Percy Jackson Christmas Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes, then closed them trying to think of something. "Christmas is only a few days away, Athi doesn't stop talking about it," He began and my eyes snapped open that the mention of my mate's name. Though, I didn't take such liking on how he addressed her, I carefully listened to what he had to say. The two of them had grown close, so much as if they were long lost siblings. While I knew Jackson knew his place and who she was to him; his Luna, a foreign emotion followed through my veins, angering me on how much they spent time together talking while she plainly ignored my presence throughout the week that passed. "Every chance she gets, she talks on and on about how amazing Christm

He said as he clapped his hands, looking at his mother's face as she cleared her throat. "It was a beautiful December day" She began, "with clear blue sky and snow-covered treetops. Christmas was in the air but up in Santa’s lodge, all was quiet. The usual hustle and bustle of preparing Christmas presents had gone for Santa had fallen ill. “Oh dear, what will the children say when they don’t receive presents this year,” Santa wondered sadly as he lay on his bed.

Father said and joined the hug. "May the Gods guide you and protect you, my sweetest granddaughter. Come back home safely." Grandmama said and smiled at me. The place where she kissed in my hand felt warm. The hug broke and they looked at me like they were saying that I should be proud. I smiled at them and as I go, and went to follow the trail that the book has given me. A small string leading to the end of the forest. I sighed audibly and heard another cry of the phoenix. I guess this is the start of my journey.

Once they had finished, Melody leaned over, and whispered in Reid’s ear, she said, “I hope next Christmas is just as magical as this one, though I don’t know how that would be possible. Do you think we’ll all be sitting here again this time next year?” “Yes, I do,” he said, nodding his head. “And I think it will be even more magical than this year.” Melody was surprised. “You do? How could it possibly be?” Smiling, he said, “Because by next Christmas, I intend to make sure Michael gets what he wanted for Christmas this year.” Melody beamed, and staring into his blue eyes, twinkling in the reflection from the stage lights, she wished she could kiss him right now, in the middle of the sanctuar

Serendipity nodded, tearing her eyes away from the structure at last and smiling into those familiar green ones. As Corey led her inside, they were instantly greeted by dozens of working elves, each of whom called out, “Merry Christmas!” which Serendipity would have found rather odd considering Christmas was over months ago were she not standing in Santa’s Workshop at the North Pole. Instead, she answered with a jolly, “Merry Christmas!” in return. She noticed, and found it rather odd, that though Corey always acknowledged the speaker, he only chose to say, “Hello,” or “Good evening,” in response, never “Merry Christmas.”

“That sounds like a wonderful idea.” His lips met hers, and Pooch yipped in glee as all three of them got their Christmas wish--to be together for Christmas.

“I want a tree for this place, he said no, I begged, he said no, I pleaded, he said no, I...” “I think we get it!” Derrick said grabbing his wrist with a sigh. “It's because he's Scrooge!” Demi said and grinned when Derrick glared at her. “Christmas is a time for celebration, love, happiness, presents, and spending a shitload of money. Have you got him a gift yet?” Jordan glanced at Derrick to see his jaw clench and his stomach tightened at the expression. He looked down at his hands hearing Demi sigh and seeing her shake her head when she walked up the metal steps to her bedroom.

Weston I put my arm around Scarlet, smiling as we watch Jackson tear into his Christmas presents. The three of us are wearing matching pajamas, which was Scarlet’s idea. Not mine. She said she bought them as a joke, but was rather insistent on all of us wearing them and taking a picture together last night on Christmas Eve. No sooner than Scarlet gets comfortable against me, she jumps up. “Salsa, get out of the tree.” She grabs the black kitten and brings him to the couch with her. He stays for half a second and jumps down, pouncing on the pile of discarded wrapping paper.

No big surprise. "Huh. There's actually a pretty big section. You need a book on spells for gardening? Or how about one titled Weather Magicks? There's even one for love charms and a volume on breaking hexes. Nothing about magical Christmas decorations so far." "Try looking under 'Holiday'," she suggested. "This has something to do with your family, remember." "Good thinking." He moved again and Shelby went back to searching the desk.

“Oof, sorry. Open the gift. I wanna know what it is too.” Ares obliged without a word, sitting on the floor and unwrapping the gift. Inside the box was a ring and a book. The book was titled Charms and How To Use Them. The ring fit his finger just right. When Ares opened the book, there was some scribbling from Percy inside. Happy 8th birthday my son. You need some luck this year, so make sure to use the ring and the book. Stay strong my Ares.