Novel & Cerita What Character Are You In Percy Jackson

Day job as a cataloging library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion, character match Hagrid. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can’t decide). Justice League Team Flash. Arrow Team Stephen Amell. Stranger Things obsessed. Heard Laurel, not Yanny. Started out reading with the Baby-Sitters Club. Then moved to Sandra Brown, Linda Howard, Julie Garwood, and LaVyrle Spencer in high school. Now all over the place with her romance reading tastes.

Damon was here too. The mark on my thigh started burning very hot. Nyx was howling inside my head, confused and furious. Damon turned to me, his dark eyes full of jealousy. His hand found mine and squeezed me tight. “Tell him,” he growled under his breath. “Tell him who you really belong to.” Alpha Kael took one step closer to me, his voice loud and clear. “Choose between us, Annie. Or I will fight your Alpha for what is mine. “Fight who?” Damon retorted, his chest literally pulsing very hard. “Fight me?”

The distinct of male species Predominantly territorial While proven domineering - Jacqueline The thing about Percy that I find intimidating was his silence. What he lacks in his brother's tattoos and piercings, he excels in his calm demeanor. Percy is like a black panther, he's like a ninja, so quiet yet so lethal. And right now, I'm kind of worried about Kayne's safety. "Percy, I was just about to leave for your place." "I can see that." He replied, while his eyes were sending daggers at Kayne.

"Go to sleep, monkey. I can see the light of your television through the window. Let me guess, Jenea kicked you out?" "It's my choice to sleep here you, monkey. Go to sleep." She just replied with a middle finger emoji. I chuckled. I didn't notice that the movie I'm watching is already finished. I browsed Netflix until I saw my favorite movie. Percy Jackson. This one really never gets old to me. If there is something that makes me fascinated, it is Greek mythology. Well except from Jenea. She makes me feel all the feelings in this goddamn universe. "Cursed blade shall reap." I chorused Percy's line

When she opened her eyes I was pretty sure that I was gaping at her like a fish. She raised an eyebrow at me. "What?" "Did-" I swallowed and tried again. "Is it me or....were you just possessed by a spirit and gave me prophecy like Rachel Dare from Percy Jackson?" She cocked her head to the side in confusion at my reference. "I don't understand who Rachel Dare is or the meaning of Parsley Backsoap, but yes. It was a prophecy foreseen by the spirits."

"I am an Omega. I will not fight you unless forced to defend myself. I just want to go home." "A Omega?" He tilts his head to the side. "What's that?" The Vampire takes a few steps back, releasing me from his grip. "I am Tirian, and as you have surmised; a vampire. Now you said you were being chased by a zombie?" He raises a brow, clearly not believing me. "It was a dead person. A walking corpse..." I swallow, unsure of how to describe it. "It was my Mother..." "It could have been a zombie or it could have been..." Tirian mumbles to himself, clearly lost in thought.

“Alpha, shall we—?” “Stop.” The single word came from the youngest. The guard froze instantly, lowering the weapon. I pushed myself up from the floor, standing tall even though my knees trembled. The youngest stepped forward. He smiled at me. the sight of his smile was so beautiful that it melted my heart. He looked at me in a different way from everyone else, like I was someone worth his time. Like I was something more than just a rogue. “I’m Percy,” he said gently. “This is Ken, our eldest brother. And Darren, our second.”

I'm starting to cling to that man as an escape from the whole situation and that wasn't healthy. "I understand." Achilles replied somewhat defeated. “I will ask them to prepare everything for your departure.” He started to walk towards the bedroom exit, but stopped at the door and turned to see me. “I…Perseus is my childhood friend… He is explosive and sometimes he gets out of hand, but he would never be able to hurt you.” I know Achilles is trying to get me to trust Perseus, but… I touched the scars on my wrists and a small pang of sadness shot through me. I had already heard something similar.

"You are the King of Olympus, so act accordingly. " I follow the sound to its source finding a well groomed man in his early twenties in a light blue suit holding a staff. "That's so mean Poseidon." Zeus pouts striking me by lightening. Poseidon? The God of the mighty sea? The wielder of the powerful trident? The father of the awesome, the savvy, the great PERCY JACKSONjQuery21402353378429486861_1596566707202? I was moments away from interviewing him before the last of the three main Gods appear making us realise of his presence only when he wanted us to.

Author Characters Little Theatre:) Peerce: (Got ready to vent his anger) Hades & Zeus: (Barge in and made a mess) Peerce: ... Your wifey already left