Percy Jackson Phoebe Novels & Stories

"I have no idea where he is. I was trying to separate these two, who were about to fight for my sister. I never knew Phoebe had a crush on Trevor, geez!" "I don't!" Phoebe's voice rang through the room. "I don't have a crush on Trevor." Trevor and Griffin's argument dried up immediately. Trevor turned to stare at her. "What?" Trevor asked. "I said I don't have a crush on you, and there is nothing more to explain." Phoebe said as she approached them. She grabbed Griffin by the hand. "You have to wear something neat if you want to stand close to me.'' Griffin followed her without saying a word, and Trevor just stood in the same spot like a tree as he watched them call. Her words kept ringing i

I remembered mom mentioning that he had a daughter who attended my school. “My daughter just went to the restroom,” Paul explained casually. “She’ll be back in a moment.” “Oh,” Mom said, smiling. “I can’t wait to meet her.” Then, a familiar figure walked toward us. I looked closely and almost flinched when I recognized her. Phoebe. My chest tightened, heat crawling up my neck as I watched her. How could she be here right now unless... “Dad,” she said, before pulling out the chair beside Paul. She greeted my mom and the twins before her eyes met mine. For a fraction of a second, surprise flashed across her face. Her mouth hung open as she stared at me.

Maybe she's copping onto him. My mom and Jack were getting on well together, laughing and chatting while standing in the garden having some wine. My father on the other hand seemed to be avoiding him like the plague since I introduced them a couple of hours ago. He didn't like him — that much was clear. I turned my head when I heard Penelope's laugh. She was looking cute in a little white lace sundress and matching hat. She was happy — probably happiest the most when she had his attention.

L “Don’t tell me that you’re the one clinging to them pathetically like a drowning rat?” “What, bitch?!” Phoebe screamed, enraged, losing all the cool she had practiced before cornering Aurora. She wasn’t going to make a scene, but hearing a swine like Aurora call her pathetic was over the top. She lunged forward to attack her, but Aurora rolled her eyes before swiftly sidestepping her. Phoebe couldn’t stop herself in time and crashed into the wooden step of the bridge.

Phoebe flew away from the vehicle and slammed against the ground at the side of the road. "Ow!" she yelped, squirming to get up but unable to against the force of Luke's powers. "What the?" Isaac's eyes darted around. When he realized Luke was responsible for Phoebe's peculiar behavior, he threw himself forward and wrapped two hands around his neck. "Phoebe and my mom are NOT vampires," he growled. Luke pulled unsuccessfully against his chokehold. With Luke's attention redirected to trying to breathe, he let Phoebe go. She groaned and sat up, staring at the commotion in the front seat.

“I’ll give you my very best puppy dog eyes if you say no. I know how much you hate it and I’ll try to make sure the one I give you this time around traumatizes you for life” I glanced at Phoebe again. Took her in. She was twenty-one, three years younger than Jeremy and me, and she managed to and she managed to appear both younger and older than her years. It was the way she carried herself, she’s so full of life like she has seen all parts of it, the good, the bad and the ugly and is choosing to embrace it and love it until it all the ugly parts become beautiful. In key terms she’s a fantasy fighter, the world thrives because there are ugly parts and probably she will learn that the hard way

The flames swayed with each breath of the wind, almost as if they were singing too. I felt the entire history of the Glass family swirling around us. Eventually, the glow dimmed. Anastasia drifted back into sleep, looking completely untouched by everything that had just happened. Seer Holly smiled. “She has been accepted.” Phoebe let out a shaky breath—then her body suddenly dipped, her strength giving out. I caught her instantly. “Phoebe!” “I’m… fine,” she whispered with a forced smile. “Just a little dizzy.” No. She wasn’t fine.

A small, amused smile played on his lips as he said, "Leon, this whole childhood crush thing of yours doesn't seem so pure to me." Leon narrowed his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?" Nathan clapped his hands, and the doors to the banquet hall swung open. A bodyguard escorted a tearful Phoebe inside. The moment she saw Leon, she rushed toward him and clung to his arm. "Leon, please stop. Let's just leave, okay?" Her pitiful appearance stunned not only Leon but me. In all my memories, Phoebe was always proud and aloof. This was the first time I had ever seen her beg.

Then, in an instant, she froze. Her entire body tensed, her pupils dilating slightly. Not far away, Gavin stood, his eyes fixed directly on her. Panic surged within her. Almost instinctively, she tried to pull her hand free from Alexander's grasp, as if distancing herself from him could somehow shield her from Gavin's gaze. But her subtle movement did not escape Alexander's sharp perception. His steps halted immediately. Lowering his head slightly, he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" "Sir, I just saw a friend. Can I go over and say hello?" Phoebe's voice was soft and careful, her nervousness evident in the way she glanced at him anxiously. She wasn't sure if Alexander had noticed Gavin,

Phoebe's Dad had passed away when she was a kid and she had been raised my her mom. Then her mother passed away too when she was in college. "I'm just saying. Stop being mad at him and just talk to him..." Phoebe continued. "See if you guys can work something out" Kimberly nodded. "You know sometimes you talk like you are a reasonable person" she said smiling. "But I know you well enough to know that you are not"