Guardian Angel (percico/pernico) HIATUS
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  • Reads 3,843
  • Votes 156
  • Parts 7
  • Time 25m
Ongoing, First published Aug 08, 2015
Percy Jackson is the definition of bad, being the son of the ruler of hell, I guess you would have to for your reputation. 

Nico di angelo is the complete opposite being the "goody two shoes" angel he has to be.

The demons are supposed to be disgusted with the angels, but one specific demon had his heart set on the purest angel there was. Nico di angelo. And Percy has a plan so he can finally get to meet him, but there is one huge problem in there way.

sorry if its bad. first fanfic
(Don't take my idea this is mine I will hunt u down and report you bc it is a thing) grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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48 parts Ongoing

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.