Novel & Cerita Annabeth Percy Jackson Series

*** “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.

“I nearly forgot how it felt like. Say why don't you come over later today and I could help you make preparations.” “Oh actually I was thinking about picking up Cho for you.” I suggested. Cho was her daughter and the little kid was very fond of me so Annabeth made me her godmother. “How nice.” Annabeth clapped. “Or do you just want to show up in your new flashy car?” I laughed. I could already see her raising a suspicious brow at me. Finally I had. Something to look forward to.

Perry held danced before her. “We have to hide. We can't be seen. Not this way,” she whispered to the other two who were impatiently waiting for a report from her. She was their spy. “The fuck mate of an enemy is an enemy.” They heard Mrs. Perry's clumsy footsteps getting louder as she approached them and they quickly slid behind a shelf where cobwebs warped their faces like embalmed mummies of ancient Egypt. “I dunt recollect putting a book ’ere,” Mrs. Perry said to herself as she dropped the lantern on the desk the three had been reading from and picked up Francis’ journal.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

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.

Saying he turned around and disappeared into the house. "What the!?..." She was stunned and then looked down at the book. It says, A R Williams. Scar felt familiar with the name and thought about it for a second and suddenly one realisation hit her as she gasped. "Oh!... Annabeth Rose Williams! The abbreviation of mama's real name!"

Episode 58 ANNABELLA'S POV "Hmm interesting" she curls her lips up into a smile. "So you want me to believe you want to destroy you best friends trust over some stupid book?" How I'm I sure this piece of book is not a fake? I rolled my eyes and crossed my hand it's not just any piece of book. You are one of the dead warriors right? You have the abilities to read minds and see into the past, I need you to help me get my memories back in exchange for the other half of the ancient spelt books she started at me likes as though trying to study me.

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.

The tugging sensation begins again, growing more and more intense as I continue to hold on, as the feeling intensifies I close my eyes and let it take me where it will. Splat! I make the mistake of gasping for breath and the taste of both mud and excrement fill my mouth. Spitting, I stand up noticing in the journey that I have dropped the pendant. Taking a look around, I wonder if this is where the heir has been hidden all this time. Reaching down I pick up the pendant and wipe it off on my cloak. I barely have time to do this before the sensation of tugging once more overwhelms me and the world blurs away. *************************************************************************************

Jones was warning me that Annabeth 's counseling session might take longer than I expect them too and if that happens , I shouldn't give up on the counseling process in between . " That's the spirit " smiled Mr. Jones then his smile faltered a bit and he looked at me with an assessing gaze " Bella , you said that the child belonged to one of your distant cousin , didn't you ?" " Yeah , I did . " I did tell Mr Jones that Annabeth was my cousin's daughter because I had to hide her family name , luckily Mr .Jones doesn't bother with identification cards and what not and likes helping children in need without much 'professional ' hullabaloo .