Target Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Jason finally stood up and saw her smirking, the blades formed in his hands, she frowned, pressure began to slam into jason, it felt like the finger of a giant was intent on crushing him as he gritted his teeth, summoning all the energy he had to withstand the weight, "Where did you get that?!" She said, "None of your business!" he replied attacking, A very serious mistake, Jason was parried and a serious pain took my breath out and made me fall clenching my stomach, she held his hand and saw the bracelet mark, "So you're aethers boy" she said, He glared angrily, his head still reeled, "Now let's start with the introductions" she said, "I'm perilia, the moon goddess and patron of the loup-de

Peter put his hand into his suit pocket and came out with a colored image of Lucas Huan in one of his press conferences, which he handed to Percy. " We will get in touch with you when the deal is done, " Percy said as his party got to their feet and headed for the door. " Now what? "Peter asked Joe. " We wait for his call. " TARGET CREATED

Percy continued his rampage, single-handedly killing the wolves that others were desperately trying to save from Ryker’s black magic. Alpha Hugo and Jude exchanged stunned glances, witnessing the extent of Percy’s power. Thanks to the parental bond between Alpha Darious and Seraphina, they had been able to locate Ryker’s palace and break in, with Ronan’s assistance. But if Percy touched them, they were all dead. Every second that passed, Percy killed wolves with merciless efficiency. Seraphina clenched her fists, her heart heavy with the truth. She had suspected that Percy was not truly alive, that he was a creation of Ryker’s dark magic, the first of his abominations.

Alpha Damien stormed towards the person he hated most in the world—Ariel. He wanted to torture her, torture her so much that, she would feel pain that, even he, had never felt before. He wanted to punish and torture her to the extent that, she would beg him to kill her. Likewise, he wanted her to feel a pulsing type of pain never experienced before, so much that his heart ached, and he felt a blinding anger taking over him, consuming his whole body.

The classes seemed to be dreading to end but fortunately, I had just three classes and my homework was being done in the middle of those classes. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As the bell of my last class rings I pack my things up in my backpack and run to the library entrance soon enough I get Penny’s scent and start to walk to not look like a maniac, I smooth my clothes and start walking towards the library when another smell hits my nose. I don’t know whose scent it belongs to but I’m intrigued as I turn to the library's huge double doors. I spot Penny with her skinny jeans, a pair of all-white sneakers, an

His navy green suit matching his mossy green eyes, his semi-automatic machine gun by his side. Elika’s eyes scanned the room once more, her eyes landing on her other brothers, Jake and Percy. They stood along the back of the room, Jake standing at a towering 6 foot 7 while Percy was a mere 5 foot 11. Jake was the tallest of all her brothers, his shoulder length brown hair all but covering his deep black eyes. His bulky mass noticeable under his blue/black suit, barely able to conceal the weapon tucked into his waistband. While Percy was taller than Elika, he was the shortest of the brothers, his blood-red suit baggy and uncomplimentary. His sleek black hair in waves down his back, his hazel

he said gently, then left. Meanwhile, Nickolas could be seen staring blankly outside his window. Unexpectedly, a leery aura filled the room, accompanied by a light gush of wind. Nickolas could feel his presence yet didn't bother to glance at him. “You have to find her quickly. Your majesty, your lifespan will continue to diminish drastically until you claim your mate. Stop hesitating!” Behind Nickolas stood a seemingly old man – his hair was void of hair, his skin was as pale as a dead person's, and the length of his gray beard was astounding.

That was because he was someone who had grown up messing around in bars, arcades, and every kind of entertainment spot. "Fine," Sean said, raising his chin with complete confidence. "You asked for this. Don't try to back out once you lose." Sophie looked at me, a complex flicker in her eyes. "If this is the game you want to play, then fine. I'll play. However, you don't get to make a big deal out of Sean and me ever again after this." I only smiled. What they did not know was that I had been captain of the archery team back in college. When it came to precision and control, nobody there came close.

The spiders outside the barrier let out a collective screech, their claws slashing at the wards with renewed fury. “Priscilla!” Jake shouted as the barrier began to falter. “I need more time!” I yelled back, pouring everything I had into the spell. The threads of magic unraveled further, revealing the heart of Jena’s power. It was a pulsating core of darkness, anchored deep within the ruins. If I could destroy it, I could sever her control over the spiders. But as I reached for the core, a wave of black energy surged toward me. My circle of salt flared, holding it back, but just barely.

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."