Percy Jackson Mom Novels & Stories

"He was asking for more money, he had gambled away the townhouse. He lost it already. Last I heard, he was living in motels that was why your mom finally left him." "The hell, I thought my mom was reconnecting with her family?" "Yeah, it was a freak coincidence I guess, losing the house finally finalizes your mom's decision to divorce your dad and finally leave the country. And I'm guessing your dad got furious with your mom and then tracked her down to our last meet-up with her. And today, you see him end his life." Percy explained carefully, interrupting my words while he tucked me into the bed. "Seriously Percy? I haven't even had dinner yet, I'm not ready for bed."

Mom walked up to me and squats down before me then placed her hand on my cheek. "Don't cry my dear. Leave that energy for revenge and battle. Don't forget the fact that the person your father had a car accident with is senator Veronica Hampton's husband and she is already looking for you. she has laid low for so many years and now I heard that she's looking for you, you have to be ready for me, for yourself, for your father and for the love you have for Ace. Revenge and let that woman understand that our families were both victims of a greedy family member who was so obsessed with money." She told me while holding my jaw firmly in her hand.

Percy quickly moved as she crossed in front of his door, making sure she didn't notice him. Percy’s curiosity was piqued. He needed to know more. Silently, he crept towards the door, careful not to make a sound. Peering through the crack, he saw his mother, her face a mask of anger and determination. Marissa stood nearby, wringing her hands nervously behind her. "This Jake,” his mother continued murmuring as she walked, “he’s not just some random kid. There’s history. Connections. And that transaction… it’s the key to everything. If only those detectives could do their jobs.”

Percy said “ Just make sure that you don't mess with the people that I love. Or else, I’ll end you.” The manner that he said so casually made a chill ran up my spine. He wasn't joking, and he didn't have a reason to. “I’ll find the restroom and…and be on my way.” I said then hurried off. The next day, the call came just as I was staring at the ceiling, my mind drifting in and out of a haze I could no longer tell was exhaustion or madness. “Haven,” my mother’s voice crackled through the phone. “Come to the police station and pick me up.”

When they mentioned to Dominic that they came from Bordertown and moved to Westwood because their mother got a new job in a big Fashion and Clothing company, he was taken aback. "So tell me Shantel, what is the name of your mother?" He decided to ask. "The one and only child of Mr. Throndsen Romero... "MELINA ARYA THRONDSEN...

ELENA POV I swallowed watching the girl who was clearly waiting for my reply. I opened my mouth to reply but Aldric's Mom beat me to it. “I don't see how my daughter in-law owes you any explanation.” I guess Aldric's Mom responding was a shock to them as it was to me. The pedicurist chuckled nervously as stared at Aldric's Mom. “Oh, I'm sorry, everyone's just talking…” “What happens in my family concerns my family, you have no right to question a Harrison, understand?” Aldric's Mom said annoyingly.

Leonidas said, the memory striking something in his guts that made him gulp in and say, "I did not see her Mother." At those words, he saw something in his Father's eyes that he had not seen in years. A fleeting look of love and hope, and though it lasted only a minute and Leonidas was staring at his sharp blue eyes again, he wondered why he saw it, "Nektaria..., I do not know about it." Nektaria... She must be Persephone's Mother, and by the way his Father spoke of her, a person from his past. Leonidas knew that if he did not divert this topic into safer ground, he would somehow end up spilling that he had signed his soul to the woman's daughter in exchange for shelter and sanity so said, "

"For wanting revenge on your son?" "He's not my son by blood. And even if he were..." Lucian's eyes met mine, hard and unyielding. "What he did was unforgivable. A man who abandons his responsibilities doesn't deserve protection." Something warm bloomed in my chest. Something dangerous. "So," I said slowly, testing the waters, "if I wanted to... discipline him. As his stepmother. You wouldn't stop me?" "Why would I stop you?" Lucian's smirk returned. "You're his mother now. It's your job to educate him."

"See this? This is a man named Oliver Erickson who lives in Unit 602, Building 3 of Smoraville Residences. "He's her son. She has more than one child, yet she only harasses Diana endlessly! And it's because she wants to milk Diana to fund her precious son! "Here's the video I took at the bank. She gets her pension on the ninth of every month! She used to be employed at a steel factory workshop before she retired!" The news dropped like a bombshell, and everyone went absolutely nuts. Right then, Mom spotted me. She was about to rush over when the crowd blocked her way.