War is a duty,′ Mars continued. ‘The only real choice is whether you accept it, and what you fight for.
Wonderful, Percy thought. A boys’ day out with Frank and a bloodthirsty satyr, to find salt water in a landlocked city.
Asgard. Midgard. Nidavellir. Alfheim. Jotunheim. Helheim. Niflheim. Vanaheim. Muspellheim. Trekking through the Nine Worlds to rack up ten million steps wasn’t easy. The chafing and blisters alone nearly ended my quest to earn a cameo on my favourite Midgard television show. But I’d do it all over again if I had to. Which, apparently, I will have to, because I forgot to turn on my FitnessKnut.
He lounged on his throne of fused human bones, looking lithe, graceful, and dangerous as a panther.
The sorceress muttered another Minoan curse, naming a part of Zeus’s body that I did not want to think about.
Hey, I’m just stating the obvious. If this is Apollo, and he dies, we’re all in trouble.” Will turned to me. “I apologize for my boyfriend.
My mother can make me feel good just by walking into the room. Her eyes sparkle and change color in the light. Her smile is as warm as a quilt. She’s got a few gray streaks mixed in with her long brown hair, but I never think of her as old. When she looks at me, it’s like she’s seeing all the good things about me, none of the bad. I’ve never heard her raise her voice or say an unkind word to anyone, not even me or Gabe.
A wave roared in my ears.
I thought she had another animal pelt lying next to her, and then I realized it was a live animal – a deer with glittering fur and silver horns, its head resting contentedly in Artemis’s lap.
Tyson told Rachel she was pretty, which made Annabeth’s nostrils flare like she was going to blow fire.
The right choice is not always the easy one.
He’s the emperor who –’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Nero warned. ‘If.
No building should be A secret from Apollo Or drop bricks on him WE.
And if you like lots of stealing, backstabbing, and cannibalism, then read on, because it definitely was a Golden Age for all that.
She smiled sympathetically. She really was beautiful. And not just because she had a pretty face or anything. She believed in love so much, it was impossible not to feel giddy when she talked about it.
My Mother Teaches Me Bullfighting.
Despite his attempts to alter his destiny – joining the worst cohort, trying to change the camp traditions, taking the least glamorous missions, and befriending the least popular kids – he had been made praetor anyway.
She had the same hard look in her eyes, as if she’d been used for the past two thousand years and was getting tired of it.
I couldn’t believe I’d come all this way and suffered so much only to lose Bianca to some eternal girls’ club.
Maybe that’s why monsters fade. Maybe it’s not about what the mortals believe. Maybe it’s because you give up on yourself.