengeance. Persephone's new dagger- Athela was inpatient to taste blood and so was the Queen herself. "Alpha Adrian" a mellifluous voice made the once Alpha raise his head. There standing before him in all her glory was none other than Persephone. Adrian inhaled her aroma, the once rose scent now being changed to a combination of rose, spice and lemon. She had mated.

"You even foster her child with that man?" "Mom, they are mine! Will you please let us explain first?" "W-what do you mean?" Then the twins peak a little, Ceci was surprised when she realized that they resemble Perci's features. "Perxeus and Calici meet your grandmother and grandfather," says Perci. "G-grandmother?" Ceci is at a loss for a while. "I told you to let us talk in private. I will explain everything." Perci crossed his arms. Perry laughed and felt exasperated. "Come to grandpa, darlings."

“What do you think Maddox! She’s a Fate! The most powerful there is, so we aren’t just taking her for your love life are we! She will yield and give us what we need. Then, when she has served her purpose, you get to rescue her and rebuild her. She’ll need you then. I doubt Beta Patrick is going to go easy on her when time is of the essence.” “You’re going to hurt her?” clenching my fists. I should have ripped Patricks face off when I had the chance. Thalia shrugged again, swinging the rope between her hands. “Maybe. Depends if she’s unhelpful or not. I’m going to guess she’s a brat though. But Beta Patrick has a way of sorting women like that out. I’d say ask them but…well not a lot of them

Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Thalia down in that cavern, her glowing eyes, her body twisted by dark, volatile magic, trapped behind cold iron bars. I wanted so desperately to go to her, to sit beside her cell, to let her know she wasn't alone. But I had overheard the low, serious hushed conversation Caleb and Ragnar had with Miss Carlosa and Miss Lyra earlier. The elders had made it brutally clear. Thalia’s corrupted beast was in an extremely unstable state. Any outside presence, any unfamiliar scent, or any sudden intrusion could trigger a violent reaction that might push her over the edge completely. It hurt. It felt like a knife twisting straight into my ribs. I wanted