[DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters in this story. All rights to Rick Riordan, the brilliant mind behind all of this.] Percy had changed. He lost himself years ago. He was on his own now, and he wasn't sure anyone or anything could help him. But what if he was wrong? Nico knew he was alone. His father left, and his mother and sister were both dead and gone. He knew there could be someone to break him, but the real question: Who?

Everybody hates Percy right? Yes, so Percy runs, far away, maybe to rebuild, maybe to collapse all over again, but who knows? It's worth the risk.

Perseus Jackson...a name that will be remembered for all time. Everyone loves him, but he has lost too much to hardly love any of them back. He has lost more than you think and only a special person can bring it back. This is NOT a betrayed story, it's a story of bringing back the hero from the depths of his blackening soul and watching as he tries to come back to the light for the others in his life. Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns PJO/HOO. #Wattys2015

SO I really DONT want to spoil this so READ

A story about what comes after destiny - and what it costs to build a life beyond prophecy. When old powers rise and forgotten debts return to the surface, the heroes of the past are forced to confront a future none of them were prepared for. Bonds are tested, loyalties shift, and the meaning of family changes in ways no one expects. Across battles and reunions, secrets and second chances, this is a tale of growing up, growing together, and growing into the people they were always meant to become. It's about home, and the long road it takes to find it. It's about love - the messy kind, the stubborn kind, the kind that survives everything. It's about choosing each other, again and again, even when the world doesn't make it easy. Spanning years, friendships, heartbreak, healing, and the quiet moments that matter most, this is a journey from chaos to peace, from prophecy to freedom, from childhood to something far greater. Nothing is the same. And that's exactly the point. LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT A SEQUEL!

Percy Jackson, once a hero and now a voice echoing through the dark, learns that the hardest battles are fought not with monsters, but with the truths we fear to speak.

This is my first Percy Jackson story. I've done fanfics before but my style isn't for the faint of heart. So, don't hold your breath for happy endings and dead reviving. Good stories don't have back doors and loop holes to avoid the tears. You have been warned.

They start on different sides of a spectrum. Jason is popular, Percy is a loser. Jason takes notice in the quiet boy and that's when they start moving towards each other. It takes 11 years for them to finally be in the middle of the spectrum, meeting and learning about each other together. Jason learns that there's a lot more to Percy than he reveals and vice versa. War is close, almost breathing down their necks. Can they get through this with their love still intact? Or will it shatter along with Percy's soul? Jercy (Jason x Percy) (I don't really know if this sums it up perfectly but I tried.)

I stared up at him, studying his face. His lips were dry and chapped and yet he was still biting them. His normally bright eyes were clouded over, like storm clouds obscuring a bright blue sky. A single strand of hair flopped into his eyes. I could feel the tension growing between us And I didn't want to change a dam thing ***********SEQUEL OUT NOW*********** DISCLAIMER: Characters are the property of Rick Riordan Art is not mine either Completed: 16/11/19

❝ how does one fall in love? ❞ percy jackson obsessively swipes through grindr. he spends nights with guy after guy, temporarily relieving his loneliness without the fear of attachment. jason grace lets himself be pushed around. he's been doing what everyone wants him to do for so long, he's forgotten what he wants. he doesn't want to disappoint anyone, after all. percy avoids affection like the plague, afraid of getting hurt. jason avoids love like the plague, afraid of hurting others. they run in circles, chasing the answer to the question until their paths align.