Percy Jackson F Novels & Stories

Jason finally stood up and saw her smirking, the blades formed in his hands, she frowned, pressure began to slam into jason, it felt like the finger of a giant was intent on crushing him as he gritted his teeth, summoning all the energy he had to withstand the weight, "Where did you get that?!" She said, "None of your business!" he replied attacking, A very serious mistake, Jason was parried and a serious pain took my breath out and made me fall clenching my stomach, she held his hand and saw the bracelet mark, "So you're aethers boy" she said, He glared angrily, his head still reeled, "Now let's start with the introductions" she said, "I'm perilia, the moon goddess and patron of the loup-de

I smiled unknowingly and a weight was lifted off my chest but others replaced it. "I didn't say his name," Percy stopped, his eyes held mine in a locked question and he didn't say anything for a moment. ”We have to hurry.” Percy said. The fact that Percy was worried freaked me out. I had never heard of this Alpha Damien, only the little that Sam had told me but I was guessing that Percy had a better picture of who Alpha Damien was.

said the golden haired guy in a stern tone. ‘Why do I feel like I have seen him somewhere? Was he present when vampires attacked us last week? Oh, yes! He was the one who was about to burn all the vampires from Evandor’s best friend’s special team.’ thought Ira clapping when she recognized the guy correctly. ‘What was his name again? Perry? Perky? Ah! Why did I drink too much that day? Puree? Oh yeah! Percy! It was Percy!’ thought Ira happily and focused her attention towards the pale guys.

I watch as Alexander and Odysseus walk toward the centaur camp, leaving the meager cover we’d found behind a cluster of boulders. I’m still bitter that Rick Riordan’s party-obsessed, fun-loving centaurs aren’t real. Granted, the guy’s human and probably never met an actual centaur—but still. I loved Percy Jackson as a kid. I just wanted some of it to be true.

Percy continued his rampage, single-handedly killing the wolves that others were desperately trying to save from Ryker’s black magic. Alpha Hugo and Jude exchanged stunned glances, witnessing the extent of Percy’s power. Thanks to the parental bond between Alpha Darious and Seraphina, they had been able to locate Ryker’s palace and break in, with Ronan’s assistance. But if Percy touched them, they were all dead. Every second that passed, Percy killed wolves with merciless efficiency. Seraphina clenched her fists, her heart heavy with the truth. She had suspected that Percy was not truly alive, that he was a creation of Ryker’s dark magic, the first of his abominations.

If Percy had been using his full might, he should have used his world avatar with his strongest attack! However, he left his world avatar for the end. Everyone had been too excited to notice that, but Fane maintained his calm the whole time and was an impartial spectator, observing everything. It allowed him to catch on to Percy's little tricks very quickly.

I take two steps forward, my shoes making just enough sound against the floor as they notice my presence. Lyssa’s head snaps up. “Zeta…!” she yelps sharply but it’s too late as I grab Percy by the front of his shirt and haul him halfway up from the chair. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I growl. Percy doesn’t flinch. Not even a little.

By his side was where I would always belong. "You want a mess?" Percival asked with an eyebrow raised. He placed his elbow on the table and rested the side of his chin against his knuckles. "We can start in your company," he suggested. Cadmus huffed and straightened his back. His eyes started throwing daggers back at Percival's. "What are you? Her lapdog?" Cadmus snarled. An amused chuckle slipped out of Percy's lips as he leaned back. He glanced at me, and a smirk tugged on his lips before looking back at Cadmus. "I worship her."

"Oh, oh... Oh my...oh...Percy, I didn't...oh, em..." "Enough, I need a drink." He left my table and stomped to the bar area, talked to the bartender then took a few shots before he was back with two glasses filled with amber liquid on his hand, giving one to Grady. Grady was trying to calm himself down before he deemed it was safe for him to gulp down his drink. "What's with the laptop? I thought you're here on vacation?" Grady asked while Percy was still quiet and rested back in his chair and I started putting all of my stuff into my backpack.

Dearest Augustus, I know you don’t know me. None of you really got the chance to get to know me. I am sorry about that. I’m Percy, Ares’ dad. You may not remember me, but I remember you. You have always been an intelligent and strong child. I knew, watching you, that you would be just like your mother, to a fault.