Sixth Percy Jackson Book Novels & Stories

Except for that black magic, this book is also confusing. I took the book from Ruby and took a look at it. My eyes widened when I noticed something. "There is a missing page." I checked the page numbers to prove that I was right. "Page 66 on chapter 6, it's missing." "666, is it the number of evil? Woah, this is really interesting." Hera exclaimed. "Let's look for it here." I told them, they quickly moved and looked for the missing page inside the library, maybe it was torn apart and was thrown in this room. Or maybe, someone has intentionally taken that and kept it so no one would know what's written in that page.

“Violet eyes. Red aura. My enemy…he has to be the Dread Lord.” Percy sweated even more. I clenched my fists, glaring at the moon. “And he’s after Seraphina.” When the rot began to spread to my other hand, Percy panicked. “We’re almost there, Alpha. Let’s get inside quickly before the full moon makes it worse.”

Trisha heard Mrs Perry complain as she glided through shelves teemed with ages-old books before she could be pulled into hours-long conversation with the old lady. She picked up a book from a dilapidated shelf, blew off the dust that had found solace on it's leather covering over the years, and squinted— because of the poor illumination, to see the books name. ‘Wizards Can Do More’ by one of the greatest wizards ever, LP Travis. It was a book she wanted but not one she needed. Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf.

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

He is engulfed in his own blue flames, as the smell of burning flesh hits my nose. Knowing that his own attacks are not working I cannot leave him alone. In an instant, I fly over to him. "Ellie what are you doing? Get out of here. I promise as soon as I am done here, I will catch up with you,” he urges me. But just as soon as the words leave his mouth large harpoons are shot out at us. I fly in front of Fafnir covering him from the attack. He is already hurt I cannot allow him to take any more damage. I roar in pain as the harpoons pierce through my thick scales hitting my back and wings.

Whatever the case, I am ready to personally train him. He playfully turns the pages of the book and his hand falls on a page as he laughs and looks at me. On the page, I can see a picture of a horrifying monster, and below the picture, I can see the words clearly written, " He is coming… When The Sixth PureBlood Would Be Born." ……… …… … Author: thank you all for reading this beautiful piece. I am thinking of continuing this book with the title; " The Sixth PureBlood," What are your thoughts?

she questions, pacing across her small lounge room, looking along walls lined with bookshelves for something. “I don’t know about a demon,” I tell her, rubbing the back of my neck. Chase is surely a problem, but a demon? I thought he was just a poor boy whose mind was connected with Ren’s with magic. June pulls a book from her shelf. It’s thick, as she lays it down on her coffee table, motioning for me look. I have no idea where this is going.

The others hesitated, hissing, as if they had never faced this kind of power before. “Selene!” Fenrir shouted again, but this time there was awe in his voice. I felt my chest tighten. The book pulsed stronger, almost as if it was alive. Each step I took, the light followed, pushing the creatures back. One lunged at me again—I slammed the book against it, and it disintegrated. Winter cheered. “Mother! That’s amazing!”

Marcus cussed. “They took Lila,” Jasper confessed with despair. “The girl?” Freya bellowed. “Are you telling me that they got their hands on that vampire baby?” “Not just the vampire baby,” Jasper emphatically hissed. “They got the mother too.” Marcus placed his hand on Jasper’s shoulder as he said in a soothing manner, “I’m sorry, buddy.” “I have to get her back,” Jasper moaned. “You’re damned right!” Freya bellowed. Pacing the floor of the porch, she spat, “This is a mess, if ever I saw one.”

Gamma Alex explains. “Damn it,” she sighs, punching the steering wheel. * Later in the afternoon Athena P.O.V “I think I found something,” Jess says, and leans across the table to give me the book she’s reading. I look over the page, not really understanding what I’m looking at. “Is this for the Crescent Warriors, or for Cassia?” I ask. “Oh, I’ve already worked out how to break Cassia’s spell. We just need to choose the right time to do it,” Jess explains.