Percy Jackson's Sister Novels & Stories

Who the fuck opened the damn curtains? "I'm afraid that would be me." A very calm, soothing voice spoke up. It was the creepy girl from earlier...Athena? " Very correct, Miss Sanchez. I'm Athena Jones, Mark's younger sister." Wait a fucking second! What?! Mark has a sister? Is she a werewolf too?How is she hearing my thoughts? Do all werewolves have that ability? Why is her lips not moving? Is she a ghost? Are ghosts also real?

"You're... You're a witch?" Thessaly's lips curled into a smirk. "Finally, you get one thing right. I have always been 'that' witch. And let me let you in on a little secret," she dropped her voice to a conspirational whisper. "I am Sheera's sister."

Grady pulled me into his brotherly hug and I sobbed in his arms telling him that I love Brice and I want them to find the sick bitch. "We will little sis, now...why don't you let Jill take you back to Brice's and wait for him there?" Percy gave us a group hug and I cried even harder, but I nodded once I was done with my crying. I was about t leave my brothers' place when out of nowhere I suddenly think of Ann.

The photo was a few years old, and even the plastic parts were cracked. "Look, the girl in the photo has a mole on her side, but Thalia doesn't have one. Are you sure this is Thalia?" Lucas also came closer and nodded firmly, "This is her sister." Melody was startled, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart. Thalia's sister was the girl who died for Lucas… How she wanted to know Lucas from long ago. How she wished it was her who experienced those things with him. It was a pity that all this had been doomed for a long time.

“You are so high and mighty…your presence spits on the image of my sister.” The room became quieter again. Her gaze shifted briefly toward Percy. “You shouldn’t be with him.” Vanessa laughed bitterly. “You think you know him?” “You think you understand what he had with my sister?” Every word made my heart ache and my chest tighten painfully. I hated myself for reacting but no matter how much I tried to suppress it, Percy’s past still haunted me. Vanessa continued coldly. “My sister and Percy loved each other for years.” “They practically built a life together.”

said Claire again. "Athena!!" cried Khrisaor angrily, accompanied by Pegassus's whinny. "What, brother? Athena is too strong? She was one of the main goddesses on Olympus, even Zeus's own daughter… You're right, my brother,” said Khrisaor again responding to Pegasus's whinny. “Right… you two can't fight Athena. Meanwhile, Perseus because of him, you two can be born into the world. Is not it?" asked Claire again.

Two, I was going to find out just what! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “I packed some supplies just in case,” my sister said as she hugged me good-bye. We were at the airport, and I was heading to Canada to stand before the Vampire Council, whether I liked it or not. Annabeth had tears in her eyes, “Just please be careful. I don’t want anything to happen to my…” Annabeth trailed off as she tried to compose herself. “Darien, you’re not a woman, so you wouldn’t understand. So shut up!” My sister snapped at him when she was done hugging me. I didn’t hear anything, but I can guess what he said to

She was young though, younger than him at least with the grey eyes holding splashes of blue. He didn't even notice everyone had gotten out, but Dedrick tapped his cheek lightly with his hand *Come on, can't meet her if you don't get out of the car. * Connor blinked, moving to open his door, unable to take his eyes off her. Then he realized Thalia was already there, hugging her, the two of them crying happy tears. That was her sister. The girl that was slowly killing his best friend and future alpha, was the sister of his mate. The Universe had a cruel sense of humor.

"Yes. But I'm still young though, don't let these wrinkles fool you." I laughed at that and was happy to see him smile to take that rough edge off of his handsome face. I resumed our stroll, feeling much more relaxed than before. "What was my sister's name? And how old was she?" I whispered and saw Marcus smile. "Alethia. Alethia Neema Zer Zor-ester. She was fourteen." My heart squeezed, my sister was just fourteen? I heaved a breath and smiled, "Alethia." I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

"Really?" "Really. I'll take you to change." "But what if they're not as pretty as this one?" "I'll buy you everything in that catalog." Now, that was more like it! My anger subsided. "Make her let go first, then I'll let go." Jackson narrowed his eyes at the girl. "Let go." The girl burst into tears. "Jackson, I'm your sister!" Wait, what? I had just fought Jackson's sister? Oh no! Oh no!