Jason Grace Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

“This doesn’t make sense. What can a deity want with a nobody like me?” The car sank into silence. I threw up my hands. “Is this the Ollivara thing again? I don’t know her.” “Some call him Sues or Warren, or the God of War,” Jason sighed. “He’s a long-time enemy of mine.” His jaw clenched as pure hatred darkened his eyes. “One day, I’ll tear his mask off before I tear his head off with my bare hands.” The air iced over, and everyone sat still. Even wounded, Jason’s power was still formidable. It was worse when he was injured. A wounded predator is at his most dangerous.

Lance smiles thinly, clearly relishing in the wedge he’s attempting to widen between Jason and I. “Jason is the illegitimate son of an Alpha and a witch.”

He likes to dance, and he's not straight. Jason Nero: Brushed up quiff hair style/golden brown hair and green eyes. Jason is the oldest Nero family member. He has the true power in the vampire society. He is originally descended from vampire hunters. His family became vampires when added to the council of pureblood royals to radiate more power. He gave the orders to kill the Rosario family's king and queen- this forced Lyle onto the throne earlier than expected. Everything in the vampire society doesn't happen without him knowing about it. Jason might appear to have a bad sense of humor and jabs words towards the Rosario family while visiting but he actually deep down doesn't want to see any

Isaac attacked the boy, completely unprovoked, allegedly, and then bit his teacher, drawing blood when she tried to separate them. I toyed with the hem of my purse as Mr Beddows continued insulting Isaac, accusing of him all but killing this boy. Greyson's words rang in my ears. Come back as the Zoe Smithson I remember. I wasn't the same woman I once was. Kobe beat everything out of me, my confidence, my hopes, my ambition. I was a shadow, surviving day by day without ever really living.

"My name is Peter Winston. I've searched for you everywhere including the social media but couldn't get you. I never knew you changed your name" "I'm sorry, I didn't change my name at any point in time. I'm sure you got the wrong person" "No. You're the right person. I'm surprised you aren't bearing your father's name" "Please sir, my name is Grace Anslem. I'm not in for this joke. So I'll simply hang up" "Hang on! Listen to me carefully. Your real name is Grace

“You didn’t have to do that.” “Yes, I did,” he whispered, pressing his lips to my shoulder. He lets his lips linger there for a moment before he pulled away, breathing against my neck as he did. “I should have done it a long time ago. I was wrong to delay it until now.” I turned in his arms, searching his eyes for hesitation, but there wasn’t any. Just sincerity. Just warmth. Just Damon. “I’ve never belonged anywhere, Damon,” I admitted, barely able to find my voice. “Turn My parents have died. Even when I lived here, I was always the Omega, the outcast, the orphan who everyone pitied.”

“I’m not sure how much like other shifters werewolves really are since you have that whole contagion situation, but they’ll be able to answer all your questions.” I nodded. “It will be nice to have someone able to answer them, even if I don’t know what they all are yet.” She grinned. “You have plenty of time to figure it out, and you came to the right place to ask questions. The Hecate Coven loves to educate.” “Lucy Graves?” I looked up at the young man holding a clipboard and stood. “That’s me.” He glanced over me and frowned before nodding and extending his hand. “I’m Jason. I’ll be your evaluator. Come on back. Before we begin, I have a few questions I’ll need answered…”

He added pouting and we all burst into laughter. Just then the doorbell rang and Jake hurried to open it. Immediately he spotted who was at the door, he slammed the door shut and walked back to us but the door opened again to reveal Lucian. "Ooh…" my mom drawled. "who's this hottie?" She asked and I facepalm-ed myself. My mom had no filter over her mouth. "This is the guy that Kris is replacing me with," Chris replied pretending to be sad. "Ooh, she definitely should replace you." My mom winked at me.

His senses registered the dire nature of this situation as the articles on the screen stared back at him. Everyone thought Cynthia and their son had perished in a fire accident. Hans had always kept his wife and son out of the mafia, but there were rumors that his son was being trained, but that was all those were, Rumors. Nobody knew what Jason looked like or what he did or was capable of. Neither did the world catch a whiff of their pictures. Even their names were out to the world. But how did Jason become Damien? More importantly, how did he end up in France, of all places? How did he meet Iris? Does this mean Athena is the heir to one of the most powerful mafias in the world? Does Iris

Drake POV (three days prior) Running into the Pack house and down to the conference room, I go through the open door to see the top warriors, Beta Gregory, Beta Reid, Gamma John, and my eyes finally landing on Alpha Jackson. Stomping over to him, I can see Beta Gregory starting to stand to try and get in front of Alpha Jackson. He doesn’t make it before I deliver a couple solid punches to Jackson’s face. Beta Gregory then grabs me from behind as Alpha Jackson makes a move to punch me; however, Reid is there stepping in between us and pushing Alpha Jackson back away from me. Taking my arm and pulling me over to sit by John and him, I pull my arm out of his hand and breathing heavily, walk