Percy Jackson Frank Novels & Stories

I nodded, “Percy Jackson is indeed a hero” Kyle chuckled, “You’re a die-hard fan aren’t you?” “I am,” I smiled shrugging. “You should smile more” “What?” I lifted my head my hands stilling on the bandage over his hand. “Nothing” he shook his head looking away. I continued patching him up and finally patted the final cut, with a content nod. “There you go,” I looked for any other spot I might have missed but saw none. I hummed satisfied before packing everything back into the box.

Zeta’s face twists in anger, and he swings a punch, catching Percy on the jaw unexpectedly. Percy stumbles back into a chair, knocking it over, but he doesn’t punch back, he just straightens up, wiping a trickle of blood from his lip, his eyes steady on Zeta coldly now and emotionlessly. “Is that how you handle things? By throwing fists?” Zeta lunges again, grabbing Percy’s collar. “Let her decide,” Percy says again. “Lyssa, are you okay with this?” I step between them quickly. “Percy, it’s fine,” I say calmly, seeing the bruise already forming on his jaw. “I’ll go with Zeta. Thanks for the dinner. And… I’m really sorry about this.”

Percy had checked on me twice already, her own eyes shadowed from nightmares she wouldn’t fully share. “You okay over there?” Percy asked from the kitchenette, sliding a mug of coffee my way. Her tattooed arm flexed as she moved, the ink a reminder of the armor she’d built after what those three monsters did to her. “Davin’s still ghosting?” I nodded, sipping the bitter brew. It burned going down, matching the twist in my gut. “Yeah. I keep replaying it. He looked so hurt, Perce. Like I betrayed him by not noticing. But I can’t force feelings. Not when I’m still picking up pieces from Girad. God, what if I lose him as a friend too?”

The fire calms down, and Persephone is standing there with a tall red-headed guy. “You had better-brought sweets,” Mykenzie says nonchalantly. Persephone lifts up two large bags. I love this woman and the fact that she can bake such delicious treats. I am still unsure of the man. I watch as Chris walks up and gives him a hug. “Everyone, this is Franco. He is a Phoenix.” Chris says. Well, that was not what I was expecting. So something did happen, but I guess it wasn’t bad. I wonder what this guy is going to have to say.

” Kayley ~”Somebody better be dead or dying. Jackson ~”What the fuck is the problem?” Anthony ~”It's Frank boss.” Kayley ~”Who the fuck is Frank?” Jackson ~”One of my runners.” Kayley ~”What the fuck is wrong with Frank?” Anthony ~”Please we need you at the bar boss.” Kayley ~”Don't get your fucking panties in a knot.” Jackson ~”We coming Ant.” Kayley ~”What's got him so god damn spooked?” Jackson ~”When it's a runner then it never is good.”

I just wanted to see what all the kids in my preschool was talking about. Sadly, as I grew up that if I wanted to watch such things as Hercules, Sinbad, Troy, Wonder women, and the most of all either of the Percy Jackson movies. The Percy Jackson was the one he didn’t want me to see the most for some reason. I had to go over Cal’s place to see that movie, and I’m not sure what was in it that my father hated. It was about one of Poseidon kids he had with a mortal, that was accuse of stealing Zeus thonder bolt. As I was working on my paper and trying my best to not throw my laptop out the window because I not finding where to collect more information on Poseidon that there was a knock on my do

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 fortunately for me I didn’t get my fathers 6’7 height. “Fine, can I at least go out?” I asked them to follow them out to the car where Percy was standing by the car, waiting for them. Percy was about 6’7 and had grass green eyes with dirty blonde hair. But Percy isn’t one of the… funniest guys to be around.

I certainly was. Percy was nothing, but gentle. He was slow to undress me, which did nothing to prove his words of being quick. He stood up undressing himself, showing me the toned muscles I didn't know he had. Apparently Percy had gotten a tattoo at some point that he told none of us about. It was a black hole over his heart, leaking black fluid over his chest with small stars and planets inside of it.

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.