Percy Jackson Age Novels & Stories

"Sit down." He placed the notebook on the table and his hand began to move over the notebook. He coughed for a while. While I waited he explained what information he had gotten about Jackson. I don't want Jackson to continue to harm me. Moreover, I often go to Matilda's house to meet her or Amelie. "Jackson Giovanni, he is twenty-two years old but never went to the same school as Matilda, in fact he was in the same year as Amelie. They were in the same kindergarten. Jackson or what is usually known as Jack is also a famous wolfman in the home environment."

I smile and shake my head. At times, I feel like I don’t belong here because I’m a little older than most of the students and most of them act immature. The majority of the students in my senior year are eighteen years old, a few seventeen while I’m nineteen. I fell sick while in fourth grade and I couldn't attend school the whole year. Every time I remember, I always curse that damn year! Jackson is eighteen and equally annoying like his peers. My jaw twitches when I remember the exchange between us in the kitchen.

I wasn't sure of her age because of her current state, but I'm rounding up to eight or ten or maybe a little older. "Persephone, what is it going to be?"

either way. It's been weird. Normally 17 year olds are not allowed at council meetings. we aren't 'grown ups' yet. We don't need to know all the nitty-gritty stuff about how magic is running. We have other stuff to worry about... Like high school! I still have 5 months until I turn 18, right in the middle of January. Phoebe turns 18 next month on September 8th. Chloe turns 18 around Christmas, and Selene won't turn 18 until May 18th! And still, they are calling us in.

Her face was quite tense as Percy looked away to stop himself from laughing. "Yeah? It is literally a day before my birthday. I have such irritating memories during those times. Alpha Fredrick dragged me outside the house once they came home as it was coincidentally twelve at midnight on my twelfth birthday, remember?? So of course, won't forget about that one." As I was refreshing them with the memories, their faces went pale and weary. They both chuckled uncomfortably. Rose glared at Percy as if telling him, 'You say it!', Percy's eyes shook as he hesitated but still chose to do her mate's request.

“Let’s just say…” “I know Percy.” My heart skipped. “…What?” “We’re close.” Confusion flickered through me because nothing about this made sense. Percy’s POV The moment I heard, everything in me froze. “A kid?” “Yes, Alpha.” “Claiming he knows you. He is about eight years old.” My chest tightened instantly, because there was only one possibility. Only one person who could fit that description. And if it was him, then everything I had tried to keep hidden, was about to come undone.

"The day looks inviting and I am sure that I will be able to have a little tea party with the wild horses and maybe see if our cute little Circe has had her pups. I bet you would have loved a walk outside, after staying inside for so long." Still no reply. Persephone let her smile linger, setting the cloth back. "It's my eighteenth birthday, by the way, and... Well, of course, Cleon always celebrates it but it is never the same without you." Nothing. "Oh." She added this with a glad feeling in her heart. "And my godfather would be here, I imagine he is in my room right now, with my gift, as usual, being predictable."

Theodore said frustratedly referring to Percy and Evandor, while standing behind the crowd of vampires. “If you don’t shut your mouth, I will be the one to kill you” Percy said in an enraged tone. “Oho, angry young men” Theodore teased him from behind. “I am eight hundred years old!” said Percy while chocking Riley. “Then why an eight hundred years old vampire is dealing with a weakling? You should fight with an Alpha!” Sky stood infront him with a proud smile and moved Mina behind him. Percy let go of Riley who fell on the floor.

My father's and Grandfather's wolves both appeared before they were 10, even though most do not see their wolves until 13 or older. "I don't trust this," my hackles rise. "Tell Percy to lock the doors to the Den and to not let ANYONE in for any reason until he hears our secret knock." Percival is my Gamma. He's bigger than the rest of us, built strong and sturdy, a perfect general. At 10 years old he is the size of a normal 13-year-old.

I need her to know that she is my everything. “You’re quiet.” Percy complained, having yapped away for the last 30 minutes without me hearing a word he said. I shrugged at him, not saying anything. “Are you going home for the last day of the moon festival? I think I'm going to see if I can’t sniff out my mate. It’s been a few months since my birthday and she’s obviously not at this school.” Percy shook his head in disappointment. He’s the oldest of us younger kids, born in May. “So you’re going to take part in the hunt?” I arched a brow at him, wondering how Percy does with the ladies.