Hermes Percy Jackson Show Novels & Stories

I could never be responsible for his death. "We can fight together! Achilles has the blood of the last Lycan King and I have the blood of the demigod and hero, Hercules," Perseus explains. "If only an ancestral power can save you, then you're with the right people!" "Exactly! There must be some way of activating our inherited powers. They are currently dormant." Achilles sits down on the other side of me and takes my other hand. I’m hurting and their words just make it worse. I can almost taste the curse on the tip of my tongue. I'm relieved to hear of their powers and my resolve strengthens even more.

The lady shrugged helplessly, then stared straight at Hermes. "Or do we call this something you wanted to do for your daughter? Remember you begged so much to be close to her." Hermes stepped dangerously closer, his suspicious gaze sweeping her whole. His eyes not leaving that of Georgia's and all the time he stared at her, she didn't bother to lower her gaze.

"You're really a pervert, huh?" "Only to you." "Shut your perverted mouth!" "Make me." I challenged her and I smiled when I didn't get any response from her. "C'mon Hera, you can use your lips to shut me up." "You're unbelievably crazy." Hera mumbled. "Do you really have a split personality?" "Why? Is it wrong to show you this side of me?" "Yes, because you're creeping me out, do your friends know you are like this?"

Kantrells POV I’m headed to check in with our Eastern Territory’s, usually I would just send some of my warriors but my wolf Perseus, I just call him Seus because his name always makes me laugh at the irony of it anyway, he insist we go along, he says something big is coming, he can sense it. I can sense it as well if I’m being honest, I just don’t know quite what to make of it. We both have always had a sense of sorts about things, specifically other beings, we can usually sense their true nature upon meeting them. It’s a talent that has come in handy since my father Charles gave me the crown. My father insist I find and name a queen before the next harvest moon, which only happens twice a

His hair was a mass of tight, springy black curls which should have had a softening effect, but perversely added a sense of wound-up aggression. Chloe was glad when Timothy finally stepped out of her way, so she stood face to face with his father. Jensen Packard sat with a smile plastered on his face as Chloe stepped forward. "Hello Mr Packard. It's really nice to see you again. Thank you once more for giving Golden Gate this opportunity" she said to him. "Oh please. Your agency deserved it" said Jensen as he stood to shake hands with her. "It's nice to see you again dear. Please have a seat"

“You shouldn’t have to be evasive with me. and Juno is Hera, right? I figured they were a pair and really it makes sense now why you threatened him. Its actually true that Zeus is a philanderer?” Andi sighed “yeah he is. I mean Hercules was actually a true story but ugh he was not as humble as people thought he was. And yes, he is very much immortal now.” “Woah never would have thought that the Hercules we all admired was a jerk. Sorry to hear that.” “Don’t be, I don’t have to deal with him. Thank God he never comes down to the underworld. But I do have to look at his face every now and then when I go to Olympus.”

Earnest’s arm was slung comfortably around my shoulders, pulling me close against his side, his presence a warm, solid anchor. “Look,” he whispered, his voice a low murmur that vibrated against my ear. He pointed a finger towards the sky, where a particularly bright cluster of stars had begun to emerge. “That’s the constellation Orion. My grandfather used to tell me stories about it. He said it was a hunter, always chasing something.” I leaned my head against his shoulder, gazing up at the celestial display. “And what do you think he’s chasing?” I asked, a soft smile playing on my lips.

Poseidon It has been a week since Hermes’s birthday party. This party didn’t turn out the way we thought. A few of us always party a little more than others. However, this time, we could not remember anything after Athena and Apollo brought out the massive cake. Considering it takes a lot of alcohol to get any of us drunk and the fact that none of us can recall anything, I have a feeling that someone drugged out drinks. “None of us have any marks signaling that someone took samples of us.” Hades says.

That first interaction between the god of speed and the then confirmed killer goddess of death and destruction had been more than enough to blow the minds of the ensemble that stood at the park. Viper’s mouth was slightly open, forming a pink tiny slit as she turned from the goddess to Hermes. Diana found herself instinctively tightening her clawed hands. Jenna and Katie had lowered their weapons while the other teenagers exchanged confused glances from Lucas to Henry. Spartan on the other hand, was still trying to get over the fact that the speed god was wearing the slightly aged face of his dead best friend. “So this is where you’ve been hiding,” Elektris spoke again, her gaze still fixate

Marcus and the Ares team had already secured the perimeter, their tactical lights cutting through the fog like the eyes of prowling predators. In the center of the jagged foundation, a woman sat in a lone, high-backed chair that had been brought specifically for this occasion. Leticia Valerius looked perfectly composed, her silver hair shimmering under the moonlight. She wasn't tied down. She didn't need to be. She knew that running was a peasant’s game, and she was the queen of this nightmare. "You always had a flair for the dramatic, Lucian," Leticia said, her voice carrying over the roar of the waves crashing hundreds of feet below. "Bringing me back to the site of your greatest failure.