(Harry Potter wtm) What if Sally Jackson wasn't Sally Jackson, but Marigold Potter. A girl who just wanted an escape. What if the Gods, Demigods and past and present of the wizarding world were gathered to see her life and revealed secrets that many wanted to stay hidden? Secrets will be told The truth will be revealed And things that were once believed to be impossible are now proven true Will everyone make it through? Will someone get hurt? Will friendships and relationships be tested? It is truly unknown. But what is known is that the fates really have it out for the Jackson's and their painful lives. Live that everyone now has to see. Fun...

In which Perseus Jackson finds out that he is a Demi God- and now is stuck at some cult- sorry camp for people like him, with Annabeth Malfoy the daughter of Athena, the one person he truly despises because of how obnoxious and prideful she was, not to mention mean. And now all of Hogwarts was going to witness them trauma bonding! (Cover Made By Me)

So apparently, the Shadow World has rules. That's cute. I'm Ayme Espinoza. Daughter of Poseidon. No angel blood. No heavenly permission slip. No interest in kneeling for a system that wasn't built for me in the first place. And yet their runes burn brighter on my skin than they do on theirs. Demons fall faster when I'm in the room. Magic shifts differently around me. Like it knows what I am. They don't like that. Selene's my cousin. She didn't grow up in the demigod world. She grew up somewhere else - in stone castles and whispered spells and a war most people pretend didn't happen. Now she stands in two worlds at once. The one of gods... and the one of wands. She doesn't have angel blood either. What runs through her veins is older than their angels. Older than their laws. Quiet. Cold. Powerful in a way that doesn't need to shout. She's still learning this world. I'm teaching her how to survive it. Then a hunt goes wrong. Something ancient surfaces - something that doesn't bow to runes or angelic hierarchy. And it doesn't react to them. It reacts to us. Now the watching has started. The measuring. The quiet attempts to decide what we're worth. Here's the thing. You can build walls. You can write laws. You can carve symbols into your skin and call it order. But the sea doesn't kneel. And neither do I. ⚠️ I do not claim ownership over any canon characters, settings, or source material referenced in this story. All rights belong to their respective creators. Ayme Espinoza, Selene Lestrange, and original storyline elements are my original creations. ⚠️

Cassiopeia Walburga Black had a secret. It is a secret that only two people in the wizarding world knew, and that was her parents. One evening, that was all going to change. The Fates, wanting to unite two worlds, decided to reveal that secret to the wizarding world. By making them watch her life. Regulus and Sirius Black are going to learn their little sister isn't who they think she is. They are all going to find out that Greek mythology is real. They are going to find out that Cassiopeia is part of that world. They are going to find out that Cassiopeia is an embodiment of blood and the stars... They are going to find out that Cassiopeia Black is the daughter of Ares. OC Black x Percy Jackson.

A Harry Potter x Marvel x Percy Jackson crossover. Peter Parker, Percy Jackson and Harry Potter are brothers, each of them having their own difficult times in their own world. But what happens when their worlds come together?

The Second Giant War was gruesome. With only 3 of the 7 left alive, they demigods of prophecy left the camps. They were unable, or maybe just unwilling, to be in the places where their friends once walked. They chose to escape the world of demigods while they still could. They wanted to try for normal so that maybe, one day, they could forget any of it ever happened. They wanted peace and safety. Nico... well, Nico had other ways of coping. ------------- Nico had had a long life. 16 years old, plus however many had passed in that cured casino had left little joy in his life. He had lost his grandparents, his mother, Bianca, his friends, and then Hazel... he missed her more than he could bare. He only knew his sister for around a year before he had lost her, and not a single day had passed in the last two years that he hadn't thought of her. He couldn't go to either camp or the underworld without feeling like his chest would explode from the pain. He knew she was in a better place. Her and Frank were in Elysium with Jason, Piper, and the rest of the heroes that died in the wars. She was at peace. Maybe she had even managed meet his mother and they were watching him now... though he honestly hoped they weren't. They would be disgusted by what he had become. --------- Nico x Batfam (unrelated to my Demigods in Gotham series)

Book 2 of the 'Demigod in Gotham' Series When Nico moved to Gotham, all he wanted was to do good. He never asked to be adopted by Bruce Wayne. He never asked for Slade to come after him. He never asked to die. And more than anything else, he never asked to be revived. ---------- "I excused what you did with Slade, but you cannot continue to break rules and put yourself at risk-" Nico laughed. "Excused? You excused it?" Nightwing approached the table, probably knowing where this was going. "Demo-" The demigod ignored his brother. "Slade wanted to sell my people as slaves. Not only did he deserve to die, but he needed to." Bruce stood up, his hands on the table. "Slade's death was not your call and I respected that-" "No, you were forced to accept it because you couldn't stop me. You wanted me to spare him, just like every single one of your sons have up until that point, but how did that work out? When did Slade ever face justice for all the things he had done after they spared him? He deserved to die for everything he had done!" "It is not our place-" "Then thank f*ck that it actually was my place to do what you never could!" Bruce clenched his jaw. They stared at each other for a long moment before Bruce finally said, "We fight for justice, not vengeance. If you allow yourself to sink down to that place, you may never come back. It will kill you if you keep on fighting to avenge things that have not even happened yet" Nico stared at his father, the rage that had been boiling underneath his skin every second since he had woken up back in November began to break through the surface. He took off his domino mask and tossed it onto the table, making sure that Bruce had to look at his eyes-- the ones that no longer resembled the fourteen year old that Bruce had once asked to join his family. "Good thing I already died then." --------- daily updates @ 12:15 am EST (starting April 8th )

Every sea creature rejoiced as the day of her birth finally arrived and as the waves joyfully crashed against the coast. Her highness, the only demigod daughter of Posiedon, is finally born. A girl who possessed an ethereal beauty and a voice no siren could ever rival. A girl who is loved and adored by both gods and mortals.

Tony Stark was in the living room of avengers tower. Still depressed about the "Death" of his eldest daughter Percy Stark. A year ago she fought a war. The Titan War and he knew she as alive after it. She had stayed at camp to help rebuild it and a couple months later she went off grid completely. 6 months later he gets one simple voicemail from her saying there will be another war on August 1st. That day was 23 days ago. The Starks were led to believe there oldest was dead. That is until that day Jarvis says "brace yourself Mr. Stark" and a teenage girl comes out the stair doors. The girl who was believed to be dead. Her name? Percy Stark. The living legend and heir to the Stark fortune.