Leo Percy Jackson Fan Art Novels & Stories

This island is still a small island, although it has been modified and enlarged. Leon stretched out his hand to take out the digital screen from his hand. He chose the character Perseus. Now, Leon is wearing black armor with a sword neatly tied to his waist. Claire could even see Leon's body glowing slightly golden, because Perseus had extraordinary strength. The power of the god Zeus. "You know? Athena and Perseus are actually siblings,” said Claire suddenly. "I forgot that detail," said Leon.

Still, she could not stop looking toward it. At almost the same hour Leo sat cross legged on his bedroom floor working on his own picture. He drew Seraphina first. That part came easily. Then himself beside her.He hesitated longer after that. The third figure remained blank for several minutes. Finally, he drew a tall man.No face. Only height. Broad shoulders.One hand extended.Then he added something near the shoulder. A small star.Leo looked at it. He touched the mark unconsciously through his shirt. “Who are you?” he asked quietly.No answer came.

~THE LYCAN ENFORCER ~ ~Annabeth's POV~ "If this art isn't finished by dawn, my Uncle will have both our heads." Tommy’s voice was shaking so hard the paintbrushes in his hand rattled like dry bones. I sat up on my thin mattress, looking hard at the blank canvas in front of us. "A Lycan Enforcer doesn't care about art, Tommy," I said, trying to steady my own breathing. "He cares about power and control."

He frowned. “What did I do last time?” The evil girl smirked. “You two almost kissed, and he was into it. He is in denial, brother. Take it easy on him.” Jason groaned. “I’m still here. You know, stop talking about me.” I cleared my throat. My mood brightened now that Jason was here. “OK, let’s start this party. I choose Black to paint J’s fingers and for his toes.. mmm… What do you think Leo?” Leo dropped and sat next to me on the floor and eyed the collection in front of us.

Greetings to all my wonderful readers! As you've likely noticed, I have actual artwork of my characters for the cover of my book now. This was a commission I paid for from a very dear artist friend by the name of Rydi on DeviantART also known as lucia-garcia on ArtCorgi. We've known each other for a long time now, and I was super happy she gave me permission to use the old commissions in this way, so if you like her style, feel free to check her out.

Kol slid the tablet across my desk. ‘Right then. Your boy, Leo. Real name’s Jason Rivers. Twenty-two. Fine Arts student at London South Bank.’ I stared at the photo he had cued up. Hyacinth, smiling in a carefree, unguarded way she never did at the office, was holding up two film ticket stubs. Next to her, ‘Leo’ grinned with wholesome, boy-band charm.

I watch as Alexander and Odysseus walk toward the centaur camp, leaving the meager cover we’d found behind a cluster of boulders. I’m still bitter that Rick Riordan’s party-obsessed, fun-loving centaurs aren’t real. Granted, the guy’s human and probably never met an actual centaur—but still. I loved Percy Jackson as a kid. I just wanted some of it to be true.

It is the same painting that evokes a tender memory when he contemplates it: a special work of art, a testimony of a crazy, lived, and unique day. He removed the white cloth that covered it, discovering a beautiful design painted with light and dark colors. A starry sky, the same drawing that Athena had behind her ear: the Leo constellation, but intertwined with Scorpio. Both constellations united the stars into one, forming a symmetrical connection, delicately outlined on that canvas.

The third figure was Leo himself. Smaller than the others. Standing between them. Holding both their hands. Son. Written beneath the drawing. I stared at the word for a long time. Then my gaze moved to the fourth figure. And everything inside me stopped. The final figure stood beside Leo. Tall. Broad shoulders. Golden eyes. No crown. No title. Just a wolf standing beside a child. The artist had colored the eyes gold. Exactly gold. Not silver. Not yellow. Gold. My color.