Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

He shook his head as if to try to physically knock the unwelcome thoughts out of his brain. Gathering his emotions more tightly under control, he squared his shoulders and stood tall, pointing an accusing finger at the dark-haired witch. "You will not destroy me! I am Brandur of Clan Sköll, known as The Destroyer for a reason!" The woman sighed heavily, and he thought he saw her roll her eyes. "Freya help me," Astrid murmured, raising her hands in a supplicating gesture toward the skies. "Once again, Brandur of Clan Sköll, I am not here to harm you. You are far too important for that."

“You didn’t have to do that.” “Yes, I did,” he whispered, pressing his lips to my shoulder. He lets his lips linger there for a moment before he pulled away, breathing against my neck as he did. “I should have done it a long time ago. I was wrong to delay it until now.” I turned in his arms, searching his eyes for hesitation, but there wasn’t any. Just sincerity. Just warmth. Just Damon. “I’ve never belonged anywhere, Damon,” I admitted, barely able to find my voice. “Turn My parents have died. Even when I lived here, I was always the Omega, the outcast, the orphan who everyone pitied.”

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.

Dante said, as I kept my eyes on the phone, my heart racing against my ribcage as I tried processing what he was saying. “Why?” I asked, frowning in confusion “regardless whatever it is, why would he be doing such a thing?” “I’m not sure, we’re yet to find anything about him” Dante said, looking at me, studying my expression as I handed him the phone. He took it from me and scrolling through it again, he handed me the device and I frowned when I saw the picture of Giovanni’s car, and Mattia standing in what looked like the inside of his parking, his back to the car as he smoked a cigarette “he’s an Alpha, Alpha Nicolas to be more specific, and I don’t know why, but I have reason to believe

I watched as he created the bubbles for Kel and Diego and we all jumped into the water and swam for his palace. On the way, I had to ask one important question that has been bugging my mind. " Sorry, but does it mean Percy Jackson is real and is my half-brother?" I'm an absolute fan of him and I've read basically every book there is about him. I didn't think he was real. " Oh, Percy is very real and yes, he's your half brother" That's sooooo cool. Omigosh.

There suddenly erupted a thunderous roar from outside the Yggdrasil Palace. Immediately afterward, a robust voice shouted, “Thieves of the Yggdrasil Sect, come out and face your death!” When he heard this, Perthacus’ face darkened. “This troublesome fellow is here again.” “Who’s that?” James asked. Perthacus gritted his teeth. “He calls himself the Punisher of the Nine Heavens. Despite being only at the peak of the Ninth Tribulation, he’s remarkably powerful. Each time he appears, we lose several of our peak Ninth Tribulation powerhouses.”

It looked like Hector. "Is that?" Kaylee quickly closed the drawing with her chest and peeped surprised. "Is that Hector?" Tala saw Kaylee was red in her face, almost like she was embarrassed "It, is him" "Why would you draw someone who keeps you hostage here?" She brought the drawing forward again and looked at it "We are all hostage here" "Even Hector?" She nodded. "How? Hector has powerful spells, he's a warlock?" "Warlock yes, but not a witch"

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.

I asked him, panic thick in my voice as I suddenly looked around in fright and waited for whatever this evil may be to suddenly attack me since I was aware of its existence. "Tis a tale, is it not?" he casually spoke with a shrug and I shook my head. "There is truth in myths, Abigor. You of all people should know that," he was a man of intelligence, no doubt a man that should be aware of truths in all matters myth or folklore, "and what you have described...only one mythical creature is capable of sucking the blood out of its victims..." Master Abigor looked down at me, his eyes emotionless yet eager. The left corner of his lips slightly raised as he gave me a slow blink, "and which mythical

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair