Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

By his side was where I would always belong. "You want a mess?" Percival asked with an eyebrow raised. He placed his elbow on the table and rested the side of his chin against his knuckles. "We can start in your company," he suggested. Cadmus huffed and straightened his back. His eyes started throwing daggers back at Percival's. "What are you? Her lapdog?" Cadmus snarled. An amused chuckle slipped out of Percy's lips as he leaned back. He glanced at me, and a smirk tugged on his lips before looking back at Cadmus. "I worship her."

"Oh, really? Well, if I wanted to save the lives of animals, I could’ve become a veterinarian. And if I wanted to save the Devil, I would’ve become a preacher. But you see, I’m a doctor, and the oath I took was only to save humans—not animals like you… or should I call you manimal?" The room crackles with tension as the prisoners exchange glances, realizing there is no hope of escape. The air is thick with dread, and even Jason, who has witnessed much bloodshed in his life, seems uncomfortable. Percy, however, thrives in this setting. His hands, steady and practiced, hold the syringes as if they are extensions of his very soul.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

Alpha Reuel sighed, “My apologies. That would be ‘wielded’, as I’m sure they would've carried on with his execution by now.” Keyleth met my eyes, her warm brown skin glowing in the sunlight. Her attention had been across the dias some minutes ago, but now they were at me—concern evident in her eyes. Father’s lips were pressed in a thin line, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. News like these were the sole reason I had to keep the embers in my chest a secret. I was an elemental, my powers having showed themselves early when I was just an infant. “That's quite unfortunate,” father’s hand wrapped around the handle of the chair he sat on, strands of his long dark-brown hair coming out of the braids

He seems nervous, as he regards me, his hands trembling ever so slightly. "You're in the immortal lands, in my home. My name is Aspen, Alpha Asher's brother," he explains. I'm shocked into silence for a long second. From what I remember about Alpha Asher, he has the same cut jawline and sloping cheekbones. There eyes are marginally different; as is their hair. Aspen's hair is slightly less disheveled and a soft, wood brown. "Immortal lands," I say slowly, giving my mind time to process that. "Are you immortal?"

As soon as he reached, he saw Brian biting Edmund and Serene crying her eyeballs out in fear. Percy was same age as Edmund and Brian but he was not some special werewolf or Alpha like them. He was a normal unchanged werewolf and he was nothing compared to them in power. But when he saw his only friend getting attacked, he just couldn’t stand there and watch him die in pain. So, he grabbed the shovel kept near the training field and ran towards them. He attacked Brian with the shovel. Angry Brian left Edmund and turned towards him. He didn’t wait for a second and attacked him. With his one foot on his head and weak Percy fell on the floor unconscious.

I clenched my eyes shut, not opening them until I had willed the beast away. Suddenly, I heard Theo snap her fingers together. "You still with me?" My gaze shot up to hers. The warm brown was as comforting as the Ilios soil. "I am. Tell me, what contact do you have on Zeus 9?" I asked, maintaining her gaze to distract my wandering eyes from any bit of naked flesh visible from her robe. "A guy called the Pantomath," Theo answered. "Ever heard of him?" "Unfortunately." A warlock who sold his soul to a demon for the ability to remember everything he's ever been told. A man who claims to know everything. "Why would you be in contact with him?"

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.”

the girl asked again excitedly. Odin groaned, “I I am no hero, I catch the bastards. I am the bad guy.” “Well, I like this part of you Ichabod. You should be like this more often. It’s fun.” She said. “Something is going to happen right now little girl. Try not to run away…” Tracy chuckled, “you don’t scare me Odin. I know you won’t hurt me.” Odin frowned, a bit impressed but this was replaced with a sudden pain throughout his body as he felt himself change back to Ichabod….

Forced to wed Hades, the God of the underworld, Persephone lived a miserable life despite being the daughter of Zeus. She found her bestfriend in her own brother Kratos who, like her was betrayed by their own. They were more than similar than they thought they were not.