The Lightning Thief Novels & Stories

Her heart raced faster. “This is me,” she said, voice low. “I can feel it. My stress is feeding the storm. It’s… connected to me.” I took her hand. “Then let’s get outside and handle it.” We dashed straight into chaos. The silver and black banners from the Moon Festival were snapping like whips, ripped from their posts and swirling through the air. The wind howled, trees bowed low, and thunder rolled so close it shook the ground. Lightning flashed brilliantly, lighting up the sky, like a strobe light. Thunder rolled with it, like a bass beat at a rave party spiraling out of control.

We stood locked, eye to eye, teeth gritted, muscles straining. Then, through the clash of steel and storm, he hissed, “Who are you?” I met his stare and grinned, despite the blood on my lips. “Don’t you remember?” I whispered. “I’m Zevarion, the god of lightning.” At that moment. A jagged bolt of lightning split the sky and struck between us with a blinding flash. The sheer force sent Xareth hurtling across the courtyard, his body crashing into the stone with a sickening thud. He coughed, blood staining his lips. But I was still standing.

I grounded out. Thorne shook his head. “You claim you want to protect Lyra, then you must know that the blade is made specifically for her. It doesn't matter what you believe. It is real.” I rubbed a hand over my face and rolled my eyes. “Fine. Let's say that blade is what they say it is; I still won't sacrifice Lyra to keep myself safe.” “She is a Chimera,” Thorne bellowed. “She is a creature of the ancient. You have no idea the kind of powers she wields.”

Then the wind picked up as loud claps of thunder accompanied the spears of lightning that stabbed the earth below them, felling the guards like bowling pins. ‘I am the wind, I am the rain, I am the lightning I am the thunder I am the one.’ He could only watch as she began to glow very brightly, her whole body was wrapped in a brilliant white light, the lightning began to slam into her bolt after bolt sending her colours into an iridescent kaleidoscopethat entranced all who saw it.

She then bent her head aside like a dog would as her searching eyes landed on Binta and continued, “By everything holy, a child made of lightning and look at the threads, the little one is connected to Ala the earth mother herself. “she then looked long and hard at Omotola, “a child of mystery, why does your chi evade my scrutiny like an oil would water. At last, she drew a sharp breath as she took a step back, the siblings also drew breathes of relief as soon as her awful eyes was no more drilling into their body. “To whom does these children belong to? These are spawns of lightning and thunder, who would doom us all by siring them lord Amadioha?” Amadioha shrugged his shoulders and said, “

Livey fell to the ground on her knees and he grabbed her face to look at him. “You can never defeat me” he kept on bragging to her, over the years he had defeated her with what ever plan she had up her sleeves, it wasn’t the first time she led him into a trap. “I own you Livey and you will bear my heir” he slapped hard and she fell down to the ground, he squeezed his hands so tightly that Livey could feel her organs were being crushed causing her more pain. “No I won’t” she rejected despite the pain he was putting her through and he became furious by it. He sent a bolt of lightning to her but Thane appeared out of nowhere kicking him and blocking her from his attack while taking it all.

He laughed at the cries and wailings of Atlantis. But even as he stood afar, the poor city did not escape his wrath as he added to the afflictions. With his legendary lightning sword, he cast powerful bolts of lightning strong enough to topple down a tall tower with one stroke. Zivlander was the 'Stray One'. He is the fourth Guardian of the Key-bearer, wielder of of the Lightning Sword. 'No one, nothing, can save them now,' he wickedly thought. 'We will win! We shall retrieve my master, the 'key'."

She spun around for a couple of times and threw it with full force on the same direction as the small peeble but still it was repelled and didn't even managed to get through the target. All of a sudden, the wild vines started moving. The door shook on the movement, making the dirt and dust rain on the ground. Then the wild vines started emitting a pure white lightning energy. In a blink of an eye, it attacked the theif. The thief did her best to dodge every swing of its dreadful vines. At first, she did well in avoiding those but when she was nearly exhausted, she had been badly hurt. Without any choice, she hardly escape the place and fled to the darkness of the night.

“Kitten, where were you this night?” Ilyria could not think of a convincing enough lie so she settled for the truth. “I met the Lightning Bird,” she said, “His name is Astrapi.” She found herself grinning as she recalled the flight, Astrapi’s arms, the tent of his wings. But when she emerged from the memory, Thassa and Madame Skia both were staring at her in horror. “You cannot have doings with a Lightning Bird, Kitten,” she said, “Do you know what terrible deeds he must have done to have been condemned so.”

MORDECAI "Ahren!" The lead female warrior's voice echoed through the large room. Tabitha was a tall, muscular she-wolf that leaked intimidation. Orion had taken me to training this morning. The sun wasn't even up yet and he was already wide awake annoying her. She already seemed rather unfriendly towards me and his behavior just made it worse.