Percy Jackson Roleplay Novels & Stories

That is the last thing that I want for all of them. Slowly making my way to the training grounds, I can already hear the bickering of my two friends. "You are so stupid, Percy! I said you should dodge the attack! Why on earth did you do the exact opposite?" Rose puffed with her hands on her waist. "I didn't know you were hitting me for real! It is called sparring for a reason!" Percy facepalmed and went on holding his waist too. My lips formed a smile at the sight of them. Once I'm sixteen, I won't be seeing this scene.

Percy’s look says it all for him. “What the hell is going on here?”

I felt uncomfortable when he is around. Prince Percy shakes his head. "No, Gigi. I won't do that. I will not stay away from you. You promised that you will love and support me no what happened. You also promised me that you will help me to be the next alpha king." Upon hearing the words that Prince Percy told me I suddenly realized that maybe my role in the novel was that his lover who loves and supports him with all my heart despite knowing that he is not a good person. And maybe I also become an antagonist between Shan and Prince Phil's love story. But I don't have a plan to play along with my role in this novel because I don't care about them. All I care about is finding a person that cou

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.

Jason let out a scornful laugh. “Percy, don’t forget who you are. I was the one who gave you the chance to make a comeback. "Everything you have now—your position, your success—it all started because of me. If you don’t know what’s good for you, I can take it all back, just like that.” His words carried blatant threat. He thought Percy was a sensible businessman, someone who knew when to yield. But this time, Percy didn’t play along.

I watch as Alexander and Odysseus walk toward the centaur camp, leaving the meager cover we’d found behind a cluster of boulders. I’m still bitter that Rick Riordan’s party-obsessed, fun-loving centaurs aren’t real. Granted, the guy’s human and probably never met an actual centaur—but still. I loved Percy Jackson as a kid. I just wanted some of it to be true.

"It's him! It can only be him. After all, the purple-feathered beast is so hard to deal with. As the strongest of the clan, Percy is among the best in terms of attack power and speed. He's practically obligated to come out and challenge this." After waiting for so long, the time was finally set for the next battle. After Percy stood up to register, a swarm of others rushed over as well. Percy was like a large tree that provided shade for all of them. Even if they would not be able to shine, they would at least be able to benefit a little. They might be able to get one of the lesser prizes! Everyone knew very well that the battle was set since Percy was there. Seeing everyone rush forward to

“What?” “You’re staring at me.” “I’m always staring at you. I have to be sure you don’t sneak up on me.” He side-eyes me. “Yes, because we both know how easy it is for someone to sneak up on you.” I frowned and reminded myself that I was talking to a jackass. After that phase of awkward phase that lingered over us, Percy has gone back to being who he normally is. An ass who doesn’t care about consequences. “I want to go outside.”

The other men began to shoot at me, but I was slinking back into the shadow realm before any bullets could hit me. Emerson had turned into his lycon and was tearing off a man's head. Tally was using her combat skills after rendering the man's gun useless. Percy had hidden away, using his chameleon skin to disguise himself. Percy wasn't meant for fighting. He's more the eyes and ears of our operation. Kellan is more our charmer. He gets us information and access to what we need. Neither of them should be here now. If anything happens to them we get punished…those pampered princesses.

Raining hell down on Damon for you, Your friendly ghost dad, Percy. I was crying for a completely different reason now, but I found myself laughing too hard at what he signed himself off as. So this is what Percy was like? He seems funny. I can't believe he bothered to write me a letter. I can't believe he saw all this. Poor Ares. I always forget he is dealing with not having his actual dad around. He's too good of a guy not to have one. I guess that's why I should start with him.