Bella is a simple girl, made for the fine life her parents have set infront of her. She is kind, gentle, and caring. A straight A student, even if she struggles with dyslexia, and a fine athlete on the figure skating team. Her teachers expect her to make it into an Ivy League, even if that's not what she really wants, but whatever, if it makes her family happy, then so be it. Then her world is thrown into shambles when a girl with blonde hair and gray eyes shows up on the Manor doorstep- or rather, her windowsill-politely informing her that her life is a lie. ...fun!

Hyacinth Lockwood the daughter of the goddess Artemis joined the half-blood camp at a very young age after she witnessed her father's death from Medusa who turned him into stone. She was taken to the camp in secret when she was only five years old by her mother, and after that day she never saw her again. Hyacinth grew up together with the other demigods and always tried to get her mother's attention by being the best in every game and every training they did, but with no luck, which made her feel unloved by the only family she had left. Until one day someone appeared in one of her dreams and started giving her hopes and promises. Promises that said that all her questions will be answered and for her to have the normal life she always wanted far away from the camp with the person she loved the most in this confusing but significant world

❝ 𝗪𝗘 𝗦𝗔𝗬 we're friends, but i'm catching you across the room. it makes no sense, cause we're fighting over what we do. and there's no way that I'll end up being with you, but friends don't look at friends 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗬.❞ 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗬 by tate mcrae

"Percy, who do you think has been watching out for you all these years? Mom, yes-but me too. Just because I wasn't always around doesn't mean I don't love you, little brother." Alexandria Jackson, daughter of Sally Jackson and Poseidon, has been at Camp Half-Blood for years. Now, with Percy here, they must journey to the Underworld to save their mom-and stop a war between Zeus and Poseidon.

"Nobody seems to get you, you feel you're on your own But listen, pretty lady, you don't have to be alone So, baby, don't cut, baby, don't cut You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut I know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end You may just feel that blade you're holding is your only friend But baby don't cut, baby don't cut" Poly Jason Grace x Female OC x Piper McLean Side: Leo Valdez x Male OC Warnings: abuse, self harm, sexual assault, depression, suicide ideation, eating disorder Act 1 - The Lost Hero | Hidden Scars - ongoing Act 2 - The Son of Neptune | Ruined Skin Act 3 - The Mark of Athena | Broken Heart Act 4 - The House of Hades | Fragile Mind Act 5 - The Blood of Olympus | Tainted Blood

In which ares falls in love with the daughter of asteria

[𝑳𝑼𝑲𝑬] ➸ ➸ ➸ in which the hearts of two demigods are sewn together by fate. "Welcome to Camp Half-blood! Living here is a constant fight to stay alive. But you'll have so much fun!" luke castellan x fem!oc percy jackson x fem!oc2 + many other background ships! started: [dec 12th, 2024] finished: [?]

STARTING JANUARY 16, I WILL BE BE CHANGING, EDITING, AND ADDING THINGS TO THE BOOK. I APOLOGIZE I REALIZED THE BOOK DIDN'T GO THE WAY I PLANNED! "My goddess mother is embarrassed of me." Evanthe grew up believing that meant her-believing something about her existence was a mistake that couldn't be undone, only hidden. Archie Lowell raised her alone, a man of careful words and unwavering structure. He made sure Evanthe never lacked opportunity: tutors in languages she didn't ask for, instructors in etiquette, debate, history, music, and strategy. She was taught how to stand before she was taught how to relax, how to observe before she was allowed to speak. Praise was rare, but expectation was constant. Archie never pushed her toward affection-only excellence. And Evanthe excelled. She learns faster than she should. She notices patterns others miss. People instinctively listen when she speaks, even when her voice is soft. Authority seems to settle on her shoulders naturally, like something remembering where it belongs. Yet with every achievement, a quiet unease follows-as if she is fulfilling a role she was never told about. Despite the grandeur of her upbringing, Evanthe feels unseen by the one person she longs to understand most. Somewhere out there is a mother who chose absence, and Evanthe has built her identity around that wound-polite, composed, self-reliant, and quietly aching to prove she was worth staying for. She does not know that her mother is watching. She does not know that the distance was not shame, but fear. @urasianwriter @2025

─────────── ✶ ────────── ❝ She would have liked to have more time. More time to paint, more time to daydream, more time to spend with him. But Fate is a cruel entity and never lets a demigod be truly happy ❞

There are legacies we do not choose. Powers that awaken in grief. Shadows that recognize their mistress before she even understands what she has become. Ereina Vargas never asked to be the daughter of Hades. She just wanted an ordinary life, a living mother, a predictable future. But death has other plans, and shadows never let go of what belongs to them. At the Half-Blood Camp, she discovers a world where myths breathe and where her name alone is enough to inspire mistrust. Yet, in this refuge that does not want her, a boy with a dangerous smile and eyes too bright looks at her as if she were not a curse. Luke Castellan. Son of Hermes, broken soul, heart at war. Between them, something weaves in the darkness. An attraction that defies reason. A bond born of shared silence. A love that already smells of ash. Because some stories are written in the stars. Others, in the shadows. And theirs might just consume everything they touch.