Thalia Grace Fanart Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Gregor replied and Stella bite her lips hard "Then,maybe I have the date?" Penelope smirked and Gregor smiled "Sure" He said and Penelope grabbed his hand immediately By this time,Stella already lost her breath Penelope and Gregor walked toward a VVIP table together,they haven't sat down when 🎙 HERE COMES THADEUS STORM,ONE OF THE POPULAR CEOS IN THE WORLD!! Loud screams also followed Gregor immediately turned to see,Thadeus was walking hand in hand with Annabella who look like a sexy angel

He stepped toward me with his hand reaching for my face. “Your eyes are a rare azure blue and stormy silver. Like a gem. It must be hard to go around with eyes like those, and hair with that tint in it.” He grabbed a strand of my hair, and looked at it. His face was in awe, but also had a hint of wonder. What was he thinking? “My name is Layla. What is yours?” I asked again, trying to get an answer. He was still looking at my hair. “Theodore..” He dropped my hair, and stepped back.

***RENA*** “You look so beautiful,” Thalia, my best friend said, tears threatening to spill. “Don't,” I begged with my eyes, “if you cry, I'll cry and we don't want our makeup getting ruined, so please don't,” I begged and she nodded with a smile, trying her best to push back the tears. “I can't believe it, you know Rena?” Thalia uses her hands to fan her eyes. “I can't either, I mean, this isn't fully all I've always wanted, but the moon goddess has granted a huge part of it,” I said, almost teary, I also began to fan my eyes with my hands.

She then took out several sheets of photos and showed them to Sherly. "You must know her, right?" Sherly's eyebrow rose and she said impatiently. "She's Yunifer. Why are you showing me her picture?" Thalia smirked with a sly smile, looking at the girl in the photo. This is a photo of Yuriel taken from Alvin's cell phone during college. Thalia harbored envy and jealousy when she found all the photos of Yuriel on Alvin's cellphone, the man she liked. But Alvin chased after Yuriel.

Before him, leaning against the trunk of a frost-covered tree, was Thalia. She hadn’t aged a day since the first time he’d met her—tall, sharp-boned, with ink-black eyes and a faint blue glow to her skin when caught in moonlight. A witch hybrid. Half fae, half human. But most importantly, a loyal ally to his pack—and the one who’d helped Emilia harness what little magic she once had. “I felt you coming before your boots even touched snow,” Thalia said, smirking. “You’re heavy when you walk with worry.”

' I shook my head, 'In a week they won't matter anymore. 'See, that's where you're wrong.' Thalia shrugged, 'Grace isn't gonna hurt you again, not if you stick with them.' 'Grace hurt me because I was with them.' I frowned, 'I'm not risking it again. I was almost raped. Next time I won't be so lucky.' 'Next time, Grace won't be so lucky.' Thalia growled like a wild animal. 'You didn't have me the first time around, not fully anyway.'

I’m weaving through the crowd, focused on picking up a few things for Bailey’s training meals, when I hear her voice—slick as oil, unmistakable. “Well, well,” Thalia purrs, just loud enough for others to hear, “didn’t think I’d see you out in the open.” I turn slowly. She stands across from me with a casual smile, too manicured for this part of town, holding a peach she hasn’t paid for. Her hair is braided like a crown, her tunic fitted perfectly. She always knew how to dress for a kill. I stay calm. I’ve learned not to show teeth too early.

Thalia's POV "How could I let this happen?" My voice cracked, barely above a whisper, as I stared down at the table. Grace pulled up on her computer. "It wasn't your fault, Thalia." Grace replied gently, but I shook my head, unwilling to accept her reprieve.

“Are you people going somewhere?” Thalia asked her and then went ahead to pinch the cheeks of the little munchkin girls, “Look at you two! My two little angels.” She pecked their foreheads. “And what about me?” Thalia giggled when she heard Sebastian behind her, “how do I look?” He brushed his hand through his hair like a newly turned teenage boy. “You look like a prince just like your d… da… Mimi.” Poor her wanted to say just like your dad but had to stop when she saw Elara glaring at her.