Percy Jackson Quotes From The Book Novels & Stories

The kind that made your stomach hurt. Percy noticed immediately. "There she is." I rolled my eyes. "Shut up." "Nope." "You're annoying." "And you're finally smiling." My smile softened. Because she was right. I was. Eventually Percy jumped off the couch. "We're going out." I frowned. "No." "Yes." "No." "Yes." I groaned. "Percy." "You need fun." "I need sleep." "You need alcohol." I stared at her. "That's terrible advice." "Which is why we're doing it."

’You need to be protected’ my brows furrowed and I turned to look at him. ’No I don’t’ I said and pouted. Percy chuckled and smiled from ear to ear. ’Yes, you do’ ’I can protect myself’ ’Maybe, but I'll be behind you, protecting you where you can't see me’ I lifted a brow. ’Protecting me from who?’ I asked jokingly. Percys' eyes shifted color and took on a black shade, it looked like a storm in his eyes. ’From me. From others. From the world’ he said and looked away.

Before I could even think of closing my mouth the correction poured out of me. “Perfect,” I corrected. His eyebrows flew up at me as if asking me a question. His face was a mixture of curiosity, and annoyance. “The quote. It’s “The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain,” I said, looking back into his dangerous eyes, “I’ve read this book more times then I can count.” “Is that so? I like my version better,” he said. “You like your version even though your version is wrong?” I said, giving him a mocking smile, "That sounds like something a typical man would say."

Zeus' gentle voice was seriously creepy for Peerce now to hear. Authors Note: I wont make my characters little theatre from here:) But if you still like or want, just comment:) And also, your review is very much appreciated:)

Persephone yelled almost maniacally, "I see someone crying every night. I see someone scared that someone she loves would one day never wake up to the next. I see someone who is filled with so much self loathe and hates that anyone else is happy when she is not." "Shut up!" Stylani was yelling now, "You know nothing!" "That's where our differences lie, Laskaris." Persephone's voice was now soft again. "You still let yourself be used." "What am I supposed to do?!" She snapped. "She threatened me!" "You let yourself be threatened," Persephone replied. "You make yourself weak when you let threats get to you." "So I should let them kill her like they did to Mother?" "People die," Persephone repl

Scared for me. "I don't like being kept waiting. Annabeth." I took another shaky, jagged breath. My legs felt like lead as I took a step forward. Lord of the defenseless, I prayed, don't let him kill me tonight. ~~

Like beating Declan to the state of unconsciousness was something he had always wanted to do. “You punch like a bitch, you always have. Since we were kids.” Those had been Percy’s words and it made me think if perhaps Percy had indeed been meaning to beat up Declan. And despite the fact that he had denied it before, it had been very obvious then that Percy absolutely hated Declan. “Why did you come back then?” I asked. Percy shifted in his seat and put his hand into the pocket of his trouser, with his eyes still closed, he brought out a gold lighter and waved it at me.

I was the last to reach the scene of utter chaos, my eyes searching for only one through the crowd of gods, staff and soliders running on their toes or dragged along by their friends away and out of the two doors that shuts close with a bang leaving only a handful behind within a matter of seconds. "You don't deserve Percy Jackson!" I familiar voice rage directing the strange accusation at a very drunk Poseidon. Tired, sleepy and drunk she was unharmed, but was barely balancing herself on the stool by the open bar with a formal blue jacket draped over her shoulder.

"I know, baby girl and that's why I'm not letting him steal my thunder. Jeez, I shouldn't have told Percy days ago. So yeah, I love you, Jacqueline. I love you way before he did." At the same time, Percy said, "you snooze you lose." "Oh my god, it's like I'm living with frat boys," I told them. I was so ready to go out and head to the door, the hell with their love declaration. "Princess, stay." Two words, it only took Percy two fucking words and my inside was humming for his approval.

she finally interjected, slamming her register shut and waving her pen at me from a distance, earning a disapproving glance from Percy. "I heard you, and let me tell you, I don't give a damn," she hissed, her eyes piercing through me. "What? How can you not care? You're a girl too, just like me," I persisted, trying to reason with her. "Huh! We're not the same. You're from the group that remained strong while everyone else suffered during those chaotic times. You've got some nerve calling me out for not wanting to help you," she retorted angrily, tossing the pen in my direction. Percy swiftly intervened, catching it before it could hit me.