Piper Percy Novels & Stories

She first joined as a guest attendant, but with time she got promoted and now works closely with Mateo and Levi. Piper is fairly an attractive woman. She is younger than the rest of them. She is twenty-five. She has naturally cocoa brown long hair. She might not be as tall as Blaire, or she might be skinny, but she is not a meek person. She is stronger than she looks and smart. She knows how to take care of things and often helps Mateo around. She is a sweet person, who is always thinking about the betterment of the person she cares about. She might not be a brutal person, but when it comes to protecting the ones she loves, she doesn’t hold back.

“You used my daughter’s disappearance as a chance to crawl into my husband’s bed?” Percy didn’t flinch. “Don’t act like a saint,” she said. “You’ve been crying and shaking since the baby disappeared. He needed a real woman. You weren’t doing anything.” Elena stepped forward. “Say that again.” “I said he needed me,” Percy said with a smirk. “Not a weak, crying mess like you.” Elena slapped her. The sound echoed in the room. Percy held her cheek, shocked. “You bitch,” she hissed.

Percy steps in, flanked by three broad-shouldered men in dark suits. Mrs. Hargrove walks behind him. “This is Mr. Percy Hawthorne, son of one of our founding fathers. He’s here to welcome new students personally sometimes.” Percy smiles faintly, his eyes locked on mine. “Pleasure to see you.” He says. As Mrs. Hargrove excuses herself. I glare at him. “What are you doing here? This is insane.” He shrugs, stepping closer. “Just checking on a promising student. Imperial’s lucky to have you.”

As Piper pulled up in her Fiat 500 outside her parent's semi-detached cottage thoughts of her life in London disappeared. Her parents were George and Merryn Fawkner and they were born and bred in Porthleven. They were married at the tender age of 19 and Piper followed 3 years later. When Piper was 5, her brother Miles was born. Sadly Miles died of Leukemia at the age of 7 which completely devastated them all. It was something that her parents never spoke about and Piper never pushed the issue. But there wasn't a day when she didn't think of him. He was born with baby blue eyes and a mop of blonde hair and he had the most adorable nature. He would have been 22 now, and Piper had no doubt that

"You sold me to pay your gambling debt!" "I had no choice! They were going to kill me! Percy said if you married him, he'll forgive everything. The principal, the interest, all of it. He's been asking about you for years, Alura. He's always saying how beautiful you are, how you remind him of his first love." Alura suddenly felt like throwing up. Percy Miller, the fifty-year-old man if he truly was. His greasy hair which was combed over his balding head and his small pig eyes that followed her every time she went with her father to beg for loans.

Yorick says, sliding his hand back into mine. “Well, now I’m in a bad mood,” Piper says. “Maybe you’re hangry, Hellfire. Let’s go get lunch,” Zach says. “You and your nicknames,” I say, laughing. “Hey, if the nickname fits, who am I to argue. Piper’s got that fiery red hair and a temper to match. I love the passion,” he says, winking at her. “Stop flirting with me,” she says, shaking her head, but her lips are twitching.

Piper shrugs her shoulders as if it’s not that of a big deal. “I’ve always been fascinated with deities, so I started researching them in high school just so I'd know the different kinds of gods and goddesses there are, but I didn’t know he had a son named Kaden.”

"But don't worry, if you've already tasted its essence, that means you can have it all." "Okay, I'll have it, but stop looking at me like that, you make me feel like a real delinquent, and it was Lucero who drank the whole pitcher, she..." I trail off, Lucero was the one who drank a whole pitcher and was happier than a hummingbird being released. "I'll drink in moderation, it's so delicious, but I'll try not to drink too much, not the whole pitcher." Seeing that there are several types of seafood dishes, I opt for the breaded shrimp and the special sauce that Mrs. Elizabeth has prepared.

Another one popped out of thin air. This time it was a young girl wearing a lime colored dress. Her emerald hair that matches her eyes, were tied in pigtails as the soft curls sprung from it. In contrast with the boy earlier she had stunning olive skin. When Ava looked closer, a ghost of a smile emerged from the boy in black as that girl held his hand. "Thade, Fiel. It's uhm-" He scratched the back of his neck and was about to begin explaining when Ava covered his mouth. "He wants to let me live," she snickers while the other two widen their eyes-flustered.

“It is a pleasure to meet you.” I didn’t know how to respond, except to bow in turn. Felix stood up and stamped his chest. Annoyance was plastered over his face. “The Lady Piper of House Yultis, would-be betrothed to the Emperor Deanneth Legiere. Show some respect.” She poked Felix in the stomach, and he crumpled like paper. “Felix! Don’t be a jerk.”