Target Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

I feel so excited meeting a new friend. My father came and introduced two boys to us. "Alora, Sophie. This is Luke and Percy. From now on you will be friends." Father said. The one named Percy is quiet and shy. He's good looking, has black hair and a deep set of gray eyes.The other boy named Luke smiled at me. His eyes are blue like crystals sparkling when he smiles. His lips are red like a girl's but it didn't lessen his aura as a boy. He has brown curly hair and his brows were thick and angled.

My stomach, now turning with nervousness as the media player begins to play the video. "Hello Skylar. My name is Chase Argent and I am your father. I'm sorry that it takes my death for me to reach out to you but trust me, there is a very good reason for it." I hold my breath as the husky yet warm and friendly voice of this stranger fills my ears. There seems to be less urgency in his voice compared to his written word. He takes his time and smiles a lot as he speaks. Speaks to me and me alone.

The village lanes were thick with mud and his paws sunk into the muck with every step he took. As he made his way silently across the sleeping village, he turned the last stanza over in his mind. 'Guided by destiny, their souls entwined, across the stars, their final fate defined. A thousand years of peace, their cherished prize, together they'll land where hope never dies.' He felt in his gut that it was instructing him to take his people back with him to the future. He still wasn't exactly sure how he had gotten here, but he knew who did it – his brother's witch, Kelda.

Hugo put down the fruit knife, pulled his phone out of his pocket, and tapped on the screen a few times before handing it over. "Here's the report 007 provided as a post-mission service. It spells out the ending of that world. It's a legit source. No fake news here." I took the phone from him. On the screen were a few paragraphs of factual text, like a summary of a person's profile. "Target: Jenny Green" "Final Ending: Mentally unstable and living in destitution."

The way Zion nervously twiddled his fingers under the table spoke volumes - he clearly didn't want to be there. "I heard you managed to secure a collaboration with T&K Designs." Thomas Kerrington chimed in, taking a sip of water as they waited for their food. "You truly are the best at what you do. My foundation has tried countless times to get T&K's attention. Your influence makes me want to tap into it. Maybe if they find out that I raised the legendary Ayva Wesley, they wouldn't snub us anymore." he joked, glancing at his wife. Ayva managed a polite laugh, but her mind was far too preoccupied with Amanda and Zion's discomfort to come up with a fitting response to Mr. Kerrington's words.

Jessica stuttered. Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “Who do you even fucking think Persephone is?” Jessica’s eyes widened at the codename of the informant who had given her the information on the Phantom XIII of Hati. “Persephone is the name of the companion of the Goddess of Witchcraft, Hekate, in Greek mythology.” Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “That’s right. I am Persephone. You really should have done your research properly. I allowed you to get that information on purpose.”

Percy took the jacket of his suit off and moved to unbutton the shirt but I reached out and began undoing them one after the other, slowly, relishing in the way the small movement of my hips seemed to drive him crazy. When I finally got rid of the shirt, I marvelled at the sight of Percy’s body. He looked so very lean while wearing clothes but now that the top half of him was exposed I could see the beauty he’d been hiding behind the suit. It was no wonder he had been able to beat Declan so easily. Percy's body looked like it had been sculpted by a greek god. He was muscular, not in the way that made one appear big and intimidating but in the way that you knew he was serious about his body.

“So that’s how it is. I apologize miss Akari. I did not tell you anything about his transfer here before hand. I truly apologize for that but I will let you on a little secret, please try your best to hide this from everyone else but that kid is Ven Angelo and Gwen Kray’s successor.” Percy knew that she would have this kind of reaction and so he brings her back to reality. “I know. This is going to be hard to process but that is what his identity is. The reason he was staring at you because he might be trying to compare his master’s lessons and your lessons.” He added and then looks at her stunned face. “Impossible- so that’s why his ability is quite threatening as well.” Percy almost jolt

Percy quickly rushed on stage. He almost lost his temper and attacked Fane when he looked at his fellow disciples, one dead and one injured. If that happened, it would be exactly what Fane wanted. He did not even need to do anything, and Percy would be turned into ashes by the Whirling World.

It was only when my fingernails tore into my own flesh that the searing pain succeeded in wrenching my thoughts back to the present. "What's the matter, Helena? You should really try this perfume," Queenie prompted as she batted her large eyes with a look of pure innocence, her harmless appearance giving absolutely no hint of her cruel and wicked nature. She noticed that I didn't reach for the gift, so she gently extended the porcelain bottle containing the perfume. I quickly shot up and stepped away from my desk. I pointed warily at the slightly cluttered surface and said, "You can just leave that there for the time being."