"Love, is something which one is unable to hide; even if one shuts his or her mouth as tightly as one could, one could never mask it from one's gaze." Is there a possibility, that love doesn't exist in the world? ~*~ Contains extreme bullying measures, self-harm themes and graphical depictions of violence. Proceed at...
"Before I could even whisper good-bye to the world, I blacked out..." Austin McCall and Hazel Synder, besties since forever, remembered being in a war. A raging war. A war that they were losing...at least...until they collapsed. Or let's say, Austin did and running to him was all Hazel remembered before she too, lost...
A collection of Haikyuu various x various one-shots with spiceee ;)) hope you enjoy and REQUESTS are OPEN~~~
Everything was going perfectly after the war was over. However, one day, when a son of Morpheus came to camp, Percy's perfect world started to crumble. He was once known as the leader of camp and Savior of Olympus. However, after much influence from this new demigod, he was known as the selfish jerk of the camp who ab...
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...
I took one last, longing glance at my former home over my shoulder. I wished I could stay, but what was there to stay for? Annabeth deserted me, my father hated me and the campers no longer knew me as the hero who saved Olympus twice. This is the end, I thought. Taking a deep breath and blinking back tears in my eyes...
Percy feels betrayed. Annabeth has cheated on him with the new guy at camp who just happens to be a son of Zeus. He has fallen out with his father and mother. He abandons camp and goes solo. Little does he know how much the camp will miss him in his absence
Percy has been forgotten and left in the dust, will he loose his will to live or will his soul be destroyed? This is his last thought before his life is suddenly changed... Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this book. They belong to Rick Riordan and Greek Mythology. I only own the plot.
A being born from the Five Rivers of the Underworld, stronger than most gods, Feared by many. Always hiding, always there. An immortal being that carries out the will of the Rivers. Stronger than a First-Born of a god. Much stronger. He is made of the Essence of the rivers. But he was not always like this. He was once...