Nemesis Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Panic surges through me. The door suddenly slams open. I don’t even think. I scream. Loud and desperate. For the first time, I find myself wishing and praying for Xavier to walk through that door. To pull me out of this. To save me. I never thought I would need him like this. Never thought I would want him to be my knight in shining armor. But right now….. I do.

He replied, his words were like a million knives passing through my heart. Tearing rolling down my cheeks, I turned around and saw everyone mocking me, it was as if it were all planned, I felt broken and sad. All I wanted was the ground to open and swallow me. Diana, smile at me devilishly. Ever since I met her in high school she has always bullied me, she hated me for no reason at all, she tried to collect everything I have, now she has succeeded in taking my man. I stood up straight and cleaned my tears. I have to be strong so that I won’t embarrass myself more than I already did, and I didn’t want to give Ethan and Diana the satisfaction of seeing me break down.

He pushed her out of the way, and picked my up by my neck. “Who the hell are you?” He asked me, shaking me. I don’t know if it was the lack of oxygen, or the adrenaline in the atomosphere, but the contact sent a white-hot spark through my body. It must have hit him the same way, because he dropped me the second it started. “There’s no fucking way.” He started, and put some distance between us. “Diana, who is she?” He demanded. “I was trying to tell you, before you got handsy. Now that Dorian is gone, I can tell you who she really is.” Diana started to tell him again, with a frustrated look on her face. “She is the lost princess of the fae. She is Nemesis, the true queen of the fae realm.” Sh

"You've always loved charades," "It's fun," Nero smiled. "Lovely to meet you again, Apple Pie," "Who is that?" Kira gasped. "That is Latéya, opposite of a sugar god fairy and my nemesis," "Nemesis? What do you mean by—" "When my kind passes a certain age without finding their monarch, a dark side begins to take shape and that side becomes dedicated to their destruction. That is her, Latéya," Nero bowed. "At your service,"

Vor said as lights slowly came into the scene and my eyes widened in shock when I saw Lea. Lea’s hair was cut short and was midnight black in color and her eyes golden, they appeared they’d glow anywhere. She looked like Lea but she certainly wasn’t her. “What are you doing here Greek?” Vor asked her as Le- Nemesis, smiled. “It’s a pity Vor. After everything you did to make sure your pantheon doesn’t go into domestic war, your efforts failed. Freyja thinks you betrayed her simply because you did not speak and in your wombs you carry a forbidden child.” Nemesis said like was amused at Vor’s suffering who sat down helpless.

“She’s… the shadow of the moon. The darkness is bound to its light.” Selene’s face paled further. “The Nemor Lunae…” “The what?” Jax asked, stepping closer, flame curling protectively around his hands. "The Moon’s Nemesis," Selene said, her voice trembling just a little. "A force as ancient as the light of the moon itself. A balance to its power… but perverted." “Corrupted?” Alec echoed, his eyes narrowing. “By what?”

He introduced me to Mirrum the coffee shop owner and landlord . “ Well I want you to understand I do not approve of this fight , and do not think you should take it . He was wanting to put you up against Nemesis, “ he said, frowning at me while shaking his head . Nemesis was one of the biggest opponents at well over six and a half feet tall and built like a tank . He has never been beaten , word on the street is he has actually killed someone in the cage . To be fair I have never lost a fight yet but for the first time I feel nervous . “ Did he tell you what the purse is? '' I say .

She was born here but her genetic code was altered after having inherited speed force strains from her father. Natasha felt her heart begin to pound extra fast after the last word. "I think you must have me confused with somebody else, Sally..." 'My data is one hundred percent correct. You are Natasha Austin-Johnson, daughter of Nicolas James Johnson otherwise identified as the Blue Streak who died twelve years ago while preventing a nuclear blast from destroying Atlanta City.' To drive her point home, Sally went ahead to project photos from her core and display them on the large screen. Natasha gasped even louder as she stared at the picture of the Blue Streak standing in the background wi

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

Narcissa handed little Cleon over to Athena, making everyone laugh. Narcissa hugged Athena, “Don’t feel bad, Thena; I will always be your best friend. My brother is mean, Tristan and I good, Azazel recently learned to talk,” Narcissa blurted out in one go, kissing Cleon. Athena cared about nothing; she saw Azazel as nothing but a big nasty bully.