Percy Jackson Mom Novels & Stories

but it seems like the conversation needs to happen now, or mom won't be able to focus when we pass judgment on Bryan. "Mom," I say in a questioning tone that makes her snap from whatever daze she was in. "Yeah, what? I'm sorry, honey. I was thinking..... Miranda's reaction this morning is normal. She will be okay as long as we remain supportive," mom says, and I exchange glances with my fathers. "Amelia, what happened in the Goddess's realm," Father Jason asks in a low voice that makes my mother stiffen up. She looks away from all of us before standing. She heads back to the window she stood before yesterday, and we wait. Patience has never been easy for me, but I can tell my mother is strug

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.

I bought a house, got a cat, learned to invest, and finally bought the clothes I liked. I thought I had completely cut myself off from my family. However, ten years later, an unknown number shattered my peace. "Emily, it's me, Arnold. Mom had a stroke and is still in the ICU. The doctor says we need a hundred thousand dollars. Emily, you know I'm not working, and Mom put all the family's savings into some investment that went bust." "I see," I replied flatly. "'I see'? That's all you have to say? She's our mother! Do you have any conscience at all?"

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

Then: “...I don’t know. I’ve never had to. I’ve always paid. That’s how I show I care.” “That’s how you show you’re in control,” Priya said. “Different thing.” Kael hung up. At the shop, Adia was pulling shots too hard. Breaking cups. Her mom took one look at her and said, “Go home. Talk to him.” “I’m not going back until he apologizes,” Adia said. “He will,” her mom said. “But not if you’re not there to hear it.” *THE COMEBACK* Kael was on the floor when Adia got home.

Instead, he was looking at me with a hint of curiosity. The woman, whose hand Julian held, was dressed in a long, white dress. She had an elegant and gentle air, yet she was nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear under my scrutiny. Yohan noticed the way I was staring at Emily Walker. He then stood protectively in front of her. If I truly had lost my memories, I might actually believe that these people before me were a loving family of three. Julian tugged at Yohan's hand and whispered, "Since Mommy lost her memories, does that mean you guys can get a divorce now, Daddy?"

Why won't she say it for me? Charlotte was in a princess dress, and Mama had a soft smile on her face I'd never seen before. Mommy, is there no room for me in this house? Then the door flew open.

Jacob said, looking at Andrea with a smile. "Look who we have here. He finally remembers his mother," Mrs. Jones said happily as she walked over to them and gave Jacob a hug. Mrs. Jones, who is in her late forties, has stunning emerald green eyes and soft, chestnut hair that stops just above her shoulders. She caught Andrea's attention in a multicolored floral dress that highlighted her fair complexion. Even Andrea couldn't help but feel intimidated by her beauty. Andrea's smile slowly faded away, and a faint gasp escaped her lips as recognition finally dawned on her: "Her? The lady I met at the boutique is Jacob's mom."She thought to herself inwardly.

I ask as she hands it to me with my favorite international blend? "Alright, keep your secrets to yourself. But remember, you can't keep secrets from your mother. I know everything." My mother thinks she is like Santa. She sees me when I am awake and knows my thoughts. Like an audience that I don't want, invading my privacy. Twenty minutes later, Percy shows up, and my mother has disappeared into her soap operas. The romances on those shows make me wonder if people really are as messed up as all of that. I toss my duffle bag into the trunk of Percy's car. He didn't bother cleaning his car before this trip. What an asshole. The trash in his car smells like the rejects of a baseball stadium gam