Poseidon Lightning Thief Novels & Stories

Shadow listed all the familiar names. “The Greek gods…” Sabrina whispered to an astonished Cole. “That is surprisingly stupid.” Cole had no words to describe the stupidest action of them all. “No. Not stupid.” But Shadow had to support their claims. “Poseidon, the God who controlled the sea, Hercules… Ah… I don’t wish to list all of the stupid things. We had a few discussions we needed to do. That’s why I am here.” Shadow retracted her thinking from listing all unimportant stuff to stroke their egos.

He ruled the third tier, but I could see how even, Kian Poseidon, he was paying his respect. Kian Poseidon, the leader of the first tier, the strongest tier, his air had a different feeling to it, negative feeling, all death and red and black. He was dark, darker any shade of black I have ever seen. His white skin was just a coating of how ugly his soul his.

he drawled calmly. "That was Poseidon, god of the seas. Everyone knows that he is a jolly good fellow, always partying and dining but is very greedy with his treasures. But Hades, is sensitive, depressed, and irritable. Very short-tempered and quick to lash out," she countered. "There were other gods besides Poseidon," he said frowning at her obvious neglect of his accomplishments. "Yes, I know, there was Aeolus, god of the wind. Demeter, goddess of the harvest and seasons. Apollos, god of light, prophecy, healing, and plague," she listed them out.

Ares gripped Mariah tighter, a Minotaur holding steadfast to Ares’ other arm. “Send them back!” I yelled. “We do this alone.” Before Poseidon’s power had us reach the ceiling of the blackness, all of his creations let go, falling back into the darkened abyss. Poseidon wielded his Trident, the blast coming forth mightily as it tried to capture the monsters slowly fading into the darkness. The grip on his Trident wavered, the wind pulling it from his hands. Taking his other arm, latching onto it, lightning struck the base of the three prongs, causing it to burst into bright light. The weight of the reddened lightening had Poseidon fumble, his Trident now falling into the darkness of the abyss.

With his good eye, he glared at her. “ Damn… you,” he growled, opening his left hand, palm facing upward, and conjured an orb of white lightning. White lighting that cracked and grew, the color seeming to darken. Calypso backed up, eyes widened in shock as Kronos’s white lightning changed to silver. She could feel the power emitting from it, power she never would have dreamed Kronos of all people would have. How? With a roar, Kronos extended his hand, firing a large burst of silver lightning, engulfing the nearby area, causing a massive explosion.

“When I open the portal, you will need to be ready, I can only hold it open for 10 minutes, after that, the portal will close for one hour. You have to steal Zeus’s lightning bolt, Athena’s spear, and Poseidon’s triton. With those three things, you can take over. I suggest going after the spear first, you can kill the minor gods with it,” Sabrina explains. “I will open the earth to trap Zeus, Poseidon, Athena, Demeter, and Hera.”

she asked me, her eyes wide with wonder and fear. "He promised me that Sébastien would never touch me again," I relayed to her, "and with Duke Barclay, he had leaned in and kissed my hand. Master Abigor told me he goes mad with jealousy and obsession when his possessions are taken from him. Tell me that this is all not Master Abigor's doing." Lydia was silent and I could see that she were thinking this over, "I understand why you would think so, Aphrodite, but you must understand that this is all a coincidence. Master Abigor is no murderer and you cannot slander his name. He is our master."

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky were dispersed by the strike, revealing the sunlight behind them. Behind Alfie, the figure of the Thunder Emperor faintly appeared. The Thunder Emperor was the ancestor of all thunder, and he wielded thunder and lightning power that could destroy everything. His righteous aura repelled all evil, and he was enraged right now. He glared fixedly at Josiah, appearing determined to eradicate the demon. When Alfie had finished charging his attack, he unleashed a thunderous strike, filling the entire area with a dazzling display of lightning. However, Josiah was not a pushover either. He spread his wings and commanded his troop of evil spirits to charge at

assistant"> A graceful woman with shimmering golden hair approached, her steps elegant and poised. Close behind her was a striking man with shoulder-length silver hair. Odin said, “Sif, goddess of the harvest, and my adopted son, Thor, the god of thunder. Oh—and the one behind them is Balder, the god of light, my youngest son.”

A dark sweatpant hanging loosely from his waist while his chest was bare naked to my ogling eyes. My throat suddenly felt dry. Very dry. The sight of his broad shoulders alone was enough to make my brain malfunction. Water still glistened on his skin. Tiny droplets slid down his chest. Down muscles I absolutely refused to stare at. Unfortunately my eyes weren't cooperating. "Lilith." I forced my gaze upward. Big mistake. Because his eyes were already on me, so intently. And there was something dangerous in them. Something that immediately made my pulse quicken. "Y-yes?"