Leo Percy Jackson Fan Art Novels & Stories

Achilles’ expression was one of adoration, a silly smile on his lips. Khalid stood to his left, a little further back. I could see his aura was yellowish, like sand constantly falling around him, and his Daemon was smiling. Khalid's expression was more composed, but his eyes burned with passion and love. I shifted my gaze and found Perseus to Achilles’ right. There was an aura around him, like a shimmering heatwave blurring everything nearby. Helios shone like the sun at sunset. Perseus’ expression was joyful, but I could see the glint of fear in his eyes.

A screenshot of a trending tag: #PLANTGIRL My soul left my body and filed a complaint. “Why,” I croaked. “Why would they call her that.” Sienna looked offended on my behalf, which was almost sweet considering she was still convinced it was me. “Because she hid him behind a plant! People love a theme.” I stared at the screen. Someone had made fan art. Not good fan art, more like a doodle of a girl in a hoodie heroically standing beside a potted palm while Jace hovered in the background like a rescued prince.

"Both the drawings and the idea. Why are you so different than everyone else here? It's confusing. I really believe you don't want to hurt me. You might. But you don't want to." "Ah, my small friend, art is pain. You will not enjoy the process of being marked. Unless you do, of course. Some no-furs love the burn of the needles. I suppose we shall see what side you fall on soon enough." Ink began to prep a handheld machine, attaching pieces and checking it by pressing a button that made it hum softly. "Since you are one of Persiana's small gods, it is safe to assume that you do not have a bond, correct? Not even with this Hades that you obviously like?"

"Okay, I can't stand it anymore!" Leonidas panted his best friend with an emotion he had never seen in him "You- You think that I am happy? That we are happy? Honestly, I do not know if the goddesses really care or this is just them getting on Hades' good side but you have no idea how many times Fani has made me draw Persephone, just so she can have something to remember her by. She just met her months ago, and yet, she is trying to make the best of it. While you-"

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 commissioned piece 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 when she agreed to make a book cover for me, so if you like her style, feel free to check her out.

I smile for the first time hearing someone calling the badass alpha a child. " Leave this and go back to your room and have some rest. I'll tell someone to take care of this." Austin seems to be a generous gentleman. Okay I don't want to judge him. But it's true that he is saving me. "Thank you." I said genuinely. I was passing by corridor, I saw a lots of pictures hanging in the wall. Nostalgic feeling engulfed me, I missed my home, my room , my own place. I stopped and took time to observe the pictures. A close looks in them, I realized Artemis And Austin look more like their father and Anna looks like her mother. Anna was so beautiful. In one picture she is smiling brightly while Artemis

Leo said, as if this settled something. Dante leaned back slightly in his chair, and she caught the change in his posture from across the room, the way the set of his shoulders shifted by just a fraction, something loosening that she had not seen loosen before. He was looking at Leo the way she sometimes caught him looking at things he hadn't expected to find interesting. "What do you do?" Dante asked. Leo blinked. "I'm five." "Five-year-olds do things." "I draw," Leo said. "Mostly dinosaurs. I can draw a T-rex from memory. Do you want to see?"

I watched as he created the bubbles for Kel and Diego and we all jumped into the water and swam for his palace. On the way, I had to ask one important question that has been bugging my mind. " Sorry, but does it mean Percy Jackson is real and is my half-brother?" I'm an absolute fan of him and I've read basically every book there is about him. I didn't think he was real. " Oh, Percy is very real and yes, he's your half brother" That's sooooo cool. Omigosh.

Lerion walked closer to my back, I can already feel his heavy breaths that made me uncomfortable, "That paintings are made by Jaxon. He always called as the son of art." I nod and walked away from him, looking closer to the paintings. A painting of naked lady caught my attention, it's inspired from a famous painting that we studied before. My whole body stunned when he holds my both shoulders and smell it up to my neck, what's wrong with him? "A-ah, I'm not comfortable with that, Mr. Lerion." I tried to remove his hands, but he pinned me at the wall, his eyes are full of lust that made me scared and disgusted.

There had been a time when I’d spent years trying to make him smile. I immediately shut the thought down. Absolutely not. “Mummy!” I blinked. Leo was standing beside me. Holding up his drawing. “Look!” Saved by the child. Again. “Let me see.” I took the paper. It looked exactly like every drawing he’d made for the last six months. Stick figures. Random lines. Questionable anatomy. And somehow Iron Man. Always Iron Man. “Very impressive.” “It’s me.” I looked closer. “Which one?” “The one with muscles.”