Percy Jackson Phoebe Novels & Stories

Her expression remained stoic, devoid of any warmth or emotion, as she met Jackson's gaze head-on. "Why are you looking so proud? Don't forget what you did and if this comes to Ana's attention today, she would hardly like to talk to you directly," Jackson told Phoebe with a dirty scowl on his face as if he had an absolute hatred for Phoebe even though they were best friends in college.

“Hello, Jared.” Jared looked at her with both confusion and curiosity. “Hi,” he said softly, glancing back at me for reassurance. I smiled, nodding at him. “Jared, this is your Aunt Phoebe. She’s your mommy’s sister.” Phoebe reached out tentatively, as if afraid he might pull away, but Jared surprised us both. He stepped forward, allowing her to wrap him in her arms. His small hands rested on her shoulders, and though he seemed unsure, he still smiled warmly.

"Ouch, you'll bust my eardrum out" Phoebe expressed as she wince in pain holding her ears. She brought down her hands and stretched her hand to introduce herself. " Sorry, I am Phoebe Meyers, and I am one of the recruits of the institute. " Recu..t, Institute. Eric found it hard to comprehend what she was hearing. " What the hell are you talking about??." This is my flight and I made sure that I won't be disturbed by anyone and yet here you are saying God knows what.."

Happy Phoebe had longed abandon me with irritated Phoebe, who was mad at my ignorance. "With all due respect I doubt lycans are completely like werewolves," I told her pointedly. Phoebe was a werewolf, so I quickly understood why she got so defensive and as far as I could tell, she hadn't found her mate yet and she seemed to dread the day. I was curious to know what it was about it that scared her but I decided to ask a different time, hopefully a time where she couldn't run away from the conversation. Phoebe was so closed off, I really wanted to know everything about her. I wouldn't read her mind.

“Oh, that’s too bad. But you have the weekend off, right? It won’t interfere with your work time. I’ll talk to Xander if you’re afraid he won’t let you.” “Thanks. I’m sure he’ll be happy to sail with you on the weekend.” "Perfect! Then we should buy some bikinis for sunbathing. Bev's parents' yacht is very large. You'll like it." Phoebe was very enthusiastic that afternoon. She dragged Angel around the shopping center to look for the things she needed. She treated Angel like her own sister, which only made Angel's guilt towards Phoebe even greater. Angel couldn't imagine how Phoebe would react if she found out that she and Xander slept together while in Paris.

FARRAH "Why couldn't we hide on a tropical island?" Phoebe moans at the breakfast table. "Greece was really cool. We could've gone somewhere where it's summer." I roll my eyes at her. "Spoilt much? You sound a little like Raquel." She pulls a face like I poured sour milk into her cereal. "Do not make that comparison ever again. I'm going to have to wash my ears out." I can't help but smirk. "I thought you liked her. She has a lot of I*******m followers, remember? "

Savannah shouts while holding my phone. Phoebe suddenly entered the room with Meggay, Meggay was reading a book while walking and Phoebe just pouted. "Our broken Olivia finally has a Boyfriend!" Phoebe burst into tears and ran to hug me. "Don't let me hurt you again! I won't allow it!" Phoebe said while crying, I just laughed at her actions but in my heart felt warm. I caressed her hair and chuckled, "You know I kick people when I get hurt!"

"What I want to know is, what the hell are you doing here? And how did you find out that I was here?" Phoebe's smile never wavered. "Oh, it was easy," she said, her voice light and airy. "I follow your secretary's postings on I*******m, and he kind of posted pictures of you guys being here, so I thought it wouldn't be harmful to see you at least before I go back." My eyes locked onto hers, my gaze intense. "Go back where?" I asked, my voice low and menacing. Phoebe's smile faltered for a moment, and I saw a flicker of something in her eyes - something that looked almost like fear. But it was quickly replaced by her usual nonchalant expression.

The woman came to me as she pulled my hand and I didn't know what to say when she started shaking it. “Good morning, lady Calliope! I heard a lot about you from Master Aeneas!”, she said in a happy manner. I wonder what Master Aeneas is saying to her about me. I wish it was good… “Good morning Miss Phoebe you can just call me Calliope”, I said as I tried pulling my hands away from him. “Oh, drop the Miss, Calliope”, she said cheerfully as she kept on shaking my hand. Phoebe is a great woman, she keeps on telling her life and I just keep on listening to her. She is jolly and I was seeing Rebecca with her. I know for sure that if ever they met each other they would click. They have the same at

I turned toward Phoebe, who was standing quietly a few steps away, watching us. “Phoebe,” I said, gesturing between them. “This is Sybil. My childhood friend.” Sybil let out a small smile, stretching her hand forward.“Nice to meet you, phoebe.” Phoebe stared at Sybil's hand for a moment. She hesitated before taking the handshake. “Same here.” Her expression shifted but I caught it before she could replace it with a soft smile.