Percy Jackson Real Name Novels & Stories

Jackson leaves, the day passing by quietly, I sit looking at Alex. "You know, I'm not sure we chose the right name for him now." Marcus looks at me confused then shakes his head. "We did, your dad's middle name was called Alex, he is called Alex after your dad Anaya, besides, they don't share a name, his real name is Alexander remember? Our boy is just Alex." I nod, I hate the fact someone who hurt me shares the name, but he is right. His name is Alexander, just the team called him Alex. The day passes by, and Marcus gets the kids in bed, ordering me to sit and watch Tv and relax.

The moment that the back of his hand touches my cheeks, I can’t help but purr with happiness. “Anya,” I heard the man in a leather jacket say, I angrily turned to him and hissed. I don’t know why these people keep calling me that when clearly it was not my name. “Do you hate that name so much?” My ocean-blue-eyed prince asks. I stop and thought about it. Do I really hate being called that? I turned to my ocean-blue-eyed prince and said, “Not really,” I said with a smile. “But my name is Persephone, not Anya.”

Lucas burst into laughter at that question. “Actually no,” he said through chuckles wiping a tear from his eye. “She changes her name every century or so. We all do. My real name is Leander, Astrid’s real name is Aeliana. I know there is a lot you don’t know about her, but it doesn’t mean you don’t know her. You know what she’s like, you know what her soul and heart are like and that’s what matters.” He reassured me. He stood up again shaking the dirt off his bottom. “I am gonna go down to the tunnels and see if I can’t find Astrid. I’ll let her know that I explained everything to you. I am sorry she warped out, but you have to understand it’s hard for her to talk about. She showed you it be

As my gaze traveled all the way to his face, I found his glass-like blue eyes staring into mine. He let out a low, throaty laughter when our eyes met. “You should be worried about yourself right now, not my hard cock,” he reminded me. Yeah. He’s right. I should be worried about myself now, not him. “What’s your name?” “Percy Claude.” “Major?” “Business admin.” “How old are you?” “…22,” I hesitated. He looked at me with surprise for the first time since I met him. “Really? Why do you look like this then?”

I watched as he created the bubbles for Kel and Diego and we all jumped into the water and swam for his palace. On the way, I had to ask one important question that has been bugging my mind. " Sorry, but does it mean Percy Jackson is real and is my half-brother?" I'm an absolute fan of him and I've read basically every book there is about him. I didn't think he was real. " Oh, Percy is very real and yes, he's your half brother" That's sooooo cool. Omigosh.

“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

He became calm. "Are you okay? She will never scold you again. Hush." He said softly as he brushes the tears in my eyes away. I tilted my head in confusion. "Why did you call me Persephone? My name is Agape. Not Persephone. Who is Persephone, Cakeu?" It can't be Hades' Persephone, right? It's the second time he called me by that name. What does he want to say? "I know you're Agape."

I stop when i notice him, watching me with amusement as a smile is peeking from the corner of his lips. "I am rumbling, sorry, i tend to do that." I raise my hand apologetically. "I am Amy, and this is...", dragging him slightly to my side, he averts his eyes from the pigeons. "... Percy, my firstborn. Last year of high school." I smile proudly, clutching my folders and holding my hand out for him to shake. "Firstborn?", he asks, his eyebrows furrowed. His gaze never left mine as he reaches out for my hand.

he said again, this time he stood immobile, his palms dipped into his pocket as he stared at me. “Who are you? How do you know me?'' I managed to speak. One thing I won't believe is that he won't harm me, that statement is a difficult one to believe. He pulled his tiny lips into a smile, his looks are familiar, but I don't want to think of who he is. “My name is Peter Jackson,” he uttered and I swallowed hard. I wasn't mistaken, his looks were like that of Alpha Michael but I just wanted to be sure that it was his blood. “I'm his half brother, that's why I am here,” he added.

It took me a while to realize that it wasn't Kevin speaking to me but the voice in my head reminding me why I shouldn’t trust anyone. When I woke up, I realized that I was in the back of a car with a familiar scent I could never forget, I stirred shaking down the cloth drapped over my body. I sat upright and held my banging head in my arm as I stared out the window, the urge to be afraid drowned when I found the eyes of the driver in the review mirror. Percy. Percy Alexandro. Percy Alexandro. Percy Alexandro. The boy from all those years.