Percy Jackson Goat Guy Novels & Stories

Rex added with an evil smirk, “revenge is sweet, isn’t it dung master?” “Although I do like a good gag, that was a little too much for me, I actually thought something was wrong, what is that old human story, the boy who called goat..” Markus added, rubbing his temple, it seemed this trip was giving him more grey hairs the longer it took and Rex was not helping. “You mean cried wolf? Why would goats be dangerous?” Rex said trying to supress a laugh.

This is a new fish for the cheerleading girls. "Who's this god in our class?" Stacey leans over and asks me. "I dunno. I think one of the Greek gods escaped the history books" I reply. Our Greek god guy is tall, like a basketballer. His hair is a lustrous brown the shade of chestnut. He has the healthy complexion of one who spends a lot of time under the sun. The class is so silent that it is possible to hear a pin drop. Very unusual for this class. Even the boys are captured.

It moved with an eerie fluidity that defied its massive size. Pelin gripped my arm, her breath shallow. “Tell me that’s not real,” she whispered. “It’s real,” I said, forcing myself to look. “And it’s not alone.” Capricorn, the sea goat, swam alongside it. Half-beast, half-fish, its spiraling horns cut through the water with terrifying grace. Its muscular upper body merged into a powerful, scaled tail, propelling it forward like a nightmare from the depths of the ocean.

Oh, suddenly, the demon attack that forced us here and his threatening text has been wiped off from history, She growled at me. Do you think it's a vampire? Naah babes, She sighed, It's a weregoat. He is the Alpha of the were goats and his ferocious bleats are really threatening and….why was I paired with you again? Shut up, Cora! I blocked her out and just then I felt a presence behind me. It was him. He was so close that I was sure if I stepped back I would crash against his form. I wanted to turn around but I couldn't, I desperately wanted to see if he was there for real or it was just his ghostly presence as usual

The Hat Creek Cattle Company didn’t trade in them, an it was unlikely that Bolivar was buying them out of his own pocket—stealing goats was probably his way of keeping up hi old skills. His old skills did not include cooking. The goat meat tasted like it had been fried in tar, but Augustus was th only member of the establishment sensitive enough to raise a complaint. “Bol, where’d you get the tar you fried this goa in?” he asked regularly, his quiet attempt at wit falling as usual on deaf ears. Bolivar ignored all queries, direct or indirect Augustus was getting about ready to start talking to the sow and the shoat when he saw Call and Pea Eye walking up fro

I watched as the guy left and the one thing that keep sticking in my mind that he seemed to be a strange guy but I’m not sure why that is. “What’s wrong baby girl?” “Who is that guy?” “That’s Dionysus, and he’s the god of wine and pleasure. He also the son of Zeus. Why don’t you go pick out a ring that you like to get.”

I questioned Foster, sweeping my gaze over to him. He looks over at me and with a sigh, answered. "The blonde one, with red streaks in his hair is Lester. Kinda a goth, kinda weirdly always quiet. The one with brown long hair is Damon. That one is literally a man whore and usually causes trouble around here. The guy they were beating up, his name is Casper. They usually always have an issue with him. And the one who literally screams danger with inky black shaggy hair is Raiden. That one, he's literally the God of the school. Everyone literally worship the ground he walks on. Can you blame them though? Guy is a walking super model." My nose twitched. "But seems like a huge bully. All three o

Chapter 4 (Part 1) A muffled sob escaped Daeira's duct-taped mouth which snapped the beast's attention to her. It growled which made two half human half goat, a Satyrs, stood up and made their way to her. They freed her hands inbound as well as removed the restraints on her mouth. That made her tremors visible in everyone's eyes including the beast. It rounded the throne while the two hunters attended him. He came out a man with a black robe, just before he can close the robe, she was greeted with powerful muscles lines across his abdomen and a strange tattoo down his chest. She was half thankful he wasn't naked down below or she will feel embarrassed.

The overwhelming scent surged into his brain, preventing him from swallowing. "Swallow it," urged Jacopo. "P-Please…" Lord Goyo's cheeks twitched. "G-Great Path, why does this elixir taste like… like goat manure?" "You fool!" Jacopo cursed, "Do you dare compare my blessing to filth?" Dropping to his knees, Lord Goyo managed to gulp down the elixir, suppressing his utter disgust. Jacopo watched him retch, barely containing his laughter. "Great Path…" Lord Goyo gagged. "The taste, it's…" He pinched his nose, retching even more. "It's awful!"

That voice was loud yet eerie, like that of a baby yet carrying a sinister and odd charm. As everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the voice, a huge figure appeared in their sights. Everyone, including Andrius, was stunned when they saw the creature’s true form. Towering above them, it had a human face on a goat’s body with monstrous eyes under its armpits, sharp teeth, and drool occasionally dripping from its mouth. “That’s…” Visibly shaken, Briar cried hoarsely, “Gluttony!”