Percy Jackson Father Novels & Stories

The door slammed behind us with a sound that felt like the closing of a tomb. I spun around and slapped him—hard. “What the hell is wrong with you?! You killed him! You killed my father!” He ran his hand through his hair, his breaths ragged. “He was going to kill me, Percy! He charged at me. I didn’t have a choice!” “You had a thousand choices!” I screamed, backing away from him. “You could’ve walked away. You could’ve surrendered. You could’ve let him throw you out. But instead, you grabbed a sword and murdered him!”

Her words stun me into silence. Even though she says them with a laugh, the laughter never reaches her eyes. Pain remains carved into them. "Why do I have the feeling you never wanted that for him?" I ask quietly. "You never wanted him to become... this." I remember the former Overlord. Zeus' father. He died a few years ago. He was hostile. They said he ruled with iron fists. Yet others whispered he had been kind beneath it all. So I would have expected his sons to become more like him. But somehow, I don't think this mother ever wanted that for her own son.

"I’ve lost the company, Andrea. I’ve lost my dignity in the boardrooms. But I will not lose my daughter again just to satisfy your empty vanity!" Mother’s lips trembled. "But Robert, Jake is—" "JAKE IS A VULTURE!" Father cut her off. "He’s the one who strangled our credit lines! He’s the one who wanted to dismantle us piece by piece! And you still worship him because he has a private jet?" Father turned to Gareth. His gaze softened, filled with a profound, heavy shame. "Gareth... forgive my wife. Forgive this family." Then he looked at me. Tears began to well in his tired eyes. He walked around the table, approaching me.

Then he said, calmly, "Alpha, you should go be with your other pup. Don't bother me and my mom anymore." Bruce froze, his hand suspended in mid-air. "Leo, I'm your dad. How can you call me Alpha?" Leo looked at him, his eyes red but tearless. "Weren't you the one who didn't want us first?" Bruce's lips trembled. "I never said I didn't want you."

“Ares…please, it was the both of them that plotted everything. You know how my father uses me, I love you, Ares, this…this wasn’t my doing “ Wendy cried, tears streaming down her face. Ares glared at the strange man I didn’t know, he was about uncle Lawrence’s age. “I had a lot of respect for you, not just because you’re Wendy’s father, but you were also a close friend of my father. You all disgust me!” Ares said and looked away. That was Wendy’s father? I should have seen it, she got her eyes from him and her evil too. “Ares…you were never worthy, Ares…of anything.” Wendy’s father said and I stared at him with wide eyes.

"We'll make sure he has that, Percy. All of us. This baby will have a family, and we'll figure it out together. He won't be alone, and neither will you. Ever." Percy swallowed hard, his voice breaking a little as he spoke. "I just don't know how to do it, Deirk. I never had a dad... not like that. The priests at the orphanage don't count. I don't know what it's supposed to look like, how it's supposed to feel."

I now felt as if the man I knew as my father was nothing but a stranger. “My uncle never told me this but he wasn’t good at handling the pack’s finances. He put the pack in debt with many alphas by borrowing money he could never pay back. Including your father. I think that’s the only reason your father is helping me right now. He’s hoping that whatever money I earn, a percentage will go toward paying him back.” “I’m so sorry, Percy. I didn’t know any of this,” I knew the last thing he needed was my sympathy but this was not an easy situation and yet he carried himself with a sunshine smile.

Zeus hadn't even broken a sweat yet. But that sick, twisted man even as his face turned red, and blood seeped from his mouth, he grinned, his teeth stained crimson. The sight sent a chill creeping up my spine. Then Zeus's mouth moved. He said something, and in response, the old man only smiled wider. As much as I wanted that evil incarnate erased from existence, I couldn't afford to have him gone yet. He was the only lead to finding my father. Zeus knew that. He wouldn't do anything rash I know.

Athena didn’t seem as excited as I was, but I could see the release of all tension on her face and how she briefly closed her eyes and exhaled quietly. "Seriously, Marcus, you claim to be my friend, yet you cannot even defend my daughter," Jennifer's father, King Thor, said to my dad with a menacing look on his face. His eyes were filled with hate and accusation. Sometimes, I don't understand why my parents could not call out this man's bullshit and cut him off from our lives; they treated him like he was God, and it irritated me so much. He and his silly wife kept on trying to gaslight my dad and kept hammering about all the good things they had done for us, yet we repaid them by stabbing t