Dr Thorn Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

That didn't seem right either. I pulled out my phone and stared at it for a long time. There was a number in my contacts, buried under different layers of encryption and false names, that connected me to Dr. Aris Thorne. My mentor. The man who'd taken me under his wing when I was a scared medical student, who'd pushed me to be better, who'd believed in me when no one else did. The man who'd given my research to Elara Vance.

I raised my eyebrows. “No, thanks.” Is he numb or something? They never scolded him since most of our professors liked him, I mean a lot. I took a glance at him, he did likewise. Someone who wore a gray shirt and denim reaped jeans was leaning on the wall. He looked familiar, oh, I remember he was Dustin. The guy that Thorn fought with. His hair was a bit shorter than the last time I saw him. A smirk was immediately flashed on his face as he saw us. Thorn held my elbow and put me on the right side of him. I gripped the sleeve of his hoodie jacket just to make sure that he will not get into trouble again. I always get into trouble when I was with him.

he pointed to the pat on the left and I nodded, adjusted Kylie's weight, and followed him out of that awful place. "She's still learning how to handle this side of her. Don't be so worried." Jason said, after we'd left the clearing. "Yeah, I know. But asking me not to worry, is like asking the sun not to shine, or the moon not to give light at night. This girl is my whole life." I said quietly, and to that , he didn't have a reply. I had made my point. "There's a warlock in the next village. His name is Thorne. I don't trust him one hundred percent. But he is a pretty decent guy, and he can give us answers on what this orb is all about."

"But what about Director Thorne?" Lysander turned around to face the now lifeless Director Thorne and Thalia, and loudly declared, "Mr. Thorne violated company rules and regulations, engaged in clandestine operations, showed favoritism, and unauthorizedly hired unqualified and unprofessional personnel into Knight Entertainment. Fortunately, I discovered this in time and prevented any losses to the company. Mr. Thorne is hereby dismissed." ***

“Below the Hollow Order sigil. Another mark. Three interlocking claws, Alpha. And… a name scratched beneath it. Like a signature.” “A name?” Kieran’s voice was barely a whisper when he said it. “Thorne. Draven Thorne.” Damien went still. Draven Thorne. The name resonated with a dark power, though he couldn’t place it immediately. It felt ancient, dangerous. Like stepping on a snake you thought was long dead. “Thorne,” Damien repeated, the name feeling heavy and wrong. “Who is he? Connected to The Hollow Order?”

His voice was tense. “Mrs. Thorne, we found something,” he said. “We’ve been watching people connected to Vivian Thorne. One name kept coming up….Dr. Aris Thorne. He’s Lucian’s uncle. A brilliant tech mind, but very private. He disappeared years ago. We think he might be the one who built Cerberus.” Eva felt a chill run down her spine. Aris Thorne. Lucian’s uncle. Another hidden piece of the Thorne family puzzle. The name was familiar, she had come across it in old family records during past research.

It was like a game of chess, but they didn’t even know who they were playing against. Jason knew he couldn’t fight this alone. He had reached his limit. Between managing Reed International, keeping Bella and Lila safe, and trying to bring down this invisible enemy, he was stretched too thin. He needed help. Real help. Someone who could understand the kind of deep, hidden digital traps being set around them. That’s when he thought of one person; Dr. Aris Thorne. Silas’s younger brother.

~ DARIUS ~ The bourbon burned going down, but it didn't calm the storm raging inside my chest. I stood in my office, staring at the phone on my desk. Thorne's voice was still echoing in my head, the way it trembled when he described what happened at Draven's gate. Alpha Thorne, a man who had fought in three territory wars, reduced to a shaking wreck by an omega girl. "Darius," Selene said carefully from the doorway. "You need to calm down."

"There is one person I know, a former historian and archaeologist. His expertise lies in uncovering ancient rituals and dark artifacts. He may be able to provide valuable insights." "Who is he?" I inquired eagerly, leaning in closer. "His name is Dr. Marcus Thorne," Emily revealed, her voice tinged with a mix of apprehension and trust. "He's reclusive and has distanced himself from the academic world, but his knowledge is unparalleled. I believe he can help us." A surge of excitement filled me as I envisioned the possibility of gaining Dr. Thorne's assistance. "Do you know how to contact him?" Emily nodded. "I can reach out to him, but he may be reluctant to join our cause. He's grown disill

He adjusted and crossed his legs as I sat, giving me time to take in his appearance. My throat went dry immediately. Shit. He looked good. Like really good. Mad fit. Absolutely jaw-droppingly handsome. I totally would do an older man like him. This was why Theo was smitten? How the fuck was I meant to compete with this? On his chest pocket was a pin attached to it: Dr. Marcus Thunderson.