Annabeth Percy Jackson Series Novels & Stories

“Please, if you could just listen-“ “I think I’ve listened enough, Victor,” Annabeth says, walking to her door, followed by her two gigantic Betas. “The question is, are you listening. Really, thank you so much for a such a pleasant morning, the tea was divine.” Annabeth gives a little wave and slips out the door while Victor slumps in his chair and scowls. There’s a short rap on the door and then Amelia slips in. “So, how did it go?!” she says, excited. “I just saw Annabeth Prath leaving – god, she’s so fabulous. Did you see her bag? It’s the new Birkin –“

She’s crying again, only this time it’s rivers of tears, she murmurs, “I’m sorry for everything you suffered Caleb, I’m sorry we weren’t better to you and your family. What can I do now?” “Oh Kate you’re already doing it. You’re here and you are part of my revenge on the high-ranking official who destroyed my family.” “Who was it?” she demands. “Alpha Jackson, Kate” … pausing at the look of horror on her face … “Alpha Jackson.”.

Who would have thought people would live in the woods, gathered like a pack? “What is this place?” I found myself asking. Annabeth looked at me with a proud smile on her face. “Welcome to IERÓ CHORIÓ, the Sanctuary village.”

But they could not command a soul to remain when it had already begun its journey elsewhere. And this soul was leaving... The realization was as devastating now as it had been the first time. The girl squeezed her hand weakly. "Was she real?" Demeter already knew who she meant. Her gaze drifted toward the rain-streaked window. Toward memories she spent centuries trying not to relive. "Yes," she whispered. "Persephone was real." The girl seemed satisfied by the answer. Outside, lightning flashed across the sky. The room filled with silver light for a brief instant. And something moved beyond the trees.

"Do you know what it's like to have the one thing in your life almost ripped away from you? Do you?!" I eased back, tried to keep my pillow dumping on the down low. I nodded. "Yes. I almost lost Ryker. The man I came in with? We're keeping each other. Forever. He's really smart and important. Maybe we can help you get Annabeth back. Would you like us to try to help you?" Tears gathered in her eyes. "You are going to help me." She shook the syringe as she stood up. Her hand shook. The light glinted off the uncovered steel of the needle, catching my eye.

My teeth chattered, but my thoughts burned. Mom was already rushing toward me. Her arms opened, trembling. “Anne, it’s okay. Come here.” I didn’t move. “Anne,” she said again, stepping closer, her voice fragile. She reached out and grabbed my wrist gently, like touching a soap bubble that might burst. Her touch hurt. It was too soft, too familiar, too safe. “No!” I tore my arm away and stumbled backward. Then I ran. The storm raged all around, but I pushed through it, sprinting toward where I knew Master and Dale had gone. I didn’t get far.

- What's your name? - My name is Annabeth, will you take me home? I nod in reply and after grabbing my bag, which I left in the bushes, we set off for King Moon. We walk until it gets dark, with Annabeth talking all the time and me trying not to get irritated, I like her but she doesn't shut up. I see her yawn a couple of times. - Here- I say handing her my backpack, she puts it on and I immediately change and then let her up to let her rest.

"I wasn't really sure when Hades told me about Greene being a demigod. Does Rick Riordan know that you guys exist? Oh oh, wait, is he a demigod too? Maybe a child of Athena. How can I be so oblivious? " "A DEMIGOD" "Is Percy Jackson real too?!?! Oh YES, YES, YES. Hey wait, then I would have to get rid of Annabeth. Oh no, no, no, I like her too." "Eyes on the prize Elie, eyes on the prize." I chanted shaking Will by the shoulder like a cola can. "A DEMIGOD!!" "But what about Annabeth? Shut up heart, and start thinking brain. I will tie them all up, have Nico be put into a t-shirt saying I love sunny beaches.

I knew it would take some time to fully have all her affection, but I swore I was going to wait, wait for when she'll finally surrender to me, to our bond. ~~ Later on during the day, I found Annabeth in the east parlor. She was curled in the window seat with one of my books, 'Lycan Wars: The First Betrayals.' Her curly hair fell like ink across the page. There was a smudge of it on her cheek. She didn’t hear me come in. Didn’t scent me. Humans didn't have those sharp sensory abilities. I could’ve stood there all day. Watching her and she wouldn't know.

Before I could reply to her, she closed up the distance to Bella and held out her hand to her. “Hi, I am Annabeth, you must be the incredible Bella who has dashed into my friend’s life,” she said. “Hello,” Bella said shyly and I didn’t blame them. Annabeth had such an intimidating aura. Her long legs and tanned face made her look like the goddess of war herself. She was as beautiful as she was fierce yet she had a heart of gold. She pulled a strand of Bella’s long hair in her hand and turned to me, “I love your hair! Can I keep her?”