The Gods Want Percy Back Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Godling, what can I do?” And just like that, the tears started again. I threaded my fingers into Rowan’s and pulled his cooling hand to my chest. “Help me save him.” I stared at my mate for a second. His smile came to my mind, and I wept. It took me a minute to gather myself before I looked back at the five gods. “I did everything you wanted. I saved them. All of your creations are safe. I will help Carly bring home the lycans. I will spend the rest of my life worshipping all of you. Just help me bring him back.” I dropped his hand and shuffled over to the gods. Then I bowed, placing my head against the ground. “I will do whatever you need from me, as long as it is within my power, and it’s

Caelum stood outside the chamber all night, and he didn’t come in to hold her. The next morning he had me and Nia sent down from the peak, back to the cottage at the foot of the mountain. His attendant brought his words. “I am the King of the Gods. I can’t risk the divine world. Once the curse is dealt with, I’ll bring you back.” I thought he just needed time. The prophecy had shaken him, and he would come around. But a month later, Seraphina was at my door. She had been Caelum’s lover once, and when he brought me up to Olympus, she had been the loudest voice against it.

He deserved to know that she was a goddess and she hoped that he would still love her the same way when the truth came out. With a deep breath, Helena pulled back and held his hands close to her chest, all of her feelings displayed on her face and in her eyes she kissed his hands. When his brow furrowed in confusion at her sudden actions he asked. “What is it, Helena? Do you fear that your father would not accept this?” he was already thinking of a way to break the news of his godhood to her. If he did it now they would both have time to break the news to her father, he only hoped that her father would be kind enough to let him have her hand in marriage. If he had to rescind his godhood to h

Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver. Atarah dropped her basket beside Erza's basket, Olga came close to them and grabbed Atarah by the ear. "You have been avoiding me, little one. You used to come here all the time, when you were a kid, you were so interested in plants." She said with her old weary voice. "I have started school recently, so I don't have much time." Atarah lied as she pulled away from her. "Hmmmmm......You are still not a very good liar, are you?" Olga said and Erza giggled cutely.

Dearest Augustus, I know you don’t know me. None of you really got the chance to get to know me. I am sorry about that. I’m Percy, Ares’ dad. You may not remember me, but I remember you. You have always been an intelligent and strong child. I knew, watching you, that you would be just like your mother, to a fault.

Alec helps me down, and Reaper immediately flies onto a nearby tree branch. A vampire who looks to be around fifty, even those he’s probably well over one hundred years old, approaches us, ‘King Alec, Queen Nina, we have all been so worried. It’s been days since you left, and we’ve had no contact from the mainland,’ he says. ‘Harold, it’s good to see you,’ Alec says. ‘We haven't been able to return home here until now. Unfortunately, things have taken a turn for the worst. Thypon, the god of monsters, entered through the veil. We are at war. We will probably stay the night but will have to continue on our way to complete our quest tomorrow to help win this war,’ Alec explains.

From his little Princess. Because I wasn’t sure, I could hold back if I kept seeing her. And now, he is gone. I bowed, allowing my forehead to touch the ground. The same ground that Alfred laid. “Let my bow escort you to the afterlife, and I pray to the moon goddess to unite you with your beloved, Elena.” Another tear. This time, for how much I was going to miss Alfred. He was the one person I could come to without having to be the Lycan King without watching my back for any plot or schemes.

And yet he still wants to take away the little I have gotten for myself? I watcehd as Atlas pushed to his feet, his expression unreadable. Is he angry at me? Does he want to get divorced now? Does he finally think that it's not worth and he should get divorced? He turned to me, bringing his hand out for me to take, completely surprising me.. Bren and I stared at him confused on what he wanted to do. “Atlas, what are you… “I told you the story of Hades and Persephone. They conquered everything thrown at them because they wanted to ne together. Will you ne my Persephone? And I would fight everyone that tries to separate them, bringing just destruction to them,”

Like beating Declan to the state of unconsciousness was something he had always wanted to do. “You punch like a bitch, you always have. Since we were kids.” Those had been Percy’s words and it made me think if perhaps Percy had indeed been meaning to beat up Declan. And despite the fact that he had denied it before, it had been very obvious then that Percy absolutely hated Declan. “Why did you come back then?” I asked. Percy shifted in his seat and put his hand into the pocket of his trouser, with his eyes still closed, he brought out a gold lighter and waved it at me.

"Alaric, get up. Please get up. PLEASE..." "No..." I sniffled. "No, you promised. You promised you would protect me. You promised..." I refused to believe that he was gone as the bond went silent. "ALARIC!" I screamed with everything I had, my voice breaking. "NO! COME BACK! PLEASE COME BACK!" "He's gone," Viktor said coldly. "The Lycan King is dead. Long live the new era." "I'll kill you," I sobbed, still fighting even as the sedative dragged me down. "I'll kill all of you. I'll rip you apart..."