Zoe Nightshade Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

“Good point. That is why we have all decided to keep you and your sister until after the full moon ceremony next month. It’s high time we found out what you are truly made of. Exciting, isn’t it?” I shrugged. Her eyes narrowed. “There is something different about you though. I can sense your aura. It’s… strangely different. Otherworldly, even. You must be hiding a lot of knowledge, secrets, and hurt.” I scoffed. “Courtney, please…” “Don’t try to lie to me, Zoe. I am your Luna—the only person who is keeping you alive this moment. The least you can do is tell me the truth.” Swallowing against a lump in my throat, I pondered on it for a bit while her eyes stripped me bare.

Her soft skin, flushed cheeks, eyes heavy with exhaustion and satisfaction. We hadn’t slept until the sky had begun to lighten, and even then it had been brief. I remembered the way she’d melted into the sheets, utterly spent. I could bet she was probably still asleep. The realization sent a low, thrilling heat through my body. Aaron and I continued talking for the next thirty minutes. “Julian.” a voice called out. I looked up and watched as someone approached from the far side of the deck—It was her. Zoe stepped into the sunlight, her hair styled into a high bun. She was wearing a halter-neck long flowy dress, her lips shimmering, from the gloss she had applied. Her eyes found mine instantl

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Unlike the other members of the council, the angels had nothing to prove and kept to themselves unless they were needed. Back in the nightshade pack territory, it had been three days since Zion met Jake and they had finally joined the pack for their mating ceremony. Zion was proudly showing off her mark to her friends when his arms slipped around her and he breathed in her scent. Gabriella watched with true happiness as her pack celebrated, eating and drinking as much as they wanted for once. She had felt their spirits lifting more and more each day and the memories of the horrors of their pasts were slowly fading. It felt good to know that she and her pack did this.

Still, while it didn't show outwardly, he was known for his treachery and was not to be trusted. After all, he bore the curse of lycanthropy from Zeus himself; a punishment meted out when Lycaon killed and served his own son as a meal for the gods. “Lilith, Lycaon,” Paoli greeted the Coven heads and bowed formally once they were situated before the dais. “Paoli, it's been a long time since you came before Us,” Lilith purred, using the plural form to represent the entire entity of the Coven.

I nod my head, not looking him in the eye nor giving him a reply. This is my Zoe, and I will do whatever it takes to get her back. I'm sorry Noa,h but I just can't make that promise. I pull my visor down as I signal for my team to make a move. I'm coming for you baby….. Authors note. Can he save Zoe, let me know what you're thinking. Love always Helen Stephens xx

Reaching the absolute end of the concrete maze, the narrow path finally opened up into the wide, brightly lit expanse of the multi-lane highway. Hissing through her teeth, her breath coming in ragged, painful gasps, Seven’s strength gave out the moment her boots hit the asphalt of the highway shoulder. She dropped heavily onto her knees, her vision swimming with dark spots as blood loss and exhaustion caught up to her. Before she could even gather enough breath to push herself back up to her feet, a sleek, dark luxury sedan tore around the curve, its tires screeching violently as it slammed to a halt directly in front of her collapsing form.

he snarled as he reached into his coat with his uninjured arm and then, he pulled out something…black, metallic, small and had a sharp edge. Then, he flicked his wrist and tossed it towards me, clattering against my chest before landing right into my laps. I stared at it. I picked it up with shaking fingers. The metal cut my skin, sharp enough to make me bleed. Silver letters shone in the bright light: ZAURIK THORN. Lycan king of the Deadlands. One Year. One Rule. My heart beat fast like a trapped bird. “Why me?” I whispered. He moved closer, heat coming off him, shadows growing with his movement until they covered mine. He leaned down, his breath felt hot on my ear. “Because you smell like

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Hope Zoey isn't crazy for being stuck with Zeus :'( See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️