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“I’m a virgin.” A low chuckle broke the tension, and Penelope’s eyes darted to Orion. The demigod was leaning casually against the wall, his dark leather tunic and bronze bracers catching the faint light. His grin was sly, his eyes alight with mischief. “Well, that’s gonna be a problem,” he said, his voice a rich, teasing drawl. “There’s no way you’re fooling Hades with the scent you’re giving off. The god in him will fight to claim you.” Persephone’s face flushed as she smacked his arm. “Shut up, Orion.”

" she looked at me, her eyes glossy. I sighed. Then she looked like she had remembered something all of a sudden andgotup and walked to the dining table to retrieve something from her bag. I turned to look at the fireplace and saw that there was a lighter next to it, maybe I could light it up later on. Latifah came back to me with five books in her hands. She handed them to me. "I hope you like Percy Jackson." she told me while I stared at the books. It was a series. I looked at their covers. #1 Percy Jackson, The lightening thief. #2 Percy Jackson, The sea of monsters. #3 Percy Jackson, The Titan's curse. #4 Percy Jackson, The Labyrinth. And #5 Percy Jackson, The Last Olympian. I stared at

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

Ray replied and tightened his grip over the orb. “Do you think they would have noticed by now? That Ares is dead?” Mane wondered, swaying from the subject. “They should have. After all, Olympus has its way. Like Asgard’s Black Book, Olympus has its own method. It’s just a bit…flashier.” “I wish I was there to see it though,” Ray suddenly added. “See what?” Mane couldn’t help but wonder. “Perseus face,” Ray grinned, his eyes flashing coldly.

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.”

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azure engulfed the red in his eyes as his hands pushed me into his chest releasing a deep cry. "Persephone, you have to listen to me princess" the red colour trying to overpower the blues. "Papa!" A stray tear escaped his eyes. "You have to run princess, as far as you can " his voice cracked. "Princess" his fingers softly patted my head, soothing my hair in a loving fatherly way. "this door will not able to hold me any longer, run my brave Percy, run sweetheart till you find a black rose." Last thing I saw was that the azure was destroyed by the red.

, I hiss at him angrily. “Oh I see, our little red riding Hood turned feisty?”, alpha ace comments making me clench my hand in anger. The fear inside me turned to anger, so much anger that my body started producing magic without my knowledge. The green flames around the tips of my fingers came till my wrists.

Once the awkwardness was gone, she and Valeria indeed got along pretty well, the drive was spent in a very enthusiastic conversation about why Percy and Annabeth’s storyline should have ended with ‘The Last Olympian’. It did not matter if one was already a grown adult when the opportunity to talk about her teenage obsessions arrived, wasn’t it natural to go back to that time? “I just feel like they had already earned their happy ending or at least some long-lasting rest.” “Exactly! Ang things got a bit too dark there…” “Do you realize you’re talking about children’s books, right?” Daniel intervened. “They’re not exactly meant for you anymore, maybe that’s why you don’t like the most recent s

Foster as she helped me fix my hair and prepare for today’s agenda. “The Seekers are the ones who still have no idea of what their powers are. The Academy of Olympus does not just teach every Olympian to learn to control and use their powers for the greater good. But also help those people find what they are looking for and discover what powers they have.” Dr. Foster carefully explained. Afterward, she went beside me and lent me a very thick book. It says an unfamiliar alphabet which I cannot understand. “What is this?” I gave Dr. Foster a questioning look.