Novel Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Becca leaned towards him and whispered in his ear after standing on her toes to reach his height as much as possible, “Whatever I am going to tell you, please keep this a secret.” “Okay,” he mumbled, his breath hitching. How can I breathe when my heart is dead? he thought to himself, wanting to stay away from Becca. “I am a writer. I love writing novels, especially paranormal and fantasy ones. My first novel is a Lycan-romance which I finished writing recently.” Her eyes lit up at the mention of her novel. “I was looking for a new novel idea, and you just gave me one.” “Which is…?” he inquired.

I let out a low moan and forced my eyelids open so that I could see Achilles' and Perseus' faces. There's some pressure on my chest, could someone be doing first aid on me? "That's it, good girl," Perseus whispered as he ran his hand over my face. There's an aura around him, as if the light is trapped and makes him brighter. I want to say how beautiful it is, I want to raise my hand and caress his skin, but it's all so hard and I close my eyes again. I want to rest. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

I sighed and took a Sherlock Holmes book but turned it back and went to another shelf. Don’t get me wrong, who wouldn’t want Sherlock holmes? I already read them so I don’t want to read them again until I can find something. Ah, of course, Harry Potter is here too, but I just touched them. I finished them already, mate. I wondered at the library until I saw this thick book covered with weird letters. Greek Mythology? I tilted my head and approached the book. My eyes widened as sparks covered my body, I suddenly heard the thunder roaring at the sky. My vision became blurry and when it got back, I saw a man holding a lightning bolt and said. “My daughter, my demi-god.”

“I thought we could hang out, eat something. Just be here, of you wanted.” I stared at him. Percy, the second son of the most powerful Alpha in the country, standing in my small room at midnight with two boxes of pizza, suggesting we hang out. “Okay,” I said again, for the second time tonight. He smiled. He looked a little surprised, like he hadn’t been sure I’d say yes. My chest twisted in a way I didn’t try to untangle. “Good,” he said. We sat on the bed with the pizza boxes between us. Percy reached into his bag and pulled out his laptop, setting it on the pillow. Then, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it over the back of my desk chair.

she responded, pulling out her own books from her tote bag. “Exactly. I ain’t that stupid.” I murmured. ‘Or am I?’ Soon, my thoughts wandered. My eyes were on the novel but I just couldn’t pay attention to it. All I could think of was the dream I had about him. ‘You need to come off this, Elena!’ I yelled in my head, putting in all mental strength into focusing on my novel. Then I realized this novel kind of explained the dynamics between Mr. Richard and I. Jericho Barrons, older, enigmatic, and ruthlessly protective, becomes entangled with MacKayla Lane as she’s thrust into a dangerous supernatural world.

As she stepped through the grand archway, the scent of aged wood and polished stone enveloped her, mingling with the faint aroma of something sweet wafting from the nearby courtyard. Inside, the hallways were bustling with students—vampires with their pale skin and sharp features, werewolves with their confident strides, and witches adorned in flowing robes, their laughter echoing off the walls. Charlie felt a pang of anxiety as she observed the groups forming, each one a tight-knit circle of friends. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, reminding herself that this was her chance to start anew. “Hey! You must be the new girl!” A voice broke through her thoughts, and Charlie turn

I said and looked at my nails “wow so bitch, huh” he said while laughing I rolled my eyes and looked at him “what is it huh? You are wasting my time” I am pissed already. North might see us already and it is obvious that west doesn’t know that North is here, if he is with North then he should blocked my way not Harlow’s “what gift do you think will Harlow appreciate?” he asked “novel books will do. She wants the newest series of Rick Riordan; the trials of Apollo”

I just wanted to see what all the kids in my preschool was talking about. Sadly, as I grew up that if I wanted to watch such things as Hercules, Sinbad, Troy, Wonder women, and the most of all either of the Percy Jackson movies. The Percy Jackson was the one he didn’t want me to see the most for some reason. I had to go over Cal’s place to see that movie, and I’m not sure what was in it that my father hated. It was about one of Poseidon kids he had with a mortal, that was accuse of stealing Zeus thonder bolt. As I was working on my paper and trying my best to not throw my laptop out the window because I not finding where to collect more information on Poseidon that there was a knock on my do

asked Elena, the curious cat was dying with the eager to know the rest of the story. “As Percy changed into a vampire, just like any other newborn, he was so curious about everything around him, specially Evandor and Theodore. He kept on asking questions and both of them answered him patiently. Even though, my Theo wanted to stuff his mouth with a dead rabbit, he controlled his emotions for Evandor’s sake. He fought the urge to kill him and replied calmly. At last, Percy asked the most important question of all time” Rose came to the point after giving the small background story. “Why are they still single?” Elena guessed it right with confused expressions.

The clear crystal that was attached to it acted like a prism amidst the lighting from the myriad of fallen lamps that surrounded them. “He didn’t know what material to make the chain of. Normally it would be silver, but he wasn’t sure if you could tolerate it, so he went with platinum.” “I owe him,” Jasper said in a soft voice as he slid the chain over his neck. A small jolt of energy consumed his body almost immediately. Lila smiled as she asked, “Did you feel it?” When he nodded, she pulled out a more delicate looking chain for herself and slid it over her head. “Wow,” she softly whispered. “I’ll never grow tired of the wonder of magic.”