His Goddess ---L. Castellan

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26th December 20XX

I woke up the next morning to a delicious scent wafting through my slightly open door. I sat up, damp with cold sweat from my frightening dreams. I blinked, beautiful sea-green eyes filled with disbelief and betrayal flashed beneath my lids and I could taste bile on my tongue.

I took a deep breath and slipped out of bed, heading to the guest room to check on the beautiful goddess. She wasn't there.

I panicked, my skin paling as dread churned my belly. 'She's too ignorant to survive out there!' echoed in my head as I shot into the living room, almost stumbling when I saw her in the kitchen. Cooking.

She beamed at me, her gorgeous eyes sparkling with something I couldn't recognise. "Good morning, master" she chirped, gently and reverently placing a cup of steaming coffee before me. Her voice was a little raspy from disuse, but the beauty and charm within the echoes were enough to bring a mortal man to his knees.

Speechless, I took the cup and drank, my eyes trailing her form —she wore an old white polo shirt and shorts. I bit my lip, desire and an unknown emotion swirling in my belly, but I staunched it.

We spent the morning inside, before I decided to take the risk and show her the outside world. We went to nearby amusement parks, had snowball fights and built snowmen. She was so happy and I felt my heart warm.

We ended the day with an old movie in the living room, the blinds pulled down to create a cinematic atmosphere. As the movie progressed, she shuffled closer into my arms, her ethereal features illuminated by the television and firelight. She looked angelic and...godly.

Without my noticing, my eyes were no longer on the film, but trained intensely on her. Maybe out of discomfort with my stare, she turned to me with those elysian pools, her cherry pouty bottom lip held captive between her teeth. I felt the strong urge to release it and hold it captive with mine, but like always, I squelched it.

"Is something wrong, master?" she asked in that musical voice. I swallowed thickly, seeing my image reflected in her eyes, the flames of the fireplace making it seem as if I was alight.

"Call me Luke," I whispered. Her eyes shone, her full lips curling into the brightest, adoring smile I've ever seen. My mouth ran dry, my throat felt like sandpaper. "And no, nothing is wrong"

She nodded obediently, her eyes trained on mine.

I couldn't stand the devoted attention, my heart beating so fast I felt it would burst out of my ribs at any moment. I swallowed again, my dry tongue, scratching at the roof of my mouth "Do you have a name?" I asked and cringed, remembering that Atlas had already answered that question.

Her lips twitched slightly in slight amusement as she shook her head "But you can give me a name" she blinked up at me, her lip once again held between her teeth. I hissed out a breath, averting my eyes. Adora. The name resounded in my head, like the angelic sound of wind chimes, tinkling an ethereal.

"Adora" The name left my lips like a dream, my eyes widening as I realized I had said it aloud. Her eyes sparkled and her white canines flashed in the firelight giving her the image of a mischievous fox spirit from Japanese legend. I swallowed again, my neck flushing.

"Adora" she whispered, wistfully "Thank you, Luke for such a wonderful name, I'll treasure it"

My flush spread to my face and ears and I turned away "You're welcome" I mumbled, licking my lips.

That night we fell asleep in my room, my arms wrapped around her lithe and petite form, her furry head planted on my bare chest. That night I had no nightmares, but those sea-green eyes haunted me.

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Wow...

I was speechless.

That goddess...was Luke's lover? Andromeda is his daughter? Probably.

I bit my lip in anger. So while I was eyeing Castellan with doe eyes, he didn't notice me at all, but a girl he met one night he's already desiring her?! Curse her and her love goddess genes!

I set aside the exquisite journal, not in the mood to read more. I hated Persephone, Adora or whatever she called herself. Ever since she came here —just fucking yesterday — she's changed everything! There's this rule — a quite lovely rule, but still — younger campers aren't allowed to participate in battles. Like at all. Instead they should train with the Apollo cabin in medics and stuff. There are also a lot of curfews, demigods are also free to leave camp — though they need permission from either her or Chiron.

Now I'm in charge of designing her cabin. Unfortunately the Hephaestus cabin didn't even wait for me. Apparently Andromeda had already designed it, so they went straight ahead to build it without consulting me. Me?. The fucking Olympian Architect?!!!

Not gonna lie, I hated that little brat since she arrived here at camp. She didn't even do anything, yet everyone adored her. Including Clarisse and Drew. Jayden eyed her for a few days until he realized that she was literally twelve! Meaning if she were eighteen he would've left me, the bastard.

Speaking of Jayden, he and the entirety of the Hermes cabin are tripping over their feet and hands to serve that cursed goddess, hankering for her favor. She simply adores them, but she snubs Jayden like he's not worth a bat of her lashes. He lusts for her, it's quite obvious. It seems she just attracts Hermes spawn like flies to a rotting carcass.

"She's just so pretty, Annie" Jayden gushed, his beautiful face slightly flushed "And oh so sexy" my eye twitched

"Might I remind you that I am your girlfriend" I said through gritted teeth. He glanced at me, unamused. "Annie, baby, she's just a slut — a goddess, yeah, but a slut. Just like her mother." he smirked "I just want a taste of that divine pussy then I'll be right back in yours, I promise you that"

I frowned, disgusted "Jay, she's got a damn kid" he rolled his eyes, his smirk widening "A lot of them do. She's like Demeter, a certified MILF" he chuckled, his eyes dark and unfocused

"Jay!" I say appalled "I thought you said you'd stop that" he pursed his lips and sighed deeply. "Baby, I did, but that's before I laid eyes on our sexy new Camp Director" he licked his lips "If only she'd stop cooing at my half-siblings and mothering those damned Stolls, then she'd notice me"

"You're a demigod" I remind him "I don't think she'll ever, like, want you as a lover"

"Her dead lover was a demigod" he retorts "And a son of Hermes too. So I def have a chance"

I pursed my lips, my teeth digging into my tongue. Gods, how I missed Percy.

Hello! I'm alive, lol

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I'm also kind of like looking for two PJO fanfics

One is where Percy ends up with a demigod he found randomly when he was out doing something, idr. Anyway, she's the daughter of Thanatos. He didn't find her in camp, it was somewhere else. I don't really remember, but I do remember she happened to look like the mirror image of her father - caramel hair, almond-shaped gold/amber eyes. I f anyone knows where it could be, please tell me.

Another one is a Lukercy book with a Fem!Percy. But like it started from TLT. Percy was twelve, it's not 'Another Love' by @Imaginebooks, it was named 'Adore' I think. Anyway it was really nice and I wanted to reread it and check if the author finally wrote the sequel, but I can't find it :(

If any of you find it please tell me, thx. Percy's name was Andromeda I think, and she was a child star and Gabe didn't exist I think...

Anyway thanks for reading and waiting patiently for me to update and stuff <3