Percy X Poseidon Novels & Stories

I don’t sound like I’m scolding her but I am. “Remember the day he thought about taking Tessa as a prisoner and starting a war? Then you took him down to the training grounds and kicked his ass all over the mat?” “Mostly, yeah?” “Well, he had that reaction because of Perses. War is in Bronx’s DNA.” “I’m sorry, Perses? He’s a Titan, right?” “Perses is the Titan God of War or Destruction, depending on how you translate it. He is the Goddess Hecate’s father. Delilah is probably familiar with him.”

"Poseidon stopped it briefly for us to get here without being wet." "Poseidon?" Persephone asked. Loukas sent Leonidas a glare as he stood from the floor, adjusting his shirt and bringing out a tiny looking chest. "Yes. Well, apparently, all the gods did or gave something while we came here." Persephone looked at Fani who was nodding, "True. Poseidon also gave us winged horses. Says we can keep one of them, and guess what? They do not age!" "But why-?" Then it clicked as she sighed, "They are trying to gain favours before I birth."

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”

I just wanted to see what all the kids in my preschool was talking about. Sadly, as I grew up that if I wanted to watch such things as Hercules, Sinbad, Troy, Wonder women, and the most of all either of the Percy Jackson movies. The Percy Jackson was the one he didn’t want me to see the most for some reason. I had to go over Cal’s place to see that movie, and I’m not sure what was in it that my father hated. It was about one of Poseidon kids he had with a mortal, that was accuse of stealing Zeus thonder bolt. As I was working on my paper and trying my best to not throw my laptop out the window because I not finding where to collect more information on Poseidon that there was a knock on my do

If it takes long, she will be drowned on it. "I am Poseidon! The god of the seas!" Phoenix shouted and lifted his trident. He rather looked like a merman, not a god. He's useless too. "Next, Hades!" Ah, my turn. Too bad, I don't have my Persephone because she is now Aphrodite. *sigh* I walk towards the stage where the props are finally prepared. The lights went on and a spotlight focuses on me.

Perseus raised his sword again and banged on the shield once again. BANG! He raised his sword higher. BANG! Perseus gritted his teeth even harder. The invisible shield was too strong. Only a few could pierce through it and all of them were ancient gods which died by now. Some of them were buried under the sea. Poseidon was one of them. Strangely, he couldn’t remember why Poseidon was killed. He had no recollection of it. Poseidon was the right god to check on Hades. He served as check and balance. Hades and Poseidon were each other's strengths and weaknesses.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

Crowds cheered in vast plazas, red flowers blooming in crystal gardens, their essence fueling machines that lifted ships from the sea and lit homes with eternal light. “Behold our rise,” Thalassos narrated, his voice steady but laced with regret. “King Poseidon, descendant of the gods, harnessed the Flor de Fogo—the fire flower.” He continued after a short break,”Its essence fused with orichalcum, granting us boundless energy. We built wonders and Athens envied us, but we sought an alliance through dominance.” A new figure appeared: King Poseidon, tall and regal wearing heavily adorned clothing with a trident made from orichalcum, addressing his council. “Brothers of the sea,” he boomed with