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“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

The claws retreated when Rhys gave me back control. Happy birthday, By the time you read this, we will no longer walk this earth. We regret we couldn’t be with you, but we had to keep you safe. There are still followers of Hephaestus. We need you to remember the stories we told you about the Gods. For the first time in a thousand years, Aphrodite and Ares walk this earth together. We know you don’t remember your past lives and we can't say too much. But please know, you won’t recognize your mate, but they will recognize you.

Zelena. The piercing sound of my high pitched beeping alarm clock woke me up early, well before Hank wakes up anyway. Quickly hitting the button on the top to silence the sound, I looked to my closed bedroom door for any signs of movement on the other side. Nothing. I laid there for a minute, contemplating, did I really need to go to school today? I scrunched up my nose at the thought of having to spend 8 hours at home with my dad. I sat upright and perched on the edge of my bed. Yesterday seemed like a distant memory. The three Greek Gods and their odd kindness, were they real, or was that a concussion induced hallucination? I don’t know which theory I’m more hopeful for. Doesn’t matter, I’

“What do you mean?” “Some of his books ended up in the library at school—anything dealing with the gods.” Eliza swept the sidewalk around them with her eyes to make sure no one was paying them any attention. “Oh, okay. Right. He was a demigod?” She nodded. “Some of the founding fathers were.” “It’s so . . . weird. I mean they all did things that were incredible, like no regular person could do. And now it all makes sense.” “Mm-hmm,” she confirmed. “Much of this country’s founding was really a dedication to the gods—the architecture, the sculptures, the paintings, symbolism, all of it. Athena herself invested time in the founding of this country.”

The other god spoke to match the rhythm with his two sisters. Hector Sparker? Isn't that my name? Aubrey and I looked at each other in surprise. Our plan is to distract the three Goddesses of Destiny, then leave here quietly. Of course we fully knew we couldn't fight the three Fates like we did Charon so we had no choice but to distract the gods and head to the black palace. However, there was a slight change when I heard my name and was mentioned in the words of these three gods. I suddenly spoke, much to Aubrey's astonishment: “My beautiful goddesses, perhaps I am a little retarded not to know the person you spoke of Hector Sparker? Is he a human or a demigod that is scary?”

Elysia exhaled slowly, placing her hands on her hips as she looked around the wrecked arena — cracked tiles, shattered formations, and divine scorch marks that even the best architects would struggle to erase. “Wonderful,” she muttered dryly. “More work for me. Again.” She turned toward the stands, where the crowd had long since been evacuated. Only a few remained — Pavan, Crystal, and Sophia. Pavan’s jaw was still hanging open. “Did I just see the God of War abduct my friend? Like, actually abduct him?” Crystal exhaled slowly, her gaze following the fading trail of lightning in the sky. “If you call being taken by the Goddess of War a kidnapping, then yes… she did.”

She thought about Calla, who had seen it coming too and had arranged everything she could arrange and had left books and a secret and a woman named Dara Cross standing watch from the inside. She thought: they would have loved this. She thought: they did love this. They loved it before it existed. They loved it when it was still just the thing they were moving toward. She sat at her window. The founding ground breathed. One more night. And then. Morning. The council. Three hundred years. Finally. Done.

As you have already seen, I have taken many characters from Greek mythology mythology and in this book new gods will be introduced. Plus, I took some liberty and experimented with them. I promise it's nothing huge ;) And before you guys ask me what about Esma and Reed. Next chapter is Reed's pov. Love you guys Have an amazing Day/Night Danish

“Yes, I dream of you drowning. And even though I can’t drown you myself, one can only hope you get paralyzed and end up choking to death in a tub of your own sweat.” God, some things are sacred. Percy can never be any of those things. I chuckled. There’s no way I’d ever be attracted to this piece of dirt. Even though I think he and I could form a friendship someday- actually no. That’s not going to happen either. I feel so relaxed, and happy.

It was as if he were telling Aria he would listen no matter how impossible it might sound. Aria saw the walls finally come down, and the ache in her chest cut even deeper. She shifted in her seat and let her voice go gentler. But she kept every word clear and sure, carrying warmth that felt like it had traveled across a thousand years. She began to tell him the story that reincarnation had buried. "Percy, in your past life, you were the fourth apprentice of the Hollowlight Sect." The words hit him, and his heart lurched hard, as if a key had just slid into a lock hidden somewhere inside his soul and turned. The fragmented visions that had been trickling through his mind erupted all at once,