Bronte Richards and Percy Jackson have been best friends since they first met at Yancy Academy. Their friendship started off with a single Mythomagic card and a bet that would be completed years to come.
She was a short, hot-headed blonde with an attitude like none other, while he defended his friends like his life depended on it.
When together, it was almost impossible for any monsters to attack. They knew they were each other's only weakness, but so did others.
Relationships crumble, even if you thought they would last a life time. Just how much could Bronte take before she eventually snaps?
tropes: — friends to lovers — one bed (for ONE scene, get your dirty mind out of here) — "I trusted you!" "Yeah, well, people change."
aesthetic:
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
༉‧₊˚.
This story had already been started, and is in the middle of the third book (The Titans Curse). I love Bronte like she is my own child and I will defend her actions till the day I die. Just like anyone, she is just a human being who can and will make mistakes.
