Why Can't Percy Simply Fight Crusty นิยาย & เรื่องราว

As my gaze traveled all the way to his face, I found his glass-like blue eyes staring into mine. He let out a low, throaty laughter when our eyes met. “You should be worried about yourself right now, not my hard cock,” he reminded me. Yeah. He’s right. I should be worried about myself now, not him. “What’s your name?” “Percy Claude.” “Major?” “Business admin.” “How old are you?” “…22,” I hesitated. He looked at me with surprise for the first time since I met him. “Really? Why do you look like this then?”

"What the hell? The Crimson Robe Society is just a bunch of privileged people enjoying themselves!" Frederick furrowed his brow. "Percy, gather your men and wipe them out in Centropolis!" Boom! Upon hearing this, Percy immediately trembled and knelt, tears streaming down his face. "Mr. Lester, if we touch the Crimson Robe Society, all of us will meet a terrible end! We're proficient in Savant Arts, and it's easy to bully the common folk. But going head-to-head with the Crimson Robe Society is a surefire way to doom!"

Percy’s POV: Declan might be bigger than me, in body size, and he might look more intimidating, but he had the fighting skill of a nine year old kid. He swinged at me and I was able to dodge his punch. He came again at me with a right hook and I dodged that just as easily. With every punch that he threw and I dodged, Declan grew more furious and when he finally managed to land a punch because I wanted to avoid bumping into Latricia who stood frozen by the desk, he had the guts to smirk.

The knuckles are swollen purple, a couple of them split open, dried blood crusted on it. “Oh my, Percy…” I whisper. He glances at it, then at me, and grins. “Looks worse than it feels?” The doctor raises an eyebrow. “How’d this happen?” “Friendly disagreement,” Percy says smoothly. She doesn’t push it. She orders X-rays, and while we wait for the result, a nurse comes in to clean and re-dress it. Percy winces once when she dabs antiseptic, but he covers it with a joke.

she finally interjected, slamming her register shut and waving her pen at me from a distance, earning a disapproving glance from Percy. "I heard you, and let me tell you, I don't give a damn," she hissed, her eyes piercing through me. "What? How can you not care? You're a girl too, just like me," I persisted, trying to reason with her. "Huh! We're not the same. You're from the group that remained strong while everyone else suffered during those chaotic times. You've got some nerve calling me out for not wanting to help you," she retorted angrily, tossing the pen in my direction. Percy swiftly intervened, catching it before it could hit me.

Cara knew that she could be punished for that, but she wasn't going to be used around like a piece of rag and not stand up to speak for herself. "Then why are you here?" Percy shouted and poured the wine on her dress."Stop acting as if you are not worse than your mother!" He yelled and dropped the glass on the ground. The glass shattered into pieces, and Percy didn't have enough. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up. He held her throat and grinned wickedly. "I hate you so much that I wish you died any moment from now, but that'd be too easy for you, right?" He chuckled.

Percy's eyes become narrow while trying to restrain his anger. "Why? Are you going to let me have her?" Phil asked and smile at his older brother. I just see now the most annoying and dangerous smile in my entire life. Phil was smiling but behind his smile, I could sense danger that Percy didn't notice because of jealousy. When Percy heard of what his younger brother answered to him his face becomes darker even more. He clenched his fist tighter and his expression clearly tells that he wants to beat Phil into a pulp. I think any moment the two of them will fight. I don't know if they really arguing because of me or if they are always like this. Wanted to bite each other's tails once they met

Helga cried shocking Skye as he paused from knocking the door, despite her voice not being so loud it was loud enough for him to pick up. “They… want to crash the ball?” Skye was left perplexed at such a thought, knowing that it would not end well for them if they did carry out that idea. At the same time, he remained curious as to how they would try to accomplish that and get away with it. “The prince isn’t going to help, that’s for sure” Percival’s toneless voice could be heard before a heavy sighed entered Skye’s ears. “So we’re back to square one aren’t we?” Percival asked feeling more exhausted than ever, this year no doubt was very taxing for all of them. To be so close to achieving fr

Cedric is now braiding one of the girls' hair, and my jealousy spikes again, seeing his fingers brushing against her exposed shoulders as he gathers all her hair in his hands. “Relax your expression,” Percy muttered, walking back to stand beside me. He’s a lot more calm now, seeing that his mate is alright and just here visiting with her old friends. “You look like you want to start a fight. That’s not going to get him to want to talk to you.” “I can’t help it,” I growled, “I hate seeing him flirting with everyone but me.” “I hate to tell you this, Gamma, but it’s your own fault. I wouldn’t want to talk to you either if you were always looking at me like that. Calm your tits and wipe the gri

Percy then massaged the black crystal ball he was holding, it produced smoke but thank goodness, the smoke didn't seem harmful. "What do you want?!" One Alpha asked. The side of Percy's lips rose before he glanced at me. "I didn't mean to cause a war. Just grant my request and we will leave you, peacefully." "What exactly do you want, Percy?!" Fenris groaned. "Fuck this! Since when did you become Darkesta's dog?" Percy laughed so hard, that it echoed on the whole ground. "Oh mind you," he shrugged, still chuckling. "I am not anyone's dog, Fenris. I am my own master."