Percy Jackson Father Novels & Stories

There was nothing she disliked more than being reminded of the fact Ariel owned everything she had. She had nothing, they were never truly hers, she had just been smarter. “I helped you get those thugs to finish her off, that's what daddy is here for .” He grinned wickedly, dragging a jagged stone along the edge of his rusted blade, the metal shrieking under the pressure. Sparks danced briefly in the dim light. “How long do you plan to keep me your little secret, Bianca? It's unfair I hide in the shadows. No one knows I’m the legendary Athena’s father.”

Wright and dad lost his cool. Her father pushed dad away roaring loudly, "What do you know how I feel? My daughter is kidnapped just because of your son... Because of his deeds. And you are asking me to not pressurize him! Are you kidding me Hercules." He called my father with name. No use of his position as alpha, no salutation, nothing. He directly degraded my father.

The blissful bubble we had created during the early days of summer shattered far too soon. Theo received a call from his father late one afternoon while we were secretly tangled together in the guest room. Uncle Kael needed him back in the city for a couple of urgent family business matters—something about contracts and a meeting that couldn’t be postponed. Theo tried to negotiate staying longer, but the tone in his father’s voice left no room for argument.

The more you have of it, the more you have of everything else. Anthony Crosswalk, my father, is richer than God. Crosswalk Industries is a Fortune 500 company and it's his 'baby'. I freeze as I step through the threshold. "Meet your future wife son. Charlotte Daymond." I shouldn't have come back here so soon. My father ignores my death glare and simply looks at his gold Rolex watch. I gave it to him for his 42nd birthday, which was a few months ago. "Quick introductions would be pleasant Sebastian. Some people have places to be."

, I understood immediately. Over the years, Edgar had tried many ways to repair our relationship. But every time, it had done nothing except drill into me even deeper just how impossible he was—just like today. I took a deep breath and thanked Mr. Palmer. Then, I turned and left. From behind me came hushed whispers. "So, that's Mr. Booker's son? He's not quite what I imagined." "I heard he was raised by his grandmother in the countryside. And for over a decade, Mr. Booker never once went back to see him."

"Does Uncle know that Percy and I are good friends? Should I tell him this, so he will be even more reluctant to acknowledge you as his father?" Poseidon glared disapprovingly, while Zeus had a headache seeing their behavior. He himself, chose to face millions of enemies rather than face Ive or Cia. They were both rebellious and proud, but that was their charm.

Zeus stood up and raised his voice slightly, he could not believe his ears. Mr Ashford stared at his son he had always had high hopes for, is he asking for too much? “I know you are married but you can do this one secretly, you can just have an affair with her to prolong things” Zeus scoffed hard, he could not believe it. “Father, you forced Hazel on me, and now this again?? His father drank his wine as if he didn’t hear anything, Zeus looked at him. He was burning inside of him with rage, only he knew how desperate their father was and sometimes he wished he didn’t like business like this elder brother.

“Your fathers didn’t force you to make up?” “Odin and my father were firm friends, until Odin put pressure on my father to join his alliance. My father refused, I didn’t see Reuben again until Evelyn invaded my pack lands. Ended up being attacked in the same warehouse district that you were in.” His chin now rests upon my shoulder as I continue to look through the files. Pierce talks about his father in the past tense, like I do my mum. I haven’t pushed the subject but it leaves me to believe that he has also passed. “Your men attacked her?”

"Bruce was furious with us. He blamed me for letting him down, accusing you of not seeking justice for his sudden death at the hands of the Ackermans. Tell me, my son, have you truly forgotten the pain of losing your father?" Hektor's face turned pale, his eyes widening in shock and panic. “Mom, that's not true. How could I ever forget what happened to my father? I could never erase that from my memory!” But I continued my act. “Are you absolutely certain, son? Because your dad is incredibly angry with me. I can't even bear to imagine!” Tears streamed down my face. Hektor guided me to a chair and fetched a glass of water. “Calm down, Mom. That will never happen. I promise, right here at his

“He is my defeated opponent, so I kind of remember him.” “Huh?” Sylvan was angry. His father was very strong. The young man in front of him dared to say that his father was a defeated opponent. Haha, what a high-sounding sentiment. He asked with a cold face, “Oh, even my dad lost to you? Then I must ask. Who are you?” Before Thomas could speak, Tigris rushed to say, “What? Don’t you even know the God of War?” God of War? Thomas?