Percy Jackson Christmas Novels & Stories

He said that he will be back a day before Christmas to finish up his work. This year we planned to celebrate Christmas in our home and new year in Alex and Adam's home. The kids would be happy to meet them all and celebrate with us. I know it would be packed in our house, but still, Athena, Liam, Aiden, Rosaline, Emily, and Lucas, and all of them insisted that they want to celebrate it with the kids. My mom was so happy that they all coming to our home to celebrate with us. It was our winter holiday days as we all spent our time with our families and friends. With the cold climate outside we went to the streets just wandering around and purchasing things for Christmas.

Jennifer chuckled and retorted mockingly, "CEO? Do you really think she became CEO through her own abilities? Without Jeremiah and me backing her up, she's just a useless loser." Charles looked at Jennifer in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and anger. Annoyed by the noise, I told the bodyguards to drag the two of them farther away. I crouched alone by the seaside. The winter wind blowing from the ocean was icy and piercing. Little by little, I scattered Noelle's ashes into the sea. I said softly, "Today is Christmas, Noelle. It's also the day you were born. I'm letting you return to the ocean."

Felix walked out of the room also still naked making me throw my hands in the air as he walked over to me by the bed. He lifted the box looking horrified at the contents of it leaving me Axel in wonder. I looked into the box as excitement took over, then Axel joined in but he was only laughing hysterically. "These are so CUTE! I've always seen the humans do this cute little trend on christmas wearing matching Christmas Pjs this is so perfect!" I picked up the cute Pj's lifting them up, they had thoughs little Debbie christmas cakes all over them with snowflakes and snowman, the pj's themselves were all white.

Lowering myself to her level, I held her shoulders gently and brushed a strand of hair from her face. “No,” I said softly. “No, honey. You just had a nightmare. That’s all.” She didn’t look convinced. “Mummy has no reason to hurt Daddy,” I added quickly. “I’ll be back soon. And guess what? We’re spending Christmas here with Grandma and Uncle Elliot.” Her face lit up instantly. “Yeah.” “I’m just going to get a few things for Christmas,” I said. “I’ll be back.” I turned away before she could ask anything else.

"Dig in, Lyra. These are all your favorites." Dad quietly looked on. He lifted his wine glass and said softly to the empty seat, "Merry Christmas, Lyra." Ava and Jamie also joined in, saying, "Merry Christmas, Lyra." Outside, fireworks burst again, lighting the night sky. They were as bright and lively as last year, but this time, a member of the family was missing, and she was gone forever. That blizzard at the rest stop last Christmas had frozen an 18-year-old Omega she-wolf to death, and with her, the hearts of an entire family died, too.

After our final paper for the semester, Gracie and her friend, Melody, drove me home in Melody's car, and once again, I allowed them to convince me to attend a final-year student's birthday party. By tomorrow, most students will leave for the holiday, and before the weekend, the Dorm will be empty. Unlike other semesters where a few students might decide to stay behind. It's the Christmas holiday. A time for family, friends, parties, and reunions. I doubt anyone would stay back at the Dorm. So tonight would be more like one last fun before the Christmas break. I caved and went for the party, pushing the thoughts of EMK and the fact that he might come for me any moment, far away from my mind.

With a smile encapsulating all he felt in his heart for me, he wrapped me in another of his giant embraces, pressing a kiss to the center of my head. "Eklektos mou." He murmured. "My beloved." . . . \\EPILOGUE// UNKNOWN POV Greece Ten years after... As the previous years, I watched everyone move about in jolliness and festivity, celebrating the holiday humans referred to as Christmas. I watched their display of frivolous ridiculousness with a burning hatred, locked in by myself, unable to interact with and vehemently refusing to give in to the need. From my advantaged position on the window sill, I silently observed. The decorations, the lights, how happy they all seemed to be.

One soft click. The picture came out tasteful but teasing, enough to make him grin. She smiled, selected Darren’s name, hit send. Then tossed her phone onto the bed and poured herself a glass of cheap red wine. Next week, she'd have her bags packed, ready to head to Maysville, the small town she'd grown up in for Christmas. Her holiday plan was just perfect! Her playlist hummed to life; jazzy, lazy Christmas tunes filling the air. For the first time all day, her shoulders relaxed. She even started humming along, thinking about what tomorrow morning would look like. Morning pancakes, bad movies, Darren’s laugh…

He was tall, really tall for a Santa Claus, that I had to tilt my head back to meet his eyes—oh, his eyes. They were an icy gray that seemed to bare my soul, uncovering every hidden secret before his eyes. I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, but I couldn't tell if it was from the cold or the way those eyes made me feel, something so distinct yet I couldn't put my hands on it. “Merry Christmas,” he murmured, his deep baritone causing my heart to thrum so loudly in my chest I could only stand there and gawk like a damn fool.

Jax never said anything to stop them, but he knew how to make me feel better at night. Eleanor was always all over Jax and it irked me to the depths of my soul. The look she always gave me showed me that she was doing this on purpose to rile me up. Little did she know that I was even more patient than a driver waiting for a snail to cross the road. I let out a sigh as I walked around the beautiful streets of Queens Quay. The moon shone brightly and made the streets look even more beautiful than usual. The Christmas lights decorated the streets and “Last Christmas” was blasting through someone's speaker, while I hummed along.