Empire State Building Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

I said more in a question manner than a statement and he nodded in agreement. "Have we ever taken you where it is not worth your time, yes?" He asked, looking at me intently, that I laughed out loud. "No," I said, continuing laughing. "Then you have gotten your answer." Few minutes later we were standing in front of a very beautiful skyscraper and I furrowed my brows in confusion, curious to know why we were here but I dared not ask the same question that I have gotten no reply since. The building was painted white with streaks of gold making it look more beautiful. All the lights in the flats were on thereby drawing people's attention towards it. I saw a sign board with the words Empire Sta

Source : Born By Power Book Number : Book 4 Book Name : Greek Wars Chapter : Chapter Unknown As he was done speaking, sight fell from the clouds and down to earth. Thus, as the earth has been corrupted by the harmonic convergence, more was yet to come. Indeed, more was already here. The earth realm at this point was by no means stable as the threats they were facing weren't from a single corner. John, Pandora, Pete, Butt and Maria were at a corner, precisely at the foundation of the fallen building. Where they rested, they discussed the Paradise Island of the Amazons.

With the gaze that sees everything and concedes nothing. Papa squeezes my hand, grounding me. I take the first step. The dress swishes around me, heavy and suffocating and somehow protective all at once. The marble corridor stretches ahead. Gianna is behind me, holding my train. Papa's hand is solid and warm in mine. "Don't trip," Gianna whispers. "You'll look ridiculous." I manage a real laugh. It surprises me. The ceremony hall doors open wider. Light pours through. Music drifts out, soft and relentless. And there he is. Dante Moretti, at the altar, waiting. Still as stone. Every line of him controlled.

If anyone had told me that my first day as a secretary for a billion-dollar jewelry empire would feel like preparing for the Hunger Games, I would’ve laughed. Now? I’m sweating through my blouse like my soul is trying to escape. Peterson Industries—home of luxury, power, and salaries that could fix my entire bloodline—is a 98-story mirrored tower stabbing the New York skyline. From the sidewalk, the building gleams like someone polished it with liquid ambition. Inside, the air smells like wealth, espresso, and expensive perfume I will never afford.

“How generous of you.” “ Considering that I was the woman who built your empire while you flaunted another in front of me.” His expression faltered “ You don’t understand—” “I understand perfectly,” I snapped. “You’re only here because the same woman you humiliated is now the one person who can save you.” He opened his mouth to respond but then, another car pulled up beside us. The door opened—and Percy stepped out. He didn’t say a word at first, just strode toward me casually. And without hesitation, he gently pulled me against him into a warm embrace.

As soon as I reached the helipad, the chopper was already waiting—engine on, blades slicing through the air. "Ma'am?" One of the men called and guided me in. "How far are we going?" I shouted, practically screaming over the noise as I strapped myself into the seat. "Just a few minutes, ma’am!" he yelled back, pointing toward the familiar building ahead. "Right over there!" My eyes froze on the thirty-five-story tower built out of success. WH Builders. The very important person who made Arthur happy. The one who sent the proposal. The one whose signature I needed. It was...

*Gaea* I thought he was taking me back to my apartment so I could pack my things. But instead, he turned toward Binondo—and stopped right in front of Keanston Tower. The building of Lee Empire. My eyes widened as I stared at him. “What are we doing here, Clyden?” I asked, still in disbelief. I was standing in front of the biggest company in Y City. “Coffee?” he replied, raising a brow. I grimaced. I swear, his face was just asking to be slapped.

The Holloway Empire, the biggest company in the whole of New York state. For thirty years, it has maintained the top seat. Jace walked in to the enormous building space, with Ray right behind him. They were both dressed in a formal suit, looking like two adults. The chief secretary, Daphne, hurry to him with the executives to receive him. They all bowed low in front of him in a two-column line, but Jace did not wait, he walked past them instead without batting an eye.

Chloe had named everything she established after her late godmother ‘Empire’ so the public had always wondered who owned the empire. From the school down to her factories and hospitals and companies, it all made sense now, the video had finally proven that the owner of these various establishments existed and it was just a little girl. Thou they haven’t figured out the complete story behind her success they were one step closer. Sandra had just arrived at Empire academy with a lot of bodyguards to protect her from the masses. On getting there she realized that the school was swamped with the press. Getting in was very difficult. Meanwhile Chloe had retreated to her office with Stephanie and

“I’m sorry Diesel. The building, take it back, it is legally yours.” Turning I look at her. “No.” What the hell? She looks at me shocked, and confused. “Look, the last thing I want is the building that destroyed my life, that got her and the baby murdered. No, I don’t ever want to see it again.” I don’t, I would rather watch it burn. I watch as she stands, and walks to me before sitting down. The room is once again full of silence. “I’m sorry.” Hell, I was a jerk.