"The Olympians have been called many things, but forgiving is not one of them."
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[adventure, dark comedy, romance - book 1]
Loyalty. What did it mean?
As the Second Titan War raged across the United States, Half-Bloods began to pick sides...
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YOU ARE MY HEIR.
You’re here to help us right?
We need you.
“Ophelia!”
You are the rightful queen.
Save us
With you, we can topple the gods
Stay in the shadows
Quiet!
I’m trying.
They’ll hear you.
They want to use you, Ophelia.
I can’t watch this.
“Hey!”
What are you doing?
Weak.
Stand up and fight!
You’re no match for her.
“I love demigods. I really do.”
None of us are
He’s trying!
Look! He’s trying!
It hurts! Get out! Get out!
"His."
Save us!
Look, Ophelia. Look.
“You never quit.”
No! Look away!
"Hers."
He’s weak.
He’s trying!
You’re just cowering here!
Oh no.
I can’t watch this.
“Lucky for me, there are no shortage of demigods.”
Ophelia, he needs you!
"Yours."
She killed him.
He’s dead.
No.
She killed him!
Look down.
"Theirs."
She killed him.
He’s not dead! Look down!
Ophelia opened her eyes. She heard nothing but voices, all the voices, everywhere at once and never ending. None of it made sense. Eternal choruses of the dead drowned out even the rushing of wind as shadows swirled around her. But as she opened her eyes and looked down, they stopped as one.