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 abused his status and powers to torment the other campers just to give him a laugh. Driven out of camp, Percy searched for a new life while trying to come to terms of his friends' betrayal. He searched and searched until he read of the many worlds outside of Earth and knew then that was where he was going to search for his new life. Hey Guys! This is going to be my Chaos fan fiction. It's going to start out similar to other Chaos stories with the betrayal stuff but I want to focus more on Percy's life before he is sent back to Earth and basically how he becomes the most powerful bad ass in the history of the universe.

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 an innocent. A hero with strength, integrity, kindness, and a heart of gold. And it would be his undoing. It has become race against the clock. Once it starts to tick, we have little time to piece together the puzzle and find the elixer before the clock strikes and I lose him once more. This time, forever. DISCLAIMER: This is the disclaimer for the whole book. I don't own any Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus characters (If only!). Rick Riordan does (Lucky him!).

Book Two of the Astra Windlass trilogy. After the conflict with Kronos and learning about Ouranos' attempt of resurrection, Astra Windlass, daughter of Artemis, is sent on a mission. The Aphrodite cabin has gone missing during their trip to Olympus, and so has the goddess herself. On the other hand, random fights have abnormally been breaking out among campers in Camp Half-Blood, and it's up to Astra and the gang to figure out what's up. Alongside these mysteries, an unexpected reveal from one of the gang's family members will have everything succumb into chaos. Even with the feud between Astra and her grandfather, she goes on the quest in hopes of figuring out who exactly is behind all of this. Who is causing the discord in the camp? Does the rising of Ouranos have something to do with this? Or is Astra possibly overthinking everything and should probably settle down with a chocolate taco? Based off the Percy Jackson and Heroes of Olympus series [written before ToA].

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, I stepped through the portal. 10 000 years later, Percy is Commander Epsilon, leader of the Elite team in Lord Chaos' army. With his warriors by his side, they are all forced to return to Camp-Half Blood to save the planet from the darkest force in all the known worlds. Can Percy forgive those who betrayed him in time to save Earth from Destruction? DISCLAIMER: This is the disclaimer for the whole book. I don't own any Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus characters (If only!). Rick Riordan does (Lucky him!). NOTE: This book was written before the House of Hades. Please forgive any mistakes made because of this. Try for a little imagination ;)

She has given her word to keep them safe. But would she go as far as to give up her life? And what does Aslan have planned for her when it is all done? A look into the life of Narnia's first warrior!

It's been 2 years since I met my mother. I became chief and toothless became alpha. I'm now known as the Dragon Master. I'm very proud of this title if I do say so myself. I might be chief but with dragons by our side, I still have the time to live life the way I did discovering new lands. Me, my girlfriend and the rest of the gang have come across a couple of familiar faces and are now having to face new challenges. Even with all this spare time I have though, I still wish toothless had another of his kind. And maybe someday I will find one... The first book in the Dragon Masters series. ~I don't own anything owned by DreamWorks~

Three years! I've been chief for three years now. It's been nice but this snoggletog has made me just loose it. I have so much going on in my mind right now and I need time to sought things out, so I'm going on a holiday. Me and Toothless are going to continue the map further than we ever have before. I'm going to accomplish what I started. I'm going to continue what I love and I'm going to find another Night Fury. Even if it takes me my whole life I shall keep looking. Well.....these were my plans until I hit a couple of obstacles. You could say I did find another Night Fury, but it's a little more complicated then that. You see, this particular Night Fury isn't exactly what you would call, dragon but more Chief. The second book in the Dragon Masters series. ~I don't own anything owned by DreamWorks, Pixar or Disney~ Story - ©Moonstone360

rank: #18 in howtotrainyourdragon My name is Emma. I'm different than other nineteen-year-old girls; in fact, I'm different than everyone. I posess strange, evil powers--I always have. For starters, my chocolate brown hair has a dark purple sheen to it, and my eyes are dark purple as well... But the really weird thing is my birthmark: I have a purple birthmark that swirls and spirals like a vine up my left arm down to my hand and to my ring finger-tip and up the right side of my neck. But the real reason that I'm a freak... a monster... is because I cause a wake of destruction everywhere I go, and not because I'm clumsy. If I'm even at all tense, my footsteps leave dark purple scorch marks. When I get mad, my surroundings ignite with black and purple fire. It,s unpredictable because it's almost never the same thing, for instance, I often accidentally blast a purple beam of energy, or I cause gigantic black vines with purple thorns to rise from the ground without warning. I was abandoned when I was a baby, not that I can blame them... There are even legends about me that Vikings tell for ghost stories, or if they want to scare their kids into staying inside. They call me a monster. And they're right.

Reyna popped fresh out of the box with a knife, and a deep hatred for spiders. How was she supposed to know the keeper of the runners wasn't an eight legged monster? Cut her some slack! She had her eyes closed... Meanwhile, Chuck becomes the true fanboy he was born to be. |light hearted TMR fanfic| |written ages ago| |people with asthma beware|

THIS IS A DISCONTINUED STORY AND IS NOT FINISHED "What's his name?" "Thomas." WICKED has never seen anything like this before. Every single thing about Autumn made no sense to them. She is the most dangerous, unplanned Variable they have ever been faced with. She posses powers and intelligence that was unthinkable before... And the worst part was; Autumn didn't even realize it. Sequel to "The Glitch"