Percy Jackson F Novels & Stories

Standing up she walked over to the, running her fingers across them before taking the first one of the series out. 'Percy Jackson and the Lightning Theif' Opening the front cover she looked down at the inside cover where her father left her a note, she ran her finger across his handwriting while she felt a tear slip down her cheek even though she was smiling at it. 'My sweet little Davi, Happy Birthday to the brightest girl around. We have had 8 years together, 8 entire years of movie nights, dinner nights, hiking dates, reading to one another at night every single evening I'm here with you.

Percy took the jacket of his suit off and moved to unbutton the shirt but I reached out and began undoing them one after the other, slowly, relishing in the way the small movement of my hips seemed to drive him crazy. When I finally got rid of the shirt, I marvelled at the sight of Percy’s body. He looked so very lean while wearing clothes but now that the top half of him was exposed I could see the beauty he’d been hiding behind the suit. It was no wonder he had been able to beat Declan so easily. Percy's body looked like it had been sculpted by a greek god. He was muscular, not in the way that made one appear big and intimidating but in the way that you knew he was serious about his body.

I nodded, “Percy Jackson is indeed a hero” Kyle chuckled, “You’re a die-hard fan aren’t you?” “I am,” I smiled shrugging. “You should smile more” “What?” I lifted my head my hands stilling on the bandage over his hand. “Nothing” he shook his head looking away. I continued patching him up and finally patted the final cut, with a content nod. “There you go,” I looked for any other spot I might have missed but saw none. I hummed satisfied before packing everything back into the box.

"We're still studying the case of the two missing guardians as well as the hibernating one. We're hoping for the best of course, but we're also preparing ourselves for the worst. If the two missing alphas are still alive or even just one of them, he would be a big help to you and Percy." When we arrived at the secret place, I finally met Percy. He was kinda intimidating with his broad and well-toned body plus his outfit looked so professional with a black coat and shades, covering his eyes. When he removed his shades, there I was amazed at his emerald glittering eyes. He was indeed a wizard as even his eyes were shouting magic within him. I got comfortable around him real quick as he was tot

“You must really like seeing me fall then.” I chuckled. Fun was the least of it. I couldn't handle seeing him fall or get hurt...but he didn't need to know that. “You should ask yourself why you do that often.” I regretted it the moment the words came out. Bitting my lips and watching him, he didn't quite seem bothered. To the contrary, he laughed. “Probably one of the spells you have on me, Medusa.” I lifted a brow at him. “What’s that?” “A witch from Percy Jackson, ” he said with his lips curled up.

Stellar and Stephen exchanged a glance and quietly slipped away to avoid drawing any attention. Meanwhile, inside the room, the call continued. “Jason Fletcher, this is about my personal life. Who gave you the right to pull something this insane? You've completely lost it!” Percy’s voice was seething with rage, on the verge of exploding. “You think you're talking to just anyone?” Jason snapped. “Don’t forget. I’m still your superior!” “You were a complete mess last time, all for that woman, weren’t you? Since you wanted her so badly, I made sure you’d get her!

He’s got the almost identical runes in his arms as the containment box that holds Cronos imprisoned. It occurred to her that Freya must have finally made use of the journal of life. “Zac!” Helena could no longer control her emotions. She was so happy to see him here, maybe not for her but he came and right now that is all that matters. “Little brother, you made it.” Persephone greeted Zac like she did no wrong. “You only need me, let Helena go. “ “No.” Persephone smiled. “Then I am afraid that we must fight to death.”

Percy’s sinister presence, standing guard behind the dark throne—and of course, the fear that had consumed her when the eerily looking monarch broke through her spell, like he was present with her in her room… “He even spoke to me, he said ‘I see you’ or something related to that. Can’t really remember the words because I started convulsing immediately afterwards.” Chloe listens intently, her face growing more intense—more serious with each passing moment. When Demika finishes, Chloe takes a deep breath, her mind already working through the implications—leans back, her fingers drumming against the armrest. "Dr. Percy is involved, no doubt about it," Chloe says, her voice low. "But my father.

the king just shook his head and then tells him that they should start walking around the academy. “I don’t want to keep the students waiting you know.” After hearing those words, Percy had a relieved look on his face and then opens the door for his friend. “I could do that you know.” Percy then looks at him with the expression like he doesn’t want to say it the same thing twice. “I understand so don’t look at me like that as if you are disappointed at me. It breaks my heart.” He said with a guilty tone.

Percy roared. He ripped the filthy bandage off his arm. The wound underneath was swollen and black with streaks of purple. Pus bubbled through the torn skin. He showed a twisted grin. He dug his fingers into the rotting flesh, tore out a handful of putrid meat, and shoved it into Diana's mouth. "You dare call me filthy? Eat it. Eat it." Diana gagged and retched as he forced the decayed flesh between her teeth. Percy's grin stretched wide in a feral way. He watched the woman he had worshipped sink into terror and humiliation. For the first time, he felt a savage and overpowering sense of triumph.