Percy Jackson Fan Club! Novels & Stories

I watched as he created the bubbles for Kel and Diego and we all jumped into the water and swam for his palace. On the way, I had to ask one important question that has been bugging my mind. " Sorry, but does it mean Percy Jackson is real and is my half-brother?" I'm an absolute fan of him and I've read basically every book there is about him. I didn't think he was real. " Oh, Percy is very real and yes, he's your half brother" That's sooooo cool. Omigosh.

“The girls in the Jayden Pryce Fan Club keep a close eye on him—especially around the time of school events. He’s still undecided as far as they know.” I wrinkled my nose. “Is that a joke?” The Jayden Pryce Fan Club? They’d sanctioned a club dedicated to the pompous idiot? It became apparent where at least one source of fuel resided for his ever-growing ego. “You have to go find him and tell him you’ve changed your mind—soothe his no doubt wounded pride and make him feel like he definitely has to say yes.” There she went with her crazy schemes again. “Make him feel important; guys love that.”

I say to her and squeeze her throat and she goes still and her face starts to turn purple. The rumble of bikes enters my ears as I watch her. “I am the daughter of Rebel Moretti-Jackson. My fathers are Don Dante Fanucci and President Dylan Scythe Steele of The Princes Of Darkness MC. That makes me the club princess. You are not welcome here. Felicity Granger.” I release my hold on her throat just as momma comes running and I climb off her as momma grabs the skank up by her hair and Felicity screams out and tries to fight my momma.

✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧ Percy is not taking this enemy with benefits well. Heck, he isn’t taking the fact that we have to share a bed well. My mother left us with a single phone and laptop. We can email, but that’s alot of work for me and Percy has been hogging the phone to email his friend grumpily.

Freeda, Lia, and Elyzz got into that club so there is no way that I’m going to list my name next to them. Tyler got into two clubs, only making me out of those clubs for I don’t want to be in any club same as him. He got the sports club and music club, not that I’m interested in his recreational activities. But it was just so surprising that Tyler, the bad boy of Jackson High is going to sing in front of all people.

Not because I will talk to her but because all of the students who are taking up the audition for this club suddenly looks at us. I didn't notice that we already got into the room where the audition is taking place. "What's wrong with you two? Hiro and Nathalia?" Jackson asks us. He's our senior and the president of this club. "Ah, we're so sorry to interrupt the audition, Jackson. Hiro is..." "Keep going," I say to Jackson, cutting the line of Nathalia then I walk over the door. As soon as I exited the music club, I took my phone and I send a message to Joy. But she is not replying to my texts, so I sent a message to Frey. All of a sudden she replied to me right away.

THE PUBLIC BREAK UP "You're an ingrate. You're such a useless kid." Peter Jackson shouted at jefsexy. "How can you do that? I mean how could you ever do such a thing to me. You're a big disgrace and I'm disappointed in you". Peter Jackson blasted at him again this time raising his voice higher right at the club where all other dignitaries were there having fun. "Take it easy with him, Jackson , he 's still a kid, you know." His friends caution him.

Except for Athena herself. I am a bit anxious as we walk into the club. Last week didn’t exactly go smoothly, to say the least. It was Athena’s first time in a club. And what are the freaking odds of running into the Lycan prince of all people? Or for them to practically demand to have a drink with us? He never comes here. Ever.

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.

“And that is Percy. We are custodians of our kind. Ptakkagaris to be precise.” “So you are like the Council?” “No, the Council supersedes all. We are mostly concerned about Ptakkagaris.” “What do you want from me?” “We want to talk to you.” “And kill you if necessary,” Jackson interjected. Eldan shot him an annoyed glance. Maggie tried to get as comfortable as her chains would let her. “So let me get this straight, we want to talk to me and you sent two incompetent former Dark Storm members to get me?” she laughed.