Percy Jackson Fanfiction God Novels & Stories

What were we up against? Perses, the God of destruction and Gaea’s former lover, he hadn’t always been cruel to her but things took a turn for the worst and for centuries he was terrible to her. Constantly laying the Earth to waste, hurting her, taunting her and raping her. When Helios and Erebus saw what was happening, they worked together and freed Gaea, defeating Perses. The three became close and thus lovers as well, Gaea flourished in her powers and the Earth was restored. Perses was banished to Tartarus, which was home to terrible monsters and criminals, and imprisoned Gods. Somehow, he had managed to escape, and was now of course coming for revenge. Men were so predictable. I saw litt

"You are the King of Olympus, so act accordingly. " I follow the sound to its source finding a well groomed man in his early twenties in a light blue suit holding a staff. "That's so mean Poseidon." Zeus pouts striking me by lightening. Poseidon? The God of the mighty sea? The wielder of the powerful trident? The father of the awesome, the savvy, the great PERCY JACKSONjQuery21402353378429486861_1596566707202? I was moments away from interviewing him before the last of the three main Gods appear making us realise of his presence only when he wanted us to.

"I am both the beginning and the end. This world is mine.” That was not the truth I wanted to hear. I refused to let him win. Our destiny is in our hands, my voice running with a powerful force. With a final, desperate cry, I unleashed all of my Lycan might, combined with Seraphina's magic, and we continued to move forward against the dark energy. The god retreated, his power briefly losing momentum, but it was all good. Our combined efforts caused his dark energy to shatter like glass. A sudden burst of light caused the god to scream with such intensity and fury that it resonated throughout the world. Before our eyes, he collapsed as a shadow of ice and then disappeared with one last explos

The hunchback is the god of repair guys nothing more.” The way that the fight went down made some much sense now.Jake thought back to the rings of fire and wondered what other kind of things he could do. “Then who's your mom, cause Aphrodite is married to Hepatus or is that lost in transition to.” Jake smirked at Aidern. “I don't like you kid. I want to get that point across very clearly, and no it wasn't lost in translation, my mom was married to my dad before she was forced to marry that freak. But they got divorced shortly after that. So my old man and ma are back together and if I ever read your thoughts again about how hot my ma is I will kill you got that '' Jake just nodded and gulpe

All day it was misfortune for him, and when he thought goddess of luck has smile upon him it turn out it fucking useless old book. still, Theo clutch his heart and started reading the old book, thinking that what surprise he might get after all it was freaking diary of an cultivator. He doesn't know how powerful was that cultivator. Theo started reading the book again, after reading for sometime there was frustrated look in Theo face, anybody who read the book will understand Theo frustration. "fuck", Theo cursed out loud and talk himself," who in the fuck do the same thing for over a week, slightly increasing the number of swinging for over a years, fuck this shit" ,as Theo throw the book d

A jolt immediately went through my whole body. “What… what can I do…?” “What can you do…? Not only you are covered with wounds all over— what’s more, I can’t heal you with my magic. Your only choice, child— is to pray to the celestial gods.” “Celestial gods…?” I find myself to be sneering— I wondered why. “To whom? Your ancestor Loki? Or his parents— Fárbauti? Or Laufey? Or should I pray to you since you are the descendant of a celestial god?”

Jax, Theo, and Dom finally recovered from the shock. "I never felt an energy that strong in my entire life," Jax uttered, still can't believe what they saw. "He's like a completely different person." Dom voiced out his opinion. "He is a demigod," Theo concluded and the moment it came out from his mouth, a cloud of black smoke appeared again thinking it's Kian. Kaleb's hope rises seeing it, but it was crushed down when a different person appeared.

Lucy’s POV- Is he trippin’? His voice is firm, but his eyes are soft. It’s an enchanting gaze like a spell was casted on me and just couldn’t say no. Ok fine, I get it. Better near than in the same room. Oh please Lucy, it’s all over your nerves. It’s almost obvious that it is screaming Conner’s name. Are you certain you wouldn’t go knocking on Conner’s door tonight to be in his arms, tough momma? The argument of my alter ego is just as annoying as ever. But I swear the endearment in his eyes are awfully tempting. Still, looks like I simply don’t have any choice, but to give in to Conner’s request. I crossed my arms across my chest, “You just don’t give me any choice, do you? This is all yo

"You think money fixes everything, don't you? You're not scared that I'll cause trouble; you're just afraid that I'll report your dirty dealings to the authorities! "I don't want your filthy money. I want justice!" Jude snorted, then kicked fragments of Dad's gravestone and shattered it further. Ashes and dust blew into my face. "Velda Group is justice in Hyporion!" He crouched down and whispered a threat into my ear in a voice only I could hear, "You'd better pray that I never get my hands on Piper. If I do, I'll make sure she's begging for death!" Those words were the breaking point. I tackled him to the ground and started driving my fists into his face.

Eventually, she stopped asking. One afternoon, while dragging water through the Upper Tier, she paused outside a classroom. The heavy stone doors stood slightly ajar. Inside, pale apprentice gods sat rigidly at black desks under the severe gaze of an instructor tracing glowing symbols across a slate of crystal. "...The First Divine War reshaped the heavens..." the priest intoned. The apprentices repeated the mantra in chilling unison. The girl stood silently in the shadows. She watched the glowing shapes, listening intently as the children chanted. Her mind, desperate to make sense of her prison, began linking the sharp lines to the spoken sounds.