Lightning Thief Medusa Scene Novels & Stories

I was a pole dancer who saw men everyday but had never felt the way I was feeling right now for anyone. Those olive green eyes twinkled darkly unblinking which made me nervous. "Um... I will just go now," I said slowly, laughing nervously and slowly got off the bed. Just as I took hurried steps towards the door, he appeared right in front of me. I squeaked in fright and wanted to remove my gun but I wasn't wearing my jacket anymore. I remembered that I fell unconscious because of the gore I saw but I didn't expect myself to wake up in a luxurious bright room in front of a Greek god.

Indeed Melissa's stature was a sculpture like no other for her, her eyes showed arrogant — the strong will of a survival, but yet there was a teardrop beneath her left eye — tears from fear, or maybe lost. She was a specimen with a soul of a fighter but the heart of a love. Medusa let out a long sigh, dusted off her hands and turned to leave, only to be greeted with an uncanny site. A large bat collided with her forehead. Medusa didn't see that coming, she didn't even have time to react. She slumped to the floor, the bat came crashing down over and over again until her face was a blood. The hissing of snakes enveloped the room with unease but still the attacker was unhitched, she continued w

Goddess, what the fuck did we just do? Thor grumbles in my mind, he’s not so ready to forgive Medus for hurting Zanthe. My gaze drops to the blood on Medus’s fur, and guilt punches straight through the rage. But then the rest of it lands, and for a second, I forget how to breathe. Medus just marked Zanthe. Whether Max wanted him to or not. Oh fuck!

A beast lunged at me but I drove my hands through it, ripping out its bloody heart, squashing it in my hands. “La requiem ut gar luzik…” Another witch began to chant, conjuring up the forces of nature to attack me. The sky roared loudly as the clouds parted, sparking with electricity. From the sky a single powerful lightening struck at me. I groan, feeling the burn that dropped with the thunder consume me. There was a smirk on the witch’s face, but it was soon dispersed as my eyes narrowed on her, sparking with rage. I redirected the witch lightning through my fingertips, sending the thunder back to her and her other associate. They both burn as their screams fill the night air.

Pain screamed up her side. She lifted her palm, eyes blazing, and flung her own lightning. It arced through the air, slamming into Nyxara’s ward and shattering sparks across the clearing. Mirelda snarled. “End her!” The Watcher lunged. Its claws tore through the earth, closing in with terrifying speed. Violet scrambled to her feet, throwing another bolt, but the beast was faster. It struck, claws raking across her chest. Pain ripped through her, white-hot, and she screamed as blood splattered onto the Hollow floor.

Thunderbolts crackled and danced across the battlefield, striking fear into the hearts of those who dared to oppose the heroes. Soraya's lightning-infused magic complemented Elysia's elemental mastery. Bolts of electricity leapt from her fingertips, arcing through the air to strike multiple foes at once. Each crackling discharge illuminated the battlefield, revealing the stunned expressions of enemy combatants as they struggled to comprehend the sudden reversal of fortunes.

They saw Barbie's smirk from the screen and they knew the it's over. Barbie crouched on the ground. Kieran's stones, debris and vines began to attack her all at once. The time seemed to slow, the spectators were breathless. Lightning strikes at the petite woman and Barbie bursts in blinding light as she seemingly became one with her lightning. Her eyes glowed like electricity as she leaped forwards. She avoided Kieran's attacks and moved towards him. The latter twirled his spear before Barbie could reach him.

make her taste the silver before it kills her. I’m going to end her and her precious son. But what I’m not expecting is for Cleo to charge at her. “Cleo, no.” I roar out as my wolf shifts, a growl emitting from him as he leaps over Than, Cleo having knocked the gun out of Medea’s hand just as it fired. The bullet firing into the sky. I don’t waste a second, my teeth sinking into her hand, tearing through skin….mauling at her hand.

Baron stays within the growing confines of my protection but as the dark fae come close to the edges, he brings them down, tearing them to shreds. “Lily!” I scream, hoping she can hear me through the cacophony of thunder around us. I see Hera’s head turn in my direction just as another lightning bolt hits my barrier. She sees what is happening and she understands. However, before she can shift, a lightning bolt hits her in the chest. I hear her yelp of pain as she collapses.

Yes… If I could just reach it… The back doors flew open. “There you are, you sneaky bitch.” I froze. A tall, thin man stood in the doorway. My eyes immediately dropped to the leather cut covering his chest. Wild Ridge. My stomach twisted. No… That couldn’t be right. Either he belonged to the club… Or he’d stolen the cut. He climbed inside and crouched beside me. Before I could pull away, his fist tangled in my hair. I cried out as he yanked me toward him. “Lightfoot’s been looking all over for you,” he sneered. “Wonder how happy he’ll be when I hand over his little hacker whore.”