Percy Jackson Books Cover Novels & Stories

Rowyn POV “This one looks ancient as fuck,” I muttered, dragging a dusty, leather bound beast of a book towards me. The cover had a silver sigil that pulsed faintly, like it was breathing. Kyren leaned over. “It’s humming.” “No shit,” I said, flipping it open. Aster whistled low. “Uh… Rowyn? That page is glowing.” Yeah. No kidding. The script wrote itself as we watched, ink blooming across the yellowed parchment like spilled wine.

Bored with her mom's romance section, she went to her dad's big tomes of history books. He had recently acquired an antique one. She hoped it was not locked on the vault. Her eyes caught an object with a deep shade of black cover and the spine and edge made of solid metal burnished in gold. -Wow.- It looked expensive and well preserved. The Lycan World, Third Edition. Author: The Alphas Finding the book made her night a little bit exciting. Hefting the precious literary gem with both arms, she went to her favorite lazy chair and curled her legs under her.

While Proserpina can only stare, stunned into bewildered silence–but there was a part of her that was completely horrified–as the goddess of wisdom simply brings the fire to meet the open book because, for real, what the hell is she doing? The cover, for some reason, as if defiant, as if spiteful, refuses to burn, refuses to be destroyed even at the face of Athena’s power, only scorched at best from the edge… but the yellowed pages inside blacken so easily, large pieces of them were quickly turning into crumbled dusts and ashes to the floor, already being carried off by a sudden wind and something like a whimper almost escaped the younger goddess’ lips at the sight… The goddess of shadows bi

He realized the uniqueness of the hard and thick book cover. "The cover of this book is made of dragon scales," shrieked Draco stifled. "Is it true? Could it be, this book is what we are looking for? Maybe there is a clue in it,” said Astrid enthusiastically. Her eyes were sparkling with pleasure. "This title means Dragon Prince's Heart," Draco said as he rubbed the embossed title on the cover. Draco opened the cover of the book and found blank pages of old, yellowed paper. Gradually appeared an inscription on the page that was written in an ancient script.

As he grabs the orange books, he feels the hard cover and runs his hand on the embossed title – The Darkest Minds. He notices a weird symbol on its cover, it doesn’t seem to be out of the ordinary. A book has got to have an interesting cover, hasn’t it? As he opens the cover to explore its pages, something falls out – it was a bookmark. He picks it up from the floor and he presses it at the very back of the book to lessen the chance of it falling again. He feels the pages and one can tell how expensive the printing must be on this book. It doesn’t feel like ordinary paper. It is definitely something a bookworm will appreciate for the rest of their life. It's to bad, he got his hands on the s

The small book transformed into a large, thick book! The cover was thicker than any of the books they have seen so far. It was black with golden prints that looked like vines. Jucel had to carry it with two hands before she settled the book on the grass between them. "The pages were blank so it piqued my curiosity as to what was written in it." Jucel glanced at Lucian. "I thought you already knew about this book, but it seems you had no idea," she added. Lucian bobbed his head back. "I had no idea. Never seen that book anywhere."

The tugging sensation begins again, growing more and more intense as I continue to hold on, as the feeling intensifies I close my eyes and let it take me where it will. Splat! I make the mistake of gasping for breath and the taste of both mud and excrement fill my mouth. Spitting, I stand up noticing in the journey that I have dropped the pendant. Taking a look around, I wonder if this is where the heir has been hidden all this time. Reaching down I pick up the pendant and wipe it off on my cloak. I barely have time to do this before the sensation of tugging once more overwhelms me and the world blurs away. *************************************************************************************

He had horribly wrapped a gift that she opened up, a giant smile on her father's face as she looked up to him with a big smile on her own face. The Percy Jackson book series, the only thing she had been begging for, he had gotten it for her. She jumped to her feet as she threw herself at her father as he began laughing at her excitement over books. Thinking of his laugh she caught herself giggling out loud as she opened her eyes again, breathing in deeply she turned her chair around to where those books were sitting on the shelf behind her. Standing up she walked over to the, running her fingers across them before taking the first one of the series out.

Its spines were tattered and appeared like spiky wires beneath the poor lighting. Trisha walked slowly to where it was and pulled it out of the other nine books crammed into the same row with it. She repeated the same process she had with the other books she'd picked—dusted it's shabby cover to see it's name. Unfortunately and very shockingly, too, there was none inscribed on it. That was odd. She flipped the book to the other end but nothing. It was empty of inscriptions, just like the front was. Slowly, she opened the book to first page.

Jacob laughed. “I’ll kick your ass too!” I said as I glared at him. “Kris! We have one more surprise for you.” Penny yelled from behind my front desk. “What?” I looked confused. She walked out carrying a massive book. I recognized what it was right away. It’s the type of book that you use for a portfolio. “You got me a new book?” “Kinda.” Penny showed me the cover. It had a Black Moon with two wolves howling. The leather was fresh as I could smell it. Alec took the cover and opened it for me.