Medusa Percy Novels & Stories

Slowly, he let her go, stepping back as her voice grew more strained. “We’re through,” she said softly, almost bitterly. “Treat me as an enemy if you have to. Perseus is a threat to the world—a monstrosity that must be eradicated. Even if it means taking down every lycan, including you.” …end of flashback…

A shifter or maybe even a vampire? When dragons live forever, the possibilities are endless. *** Angelos, daughter of Hera, granddaughter of Zeus I'm weary. I never dreamed it would take this long to break the curse. Dragons are so very stubborn. They had only to open their hearts, give up their pride, and love someone more than they loved themselves. It took a child for them to see the light. I understand this because I love my daughter in exactly the same way.

she says quietly. Percy looks at her. “A warrior,” Alcina clarifies, voice small. “No,” Percy agrees, and Alcina curls in on herself. “You are something beyond what a warrior could ever hope to be.” Alcina’s gaze snaps up. Watches, with wide eyes, as Percy’s lips tug into a little smirk, defiant and daring and not at all unlike Lady Darla’s own brand of chaotic boldness. It transforms his features, from the quiet, lazy lethargy it always carries, into something suddenly alive. “You are the Stormbringer, Alcina,” Percy says, steady and sure.

Whatever it is, it twists in my stomach. He holds the sword out. “This is the harpe sword. The one Perseus used to slay Medusa. It won’t kill Tisiphone permanently, but it’ll take her a long time to reform. Long enough to free the gods and escape Tartarus.” And then he hands it to me. I stare at it, stunned. Celestial bronze. Hooked near the end. Heavy. Ancient. Myth made real. Hermes watches me. “I thought Selene’s strongest warrior should wield it.”

Almost as if she was no longer living, just serving. The surface of the lake shimmered in enticement as she was called towards it. Her gaze didn’t leave it as she brushed past Adele, the child moving to the side as she witnessed the change within her. The glowing pools of silver that made up her gaze were unnerving, forcing the young child to submit for the first time as the all power of the Goddess filled the air. Adelaide held no control over her limbs as she stepped down from the alter, her toes digging into the damp earth at the edge of the lake before continuing forward. The cool water quickly enveloped her legs as she moved forward, rising up her body as she walked further and further

But they could not command a soul to remain when it had already begun its journey elsewhere. And this soul was leaving... The realization was as devastating now as it had been the first time. The girl squeezed her hand weakly. "Was she real?" Demeter already knew who she meant. Her gaze drifted toward the rain-streaked window. Toward memories she spent centuries trying not to relive. "Yes," she whispered. "Persephone was real." The girl seemed satisfied by the answer. Outside, lightning flashed across the sky. The room filled with silver light for a brief instant. And something moved beyond the trees.

The lady who sat beside the old man retorted. “Hera, leave my daughter alone.” The man silenced her. “But Zeus…” Hera protested. “We have more important matters that need to be discussed.” Zeus said, making Hera shut her mouth and swallow her pride. “What’s your name, young lady?” Zeus asked me in a calm tone. “Pandora.” I answer slightly bowing my head to show him my respect. He smiles at me while Hera only glares at me. “So it’s true.” He comments. “You’re back.”

I walk round and then I noticed shisu I walk up to her and saw how asd she was. What appear shisu you appear so unhappy what the issue. She look at me before speaking.. My queen the evil that give up us lengthy earlier than has manifest. many life will be lost as soon as again if we do not end it… Then who is this evil you communicate of, I ask her. Her title is medusa a princess of the Underworld, she has felt the strength of the Alpha and has come to take it, now my queen you do not need worry I will protect you and the Alpha..

said Ira pointing towards Percy. The guy was indeed handsome with milky pale white skin, almond shaped blue eyes, red plumpy lips, shiny golden hair, thin nose and perfectly sharpened jawline. The glare of the rest of the guys intensified. They were not really happy about Ira only complimenting him. Percy didn’t speak a word. He narrowed his eyes at her and was quietly observing her. Ira turned towards the silent Percy with a small smile. “You look like a responsible person here. Take me to Vampire King Evandor Adino, I have more information than you can ever gather in this small amount of time” Ira said confidently.

’ I scream down the bond to Xander, not caring how desperate it sounds. ‘What’s going on? I’m on my way.’ ‘Some vampire bitch has me immobilised.’ ‘Shit. we’re on our way’ the slight relief I feel at that knowledge doesn’t dampen my fear and anger. Persephone leans in, and I can’t even step back. She runs her nose up my neck like she’s tasting me, like I’m hers’ to sample, and Medus goes absolutely feral inside my head. “Delicious,” she says, her voice sultry as she pulls back just enough to look at my face again. “Yes, you’ll do very nicely.”