Not your average betrayal story for PJO. As you've seen with my other books, I like to spin my own tales, not follow a set guideline that's way over used.

Percy has just come out of the Giant War and can't wait to settle down with his Girlfriend. But things don't go exactly as planned. Read and find out what happens to Percy in The Arrangement. I suck at Descriptions. I will try to update as often as I can. I hope you enjoy. This is my first story. Constructive criticism is appreciated to an extent. I am aware that my writing style is trash my English teacher tells me that every time I turn in an assignment :). Cover photos taken from Rick Riordan Wiki I don't own Percy Jackson or the characters. They are owned by Rick Riordan.

A collection of one-shots of romance between Percy and goddesses. Written by none other than your friendly, neighbourhood fanfic author, TidalMoon2003. ;) Review your pairing with the template inside.

Percy Jackson is no more. It's all thanks to his so called friends. They all betray him, even the girl he loved with all his heart, Annabeth. The broken hero ventures off to end his miserable life, but what happens when he fails to kill himself, cursed to live, and curse to kill.

It is basically a story where the Olympians and some other gods play truth or dare. Please leave dares and truths in the comments. In this story, Percy, Hestia, and Hades are Olympians. There won't be any demigods playing in this story.

Every one knows Zoë Nightshade, one of the many tales the campers tell. She was a true maiden and served Artemis for over two thousand years, as everybody knows, and she now lives forever in the sky, drawing our constellations and writing our horoscopes. but what happens when her secret daughter is revealed? Was she really a true maiden of Artemis? And who is the father of this young star? (( pjo fanfiction ))

Artemis?! Zoe?! Perseus Jackson, what is going on with your life right now? This spells trouble for everyone. A little bit of a different plot line I suppose. Read if you want, ignore if you don't. Tantalizingly amazing...nah. I can't say that. Depends on the reader, not the writer. Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns PJO/HOO. #Wattys2015

What will I do now? There is no purpose for me to live. The fates...the cruel, merciless fates shattered my mind, my soul. The gods didn't care...they never did... Did they? Should I glue back the pieces? Or should I leave it shattered... What would be better? End my misery...The gods don't care. I have already won two wars for them. I have no purpose. I looked at the shining blade, glinting in the moonlight, fascinated. Slowly, as if in a trance, I brought it down onto my skin and started drawing-drawing crimson lines. I felt no pain. There was nothing to feel. I thought that it would get rid of my pain. It did not. I would have to try something else; something else to stop the constant throbbing of my heart. What could stop it? Death still owes me a favor.

2,000 years ago, the gods banished their two time savior from Earth. They sent him to another planet, in a distant galaxy, so that he could never return, nor could they bring him back. Annabeth is heartbroken. She quit her job as the Architect of Olympus and hasn't spoken ever since. Nico is still looking for ways to get to him. Thalia quit the Hunt. Jason and Piper disowned themselves. Frank and Hazel resigned their positions at camp jupiter and moved to Alaska, near where they defeated their first giant. Many wonder why the powerful immortals did these things. It was just a boy, after all. But it wasn't just any boy. It was Percy Jackson, and this is his story.

I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. So I pretended it didn't happen. But it did. In saving me from Medusa, the love of my life, Percy Jackson, was turned into gold. Yep, you heard right. Gold. The legend goes that there is a hero renown throughout the worlds. A hero that would sacrifice himself to save an innocent. A hero with strength, integrity, kindness, and a heart of gold. And it would be his undoing. It has become race against the clock. Once it starts to tick, we have little time to piece together the puzzle and find the elixer before the clock strikes and I lose him once more. This time, forever. DISCLAIMER: This is the disclaimer for the whole book. I don't own any Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus characters (If only!). Rick Riordan does (Lucky him!).