Percy Jackson In Ancient Greece Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her mind was quick to pic up on her Greek name, her official name she tried not to widen her eyes but the subtle movement was seen by him, “W-what are you talking about? W-whos that?” He narrowed his eyes at her and pulled er off the road towards a building. He trapped her between his arms wanting to dig deeper. “I should think a Greek would know the name of the Greek goddess of fate.” She couldn’t hide from his piercing eyes. She tried to look away but he grabbed her chin forcing her to look into his eyes. Andi wanted to disappear. But instead, she became defiant. “What makes you think that all Greeks know about them? Could be that we aren’t taught or the simple fact that I didn’t pay atten

I could never be responsible for his death. "We can fight together! Achilles has the blood of the last Lycan King and I have the blood of the demigod and hero, Hercules," Perseus explains. "If only an ancestral power can save you, then you're with the right people!" "Exactly! There must be some way of activating our inherited powers. They are currently dormant." Achilles sits down on the other side of me and takes my other hand. I’m hurting and their words just make it worse. I can almost taste the curse on the tip of my tongue. I'm relieved to hear of their powers and my resolve strengthens even more.

Cia, she is the daughter of Hecate and she is a pure-blood because she came straight from Naitura. Ive picked up the green grape on the counter, chewed and swallowed it dramatically. "I'm busy. But, I think this is an important thing. That's why I took the time to come. Apparently, just discussing the prophecy." Poseidon wanted to drown the arrogant boy in front of him. "Do you want to visit the Mariana Trench?" Ive choked. It's not an invitation to travel. But the sea god wanted to kill Ive on purpose. "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?"

I watch as Alexander and Odysseus walk toward the centaur camp, leaving the meager cover we’d found behind a cluster of boulders. I’m still bitter that Rick Riordan’s party-obsessed, fun-loving centaurs aren’t real. Granted, the guy’s human and probably never met an actual centaur—but still. I loved Percy Jackson as a kid. I just wanted some of it to be true.

“You must really like seeing me fall then.” I chuckled. Fun was the least of it. I couldn't handle seeing him fall or get hurt...but he didn't need to know that. “You should ask yourself why you do that often.” I regretted it the moment the words came out. Bitting my lips and watching him, he didn't quite seem bothered. To the contrary, he laughed. “Probably one of the spells you have on me, Medusa.” I lifted a brow at him. “What’s that?” “A witch from Percy Jackson, ” he said with his lips curled up.

Hades supported his wife. “That’s what I’m saying.” Dionysus groaned and pinched his nose bridge. “Gosh, I need alcohol inside my system. I can’t function well.” “The silver lining is the lord needs to stir Ryuzaki.” “Yes.” Dionysus agreed to Persephone. “She needs to take Ryuzaki in order for our Daddy to move.” “Ew.” “Ukh!” Persephone and Hades groaned and almost vomited. “Your words induce our vomit.” Persephone fumbled her dress hard. Her fist had become red because of how tight her fist was.

"The plan your eminence is to stage a small war, one to get Zeus out but not enough for him to need the bolt. And also, to get all the other gods out and fighting." Balchazar spoke like an educated man....well, in ancient Greece, that wasn't like any surprise. The men were on top and us women were down below, I would know, I was slut shamed for being raped. Thank you ancient Greece! If you couldn't tell, I was being sarcastic in the last part.

Jessica stuttered. Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “Who do you even fucking think Persephone is?” Jessica’s eyes widened at the codename of the informant who had given her the information on the Phantom XIII of Hati. “Persephone is the name of the companion of the Goddess of Witchcraft, Hekate, in Greek mythology.” Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “That’s right. I am Persephone. You really should have done your research properly. I allowed you to get that information on purpose.”

"Oh come off it. It really isn't a bother. I doubt that you have had a meal either." I watched as Grey chuckled at my mum's revelation. Mum left and I and Grey were in the room alone. I looked at him with a smile. "Mum would never let you come around and leave without a meal." "I can see that. She is quite the giver of hospitality." "If this was Ancient Greece, I bet that she would be Zeus' favourite." I saw a smile spread across Grey's face. "Well, it seems that someone has been studying their greek myhology. Yes, she would be Zeus' favourite. I just hope that he doesn't get too carried away and..."

It was as if he were telling Aria he would listen no matter how impossible it might sound. Aria saw the walls finally come down, and the ache in her chest cut even deeper. She shifted in her seat and let her voice go gentler. But she kept every word clear and sure, carrying warmth that felt like it had traveled across a thousand years. She began to tell him the story that reincarnation had buried. "Percy, in your past life, you were the fourth apprentice of the Hollowlight Sect." The words hit him, and his heart lurched hard, as if a key had just slid into a lock hidden somewhere inside his soul and turned. The fragmented visions that had been trickling through his mind erupted all at once,