(Y/N) has been on the streets for 6 1/2 years. She's been cold, heartless, and emotionless since then. Now, when she reaches up to camp half blood, a new prophecy has occurred over the camp....possibly a worse one than those before it. She doesn't talk to or say anything to anyone often. That is...... Until she met Leo ^short summary of the book. Note that the characters are from the creator of the "Percy Jackson" series and more, Rick Rioridan. Apart from you and the plot, that's all him, so I am not going to take credit of his creation. This is my first reader x character EVER so note that this writing would suck along the way.

Yes, the title says it all. I will be taking requests. I will also be making Fem x Fem, Masc x Masc, and books with my baby they/thems. I want to let everyone feel the amazing love from every character in the PJO/HO universe. Most of them will be Boy X Fem, but I WILL change it up, I promise! Okay, yup. That's all for now folks. Enjoyyy!

*Complete* 130,000+ words 𝔹𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕠𝕟𝕖 It started with an obsession. No matter what anyone could say, I was one of the biggest fans anyone could get of Percy Jackson and the Olympians and The Heroes of Olympus. Ever since day one, I was hooked, but I failed to read the warnings. I thought it was just a figment of my imagination. At least, I thought that until everything started to become a reality. The next thing I knew, the gods were playing a joke on me, and I was pulled into the world I had come so desperately to love. Except, something was different. I was trapped within the books, and I knew what would happen every step of the way... So long as I didn't screw that up. *****All Right's go to Rick Riordan other than the plot twists I add or other minor edits. And of course, you own yourself, not me.***** [𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕤𝕥 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠] ⚜️⚜️⚜️ Started: November 22, 2019 Ended: August 13, 2020 ⚜️⚜️⚜️

{This story is in extreme editing. Please excuse the story cutting off at random times or the same part twice. I'm trying to fix everything. including wording. plot holes the basics} do not own any of The Hero Of Olympus characters, Rick Riodoran does. I also don't own you, you own you, but I do own the storyline so not stealing!!--

Y/n l/r is broken. She was abused by her mother at home after her brothers death and her father left, and she's severly bullied at school. After she turned twelve she ran away. After beingnon the run for years she comes across Camp Half-Blood. Leo Valdez is broken, but he doesn't show it. After rescueung Calypso from her island she left him. He still feels guilty about his mother's death. The rest of the seven try to comfort him but they aren't much help. Then he meets y/n l/n. someone who's just as broken as him. (I don't own the characters Rick Rioradan does. please excuse any bad grammar or spelling. This is my first book so there will be mistakes.)

"Well, Valdez," I said quietly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. "It's going to be a crazy ride." Y/N is a girl who feels weak, but soon realizes that's not the case. Her mother is starting to blame her for things that keep happening, though Y/N doesn't have any control over them. After a satyr comes to the rescue, she arrives at Camp Half-Blood. There, a certain son of Hephaestus catches her eye.

NONE OF THE CHAPTERS IN THIS BOOK ARE PG-13! The settings for this book went psycho, but I promise you, this book is clean. I stared in amazement and horror, and then realized that the person-which, as I looked at him, was a boy-was extending his hand to lift me up. I took it thankfully. When I stood up, the world tipped to the left, and I stumbled. The boy caught me with strong hands. I looked at him and finally was able to look in on his features. The boy was only about 13 or 14. He had a shock of freckles, and a pointy nose, with rosy cheeks, and a mane of curly black hair. He had this quirky smile on his face, and his eyes glinted with mischief. He was dressed in a smithy outfit, complete with a tool belt, which had nothing in it. He also had some sturdy black boots. "You alright?" His voice was kind of squeaky, like he was just getting through puberty, right in the middle of high and low. "I'm fine," I replied, though he raised one of his eyebrows, pretty sure I was lying. I was of course. My favorite band had just turned into a couple of ugly, unearthly mermaids! My hands and legs trembled, and I almost fell over. I managed to stand, and asked, "What were those?" "Sirens. Probably why all the people in this room are asleep!" He grinned, like this was some kind of joke. I was not laughing. "Who are you?" I asked, not really wanting an answer, but it felt good to talk. "Oh! My apologies." He said it with a great bow. "Leo Valdez, engineer extraordinaire, son of Hephaestus." Edit: Thank you guys so much for all the awesome comments and for helping me reach over 25k reads! It is really a dream-come-true for me, I am so grateful for all your support.

(Y/n) is living in New Rome, while Leo is in Camp Half-Blood. There had been a fight in camp between the two, and (Y/n) decided to go to Camp Jupiter for awhile to live with Jason Grace, her cousin. Now being the daughter of Poseidon wasn't exactly the easiest task, now try adding a problematic relationship, a pinch of trust issues, a dash of drama, a hint of clingy exes with a sprinkle of over protective family and maybe then it'll conclude to the disastrous dish we call love. So how about you join us for dinner and stay for dessert to find out what happens when letters get sent by our star-crossed lovers.

THIS IS AN AU GUYS Leo x Reader ey this story is kinda shit but you guys seem to like it so iM PROUD OF IT just a really long thing I came up with through middle school and apparently it's kind of popular woAh, thanks for reading! Key: (Y/N)- your name (H/C)- hair color (H/L)- hair length (E/C)- eye color (S/T)- skin tone I don't own PJO or you, Rick Riordan owns PJO, and you own you :D But I own the story line. It's miiine. No stealing. THIS IS AN AU SO NOT ALL FACTS WILL BE ACCURATE All rights reserved.

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