Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

' again from Cleon and a nod from her godfather before she turned to the male and said, "If you did not make such an entrance into my room, you would not have died." Achilles Eliades, son of Gerasimus Eliades was the typical Ares Familiar type. Tall, muscular, tanned skin with brown hair and bright eyes. A man that spoke brawn over brains. "I got the cake made, I deserved to see it through." "You don't deserve anything." Persephone replied, "And please, by the gods, tell me you have brought me another brood of vipers as a birthday present." "You should show more respect to my children."

"My father just tried to trick me out." "WHAT?" Percy yelled, checking her body. "I knew the guy was an asshole, but that's just, wow." Percy looked at Blake pleadingly. "Malakai, can I talk to you for a second? Livia is the prospect I have been talking about. She's smart and a victim of child abuse. I think we should take her with us," "What makes you think I would go anywhere with strangers? Besides Blake and Percy, I know none of you." A boy came up to me, reaching for a handshake. "I am Heath, the youngest of the group. Luca, Asa, Jonah, and Alaric. But, of course, you already know Blake and Percy."

“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.

"We're still studying the case of the two missing guardians as well as the hibernating one. We're hoping for the best of course, but we're also preparing ourselves for the worst. If the two missing alphas are still alive or even just one of them, he would be a big help to you and Percy." When we arrived at the secret place, I finally met Percy. He was kinda intimidating with his broad and well-toned body plus his outfit looked so professional with a black coat and shades, covering his eyes. When he removed his shades, there I was amazed at his emerald glittering eyes. He was indeed a wizard as even his eyes were shouting magic within him. I got comfortable around him real quick as he was tot

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

“So that’s how it is. I apologize miss Akari. I did not tell you anything about his transfer here before hand. I truly apologize for that but I will let you on a little secret, please try your best to hide this from everyone else but that kid is Ven Angelo and Gwen Kray’s successor.” Percy knew that she would have this kind of reaction and so he brings her back to reality. “I know. This is going to be hard to process but that is what his identity is. The reason he was staring at you because he might be trying to compare his master’s lessons and your lessons.” He added and then looks at her stunned face. “Impossible- so that’s why his ability is quite threatening as well.” Percy almost jolt

"You are the King of Olympus, so act accordingly. " I follow the sound to its source finding a well groomed man in his early twenties in a light blue suit holding a staff. "That's so mean Poseidon." Zeus pouts striking me by lightening. Poseidon? The God of the mighty sea? The wielder of the powerful trident? The father of the awesome, the savvy, the great PERCY JACKSONjQuery21402353378429486861_1596566707202? I was moments away from interviewing him before the last of the three main Gods appear making us realise of his presence only when he wanted us to.

Is this what being excited feels like? I told him everything that happened with Everett. I told him about the meeting, the fighting, and the help we have coming. Percy kept a very serious and emotionless face the entire time. I really thought he would crack a smile or at least a smirk, but nothing. Even though he had just been laughing before we started talking. "Can we trust this Jason?" Percy asked, his brows furrowed. He was thinking it all through. Percy is the most calculated person I know. Not a single move is done without having thought it through a million times. Without having seen all the possibilities of that move. He won't even change seats with someone without checking that it w

Morrigan scribbled on a parchment laid in front of her as the back of her tutor face her, reciting to her about the history of Hymir. Her eyes are drooping down as she fights the urge to sleep and could only sigh silently as she keeps her yawn down.

He wore dark jeans, evidence of blending in with the humans, and had his trident in one hand. " You too. I can see you somewhat love to be in their clothing." Zeus replied smugly. "I do, but, once I get back into the vast seas, they're rendered useless. They seem to rip right off." He said, forking up a piece of food. His huge hands made the fork look incredibly small. "That's because you're too big for it, once you're in the water." Hermes added, Chuckling. "Enough! Nobody talks until we're done eating." Hera added with a Stern voice. She never had any subtle bone in her, maybe she does, maybe she pretends not to.