Hermes Percy Jackson Show Novels & Stories

To both it was heart wrenching to see their friend subject to such torment. “Are you really the ones that ought to be asking me this question?” Hermes finally spoke. His voice was husky and his tone dry from disuse. But it was clear enough that the three below did hear him. “What are you implying Hermes?” the man in the middle asked with a slight frown. The brows of the other two were also furrowed in displeasure. “You know what I mean, Perseus” Hermes stated. Yes, the handsome man in the middle was indeed Perseus, Hermes’s half-brother and Zeus son!

"Stay close to me, sweetheart. Mortals can be... overwhelming at first. They move quickly, talk loudly, and their cities are filled with more sights and sounds than you're used to on Olympus." I squeezed her fingers back eagerly, my eyes already fixed on the bustling city below where white walls glowed in the sun and tiny figures moved like ants along the streets. "I'm not scared! I want to see everything - especially the chickens!" Before anyone could take another step, Hermes zipped ahead excitedly, his winged sandals barely touching the grass as he darted down the slope toward the city gates. His purple cloak streamed out behind him like a flag, and his laughter carried back up the hill o

I gritted out. "Get me the chain saw," I instructed the guys. "Please don't," Hermes asked sobbing. "No," was all I said as I waited for the chain. Christos walked over with the chain and hand it to me, "Thank you." I look at Hermes, "This is going to hurt like shit," I told him before cutting off his hands. "Those hands treated girls like shit you do t deserve it!" I say as his hands fell off. I continue cutting him up as Hera cries hysterically.

An old friend, Hermes, sat on the couch holding parchment and quill, taking notes. “We are being questioned by Hermes to make this a quick process for Zeus,” father explained as I sat Uriel on my lap. She yawned, putting her head just under my neck. Surely she didn’t rest while she dreamed. She was running for her life and fighting the darkness that tried to eat her alive. “Have either of you seen Hera or Michael recently?” Uriel’s eyebrow raised but she swiftly shook her head. “Why? Are they not at home?” Hermes sighed, pinching his nose. He was a playful god. There were too many times I heard of him playing tricks of father and mother, especially one involving a red bathing suit that had f