Demigod Oc Novels & Stories

Hidden, silent, and calculating. There's a lot she needs to do. She needed to find a way to get into the Ember pack without looking suspicious and get close to Karl again, and this time, she wouldn’t make the same mistakes. She wouldn’t beg for his love. She wouldn’t fall to her knees and beg for what she had once believed was her destiny. Instead, she would break him. She was no longer the rejected Omega. She was Rey, a powerful witch reborn to destroy everything and everyone who had wronged her.

He was far from a ladies' man, but with his sense of humor, he should have a few hanging around. I'm lost in my head as we approach the house. I wonder if this will be an easy kill. Looking up at the multiple-story house with its antique outside sculptures and I doubt anything easy has dealings with this house. Caleb continues to talk about Jade, and I feel my hand start to make a fist, " Jade is so hot. I mean, she’s almost too hot for a guy like me. I feel very strong about this one.” He walks a few steps behind me.

Layla didn’t know how to process this or what to make of it, but she simply said, “I’m possible from the looks of it.” She glanced over at the portraits of the many demigods who had been recognized for what they did at the Academy, and wondered what this meant fully. Now that she knew for sure, she could feel this cold slick feeling coursing in her veins. Almost like a midnight breeze. It gave her chills but comforted her at the same time.

“And this time… it’s not a test. It’s an escalation.” I swallowed, hollow humming in response to his fragment. The bond flared softly, tethering me to him, grounding me. Every step I took in the courtyard carried the weight of anticipation, the knowledge that whatever arrived would push us to our limits. ------------------------------------------------- The first wave emerged from the treeline, three rogue demi-gods, shifting between human and wolf forms, eyes glowing with volatile energy. Behind them, fragments of god magic flickered faintly, floating like shards of molten light, unstable and dangerous.

She shuddered. My interest piqued. “Really? He’s that much of a monster?” “Yes, he’s the devil himself. But…he’s hot too.” “Hot?” I was amused by her choice of words. “Hold on,” she took out her phone and swiped through the screen before handing the phone to me. “There he is.” I was lost at the sight of the demigod on her screen. He wasn’t hot. That was an understatement. He was…a complete demigod. Is he even real?

I nearly choked on my water, blinking at her in stunned silence. She let out a melodious chuckle. “You see, the blood of a demigod is pure toxicity to the Gods. Did you know the High Ones frequently sire children with mortals simply to utilize them as tools? They are bound by ancient, cosmic laws, but demigods are not. You were born to do the dirty work the Gods cannot do themselves. It is quite a tragic existence, to be born as a loophole.” My heart hammered against my ribs. To be born as a tool for the divine?

"For a very, very long time. It's been five centuries till date." "Wow. Go on." I promoted having an evil laugh to myself. He nodded. "I am a demigod, half human half god." Oh boy, he wasn't prepared for what was about to come. The initial scream startled him, the bone-crushing hug confused him, and the nonsense that followed frightened him ashen. "Oh my God, oh my God. A DEMIGOD, I KNEW IT." "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? "

“As I was saying-” “Oh my demigod, oh my demigod, oh my demigod!” Jack repeated the expression over and over that I gave him a look of disbelief. “Didn’t you just say that you’ll stop talking?” I reminded him. “A demigod!” His pitch went high as he looked at something in front of him. I followed his gaze to see that Byron and Skyr were heading our way. I could feel that Emily, Watson, and Jack were trying to compose themselves as the demigod himself finally stood in front of us with a grin directed in our way.

I thought and Mac leaned close to me. "Hook up?" He said helpfully, and I nodded. Of course, he would know that and not simple history. "Yes, Mac," I said, smiling at him. "Hook up. Hook up with mortals to be specific. Do you know what the children of a mortal and a god are called?" I asked and Mac nodded, a smile still on his lips. "Demigods, or half-bloods." He answered correctly and I raised my brows at him in shock.