Thalia Grace Fanart Novels & Stories

"Please." Thalia walked out, beautiful in the dress and shoes Makarius had bought her, and the handmade crown. Sunlight caught her pale blue dress, silk fabric floating at her ankles. The crown, woven with pearls and silver, sparkled atop her glossy black hair. Her hair, thick and wavy, gleamed against the crown, and her icy blue eyes shone with excitement. A faint scent of flowers clung to her as she twirled under the lanterns, laughter and music filling the warm air. She looked like a princess, her dark hair and icy blue eyes making her striking. Makarius’s eyes were following everywhere. The adults moved to the sitting area and let the young people dance and have fun.

The sharpness of his jawline, the proud look and those slits for eyes. I stand there with my hand in his grasp as his heavy gaze assesses me. "Take her away." Thalia's POV: "But you can't deny the fun you'll have once you both go to your dream universities!" Alara exclaims as she jumps on the bed, something she does everytime she's thrilled. Hera and I share a glance at her tactics. I'm not opposed to anything she's saying because I'm as exhilarated as she is,but the fear of not getting accepted into the university somehow overpowers the joy.

she cried. Thalia took a deep breath and dropped the papers back down leaning back in her chair. “Your wrist is marked no?” she asked. How she knew Layla didn't ask or care to know as she just wanted answers or something. She nodded and lifted her sleeve on he right arm, where she brandished a silver crescent moon on her wrist, just below her thumb. “That is a symbol that hasn't been seen in many many ages. That is something that the gods of this generation do not dare test. That's the sign of a child of a primordial god.” she stated.

It got me excited for no reason. "We meet again, Thalia." I pulled out the chair in front of her and sat down. Thalia was right in front of me, different from the club night. She looked torn like she needed some warm blanket so she could bury herself in it and cry her eyes out. But now, she looks different. Although her eyes had dark circles underneath them, her gorgeous aura couldn't be swapped or mistaken. Brown blazers that hugged her upper body so well with the turtle neck. The straight skirt and heels that marched with it. She looked breathtaking.

She called. “Racheal.” He responded coldly, looking down at her. She felt her confidence waver as she looked up into his cold eyes. “Racheal.” Thalia said, sounding all cheerful. She moved in and hugged her close. “You look absolutely stunning.” Thalia commented. Her familiarity angered Racheal. Skylar had been right, this woman was such a witch. She was extremely pretentious, looking at her you would think she genuinely liked Racheal. “Thank you.” Racheal responded with her own fake smile. “I got your gift.”

Jennifer growled, narrowing her eyes. “Next to you is Priyanka,” Laila continued, ignoring the blonde and motioned to another girl “Then we have Svetlana and Miriam.” Thalia regarded each girl in turn, each one of them waving or saying hello. They were all vastly different from the next. Priyanka was willowy with short hair and a small straight nose. She appeared to be the most nervous of the group and continuously tugged on her cardigan sleeves. Svetlana was more relaxed but there was a hardness in her eyes. Thalia spotted the defiance in them as clearly as she could see the scar that ran from one side of her throat to the other. Miriam was perhaps the friendliest after Laila. Her fiery red

Connor turns to stand next to Grace as if he’s ready to step in if she hurts the sprite. “Your name is Tula, right?” Grace says, gently reaching out and stroking the girl’s face with her finger. She sniffs and looks up at Grace. “Yes.” She says quietly. “I know you were hurt, but my Gamma, Lady Gamma Sirona, needs to look at you so she can help you heal.” Grace says, using the terms that the sprites use when they address us.

Kayden Diego is the Alpha and is capable of punishing anyone who went against his orders. Ms Gracey smiled at the beautiful Lily. She doesn't have to say everything before she understands. Lily finally got out of the room and started descending down the stairs gracefully. Justin turned to look at the woman descending the stairs and practically stood transfixed. Gush! is this Lily? Lily wore a red mermaid split gown. Her hair styled into a bun with a few curly strands falling on her face. She carried a silver colored cross bag. She had light makeup and pink lipstick.

GABRIEL P. O. V Thunderous applause accompanied the celebratory happiness of Grace, who had it had crowned just Luna Blood Pack. Her radiant face shone in the middle of the night, as if she were a bright star in the darkness. Crystal dust flew through the air, adding a sparkle of splendor to tonight's event. Alpha Rey and Grace stood with big smiles on stage. They seemed to complement each other perfectly. Meanwhile, I was only here as an unimportant extra.

It was my turn. I moved from behind her, feeling the weight of every stare. My heart pounded in my ears. Slowly, deliberately, I raised my hands. My fingers trembled slightly as they closed around the edge of my hood. I took one last, deep breath and pulled it back. The room was utterly silent. "Greetings," I said, my voice clearer than I expected. "My name is Thalia. I am the former crown princess of Tirilla." I watched as expressions of cautious anticipation curdled into masks of pure horror.