Medusa Lightning Thief Novels & Stories

Lightning and thunder continued to strike, and the wind increased in it's intensity. The last time I'd seen him this angry was the day Anya had tried to kill me. Poseidon stumbled to his feet and created water droplets out of the humid air, then he channeled them towards Mikael, in form of shape blades. He swiftly moved out of the way and channeled a thunder bolt at Poseidon who tried to stop it from getting to him, but it was too fast. With a strangled scream, he fell to the ground, a blackened hole in his chest.

It was Lightning, his eyes immediately locking onto mine. “What the hell are you doing here?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. I stood up, trying to steady my nerves. “I need your help. He stepped closer, his expression hard. “And why the hell would I help you hmm someone who just tampered with our shipment?” I swallowed hard, knowing this was my only chance. “Because am in trouble, Nick” He narrowed his eyes at me. “And what does that have to do with me? And stop calling me Nick. It’s Lightning to you, Lily,” he stated firmly.

“A mind-link wouldn’t work.” “I know you heard me,” I pressed, my voice quieter now. “You looked right at me.” “I’m not interested in your questions,” he replied calmly, already turning away as a beta handed him several documents. That calm unsettled me more than cruelty ever could have. A woman stepped forward then she’s tall, sharp-eyed, dressed in formal black, authority stitched into every line of her posture. “You’ll serve as Alpha Ryder’s omega,” she announced. “I’m Mia. Head maid.”

“Melissa gave me power! Real power! Not the weak scraps Aiden tosses to his loyal dogs!” Dark smoke swirled around his hands. His wounds started healing right before our eyes. The bent arm snapped back into place. The gash across his chest closed. “I am more than a traitor,” Marcus said. “I am a dark warlock now. A servant of the new goddess. And you are all insects beneath my feet!” He raised his hands and dark lightning crackled between his fingers. “Now die!” he screamed. The lightning shot toward me and Aiden. But just before it hit, a small voice rang out across the clearing.

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

The room felt suffocating, the air thick with unspoken tension. Lysandra’s gaze remained fixed on Kaelen as he stood across from her, his posture rigid, a storm brewing behind his sharp golden eyes. She clutched the photographs in her hands, her knuckles white, her heartbeat thrumming in her chest. Each picture was a reminder of the horrors that had begun haunting her. The figures—those unnatural beings—appeared only in the frame, but their presence lingered in her mind, haunting her thoughts.

If the Thunder Leopard reached the fifth level, its thunder attack could threaten the life of a master in the Human-Immortal Realm. He chuckled and made a magic signet with his divine sense. Purple Thunder Doom--Punishment from Gods! Dark clouds rolled, and lightning bolts ripped through the sky. A python-like bolt of lightning flew toward the Thunder Leopard. The Thunder Leopard was very smart. It swallowed its inner core and leaped into the air. Boom!

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.