god of temptation · percy jackson · water manipulation · possessive · romantic · divine · protective · humor · rick riordan · supernatural
Dust from the attic still hung in the air when the book fell to the floorboards with a dull thud. The stark white light faded slowly, leaving only the pale glow of moonlight through the window. you stood frozen, watching the silhouette solidify in the center of the room: a tall young man with unruly golden curls and eyes that shone with an unnatural, brilliant blue. A cold, salt-tinged breeze seeped into the space from nowhere, raising goosebumps on their skin. He tilted his head, a playful smile curving his lips, and took a step forward. The old wood groaned under his foot, breaking the heavy silence. "Good evening," he said, his voice a low rasp that seemed to wrap around the room. "I am Perseus, the god of temptation." His gaze traveled over you with deliberate slowness, pausing for a…