Annabeth Percy Jackson Book Novels & Stories

As I fingered through the book, with no title, words began to glow and singed onto the worn parchment like magic. Inanna had stirred and I could feel the Lycan blood in me shift, each drop moving and flowing like lava through my veins and my eyes lit up like beacons absorbing the words from the page. It startled me and I dropped the book to the floor. As the thud of the heavy leather hit the floor and echoed throughout the endless room, books started flying off the shelves, pages fluttering towards me in a whirl of turbulence, surrounding me like a twister.

"There. Happy?" "Very." Anastasia said in satisfaction. "Now that our goal is already solve. I just need to find Eliot and Mary." She said to herself. "Who are them?" He asked. "I came here together with them. Mary has the ability to transfer inside and outside the book, but cant do that twice on the same book. She's the one who help us to travel inside the book." She said. "Really? That's so cool." He commented. "Yes it is." Anastasia agreed.

Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Two Annabelle’s POV I went home and hurriedly sifted through my large wardrobe, selecting a few essential clothes that would see me through the journey ahead. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on my shoulders, but I had resolved to see this dangerous Princession through. Greece awaited me, and I couldn't afford to delay any longer. My heart raced as I carefully folded each garment and placed them in the small backpack I had chosen for this clandestine adventure. It was the perfect size to hold my belongings without drawing too much attention.

*** “I don’t want you anywhere near my family, or even in Canada!” Annabeth slowly raised her head to look at Elizabeth as soon as she heard her voice, tears slowly streaming down her face, Annabeth was putting on a loose fitting black gown that touched the ground with a scarf tightly tied around her head and a black shawl carelessly draped over her shoulders while Elizabeth was in a black floral dress which stopped just at her knee, she was putting on a conspicuous black fashionable fascinator carefully placed at the left side of her hair, her small black bag clutched tightly in her left hand.

The locked the kingdom down they placed the two nannies under surveillance until they were stable enough to be questioned the guards that were attacked and survived were held in the Special high security prison ward until they were able to be questioned and determined that they were not apart of the attack and kidnapping, The Consorts of the king Jasper and Draco were beyond furies their anger radiated through the bunkers and Justin, Dean , Gabe, Lucas, Damien, Simon were just as mad, King Hades , Alpha Zeus, Beta Marcus, Gamma Ezra were heading up the search parties with Holli, Lily, Marcel , Sapphire, Tyrone, O’Ryan , Bryant , Benjamin. They have to find out who was behind the kidnappin

“I’ll keep that in mind, Annabeth. So how will you convert his negative energy into positive reverse cursed energy? I can’t come running to you every time he breaks the rules.” She nodded and went inside while I waited for her to return. Even after an hour, I sat alone in the living room, waiting for Annabeth. Where was she? What was the hold-up? Should I leave? Wasn’t she interested in helping me? I stood up, still in a dilemma, when she emerged with a purple obsidian pendant attached to a black-beaded thread on her palm. She held it out to me, and I took it from her.

She turned back to focus on the books in front of her, not distracted anymore. After walking around the shelves for a while, she finally picked out a book that interested her. The book was on a shelf slightly higher than her line of sight, so she stood on tiptoe, reached up, and took it down. At that moment, she caught a glimpse of a pair of melancholy, deep eyes staring at her through the gap in the shelves. Annabelle gasped, and the book she was holding fell to the ground. She wasn’t sure if she had seen correctly, but the eyes were incredibly familiar. It looked like the young master of the Knight family, Aron, whom she had met at the Oak Manor.

she tossed her head back and laughed. “Haven?” The feminine voice that called to us had me letting go of Haven’s waist and her pulling a step back so we could both turn together to see who had spoken. When I actually recognized the girl, I blinked, certain I was seeing things. Next to me, Haven stiffened. “Annabeth,” she bit out, her expression hardening. I glanced between the two, immediately noticing the tension between them. Annabeth wore scrubs, which made sense. Back in the day, she’d told me she was a nursing major.

Raff starts. “I know. I should have told you last night or maybe this morning, but Rafferty Maellan Verdante Addams, you have no right to go through my things and read my spell book!” Willow shouts. Raff looks shocked at the accusation and a bit scared. “Woah there princess! No one went through your things or read your spell book. Just hear Raff out, then you can explain what your spell book has to do with you being more fae than we thought,” Aiden says, stepping to block Raff from her wrath if she unleashes it.

Annie gulped, feeling somewhat ashamed to reveal the answer, having gotten to know their perception of her mother, which could affect their perception of her also. "Cat cut your tongue? Elder Marcus asked you to tell us who you are," Rose spoke up, wearing a similar smirk as her mother. Annie knew there was no choice but to tell the truth. She suddenly smiled, making Katharina furrow her brow, wondering why she suddenly smiled when a short while ago, she seemed tensed up. Annie drew strength and confidence as she was reminded of the sacrifice of her mother. There was nothing to be ashamed of. "I am Annabeth, daughter of Margaery Dubois, of House Dubois."