Percy is in love and on top of the world. But Annabeth has another plan and decides to cheat on him with his half brother Nathaniel. He is heartbroken and decides to leave Camp Half Blood. Chaos finds him and takes him in, training him as his champion. Percy returns to Camp Half Blood years later, an unknown threat lurking. Danger lurking and having to return to those he once trusted, he has to learn to live near Annabeth and face the challenge of falling in love again. But this is a forbidden love. Can it work? Will she return his feelings?

He was a hero that was loved. He was a boy that had a good heart. But that person is gone. Now he is cold, sad and lonly and it was all their fault. That smiling guy is dead he is now only a shadow of what used to be. He is Chaos's son and only joy. He must go back and save the universe from Order, Chaos's brother. Will he survive? More importantly, is he even who he think he is? Or is he someone else? All the PJO characters belongs to our great Uncle Rick Riordan.

Percy felt useless at Camp Half Blood. After David Roberts son of Zeus arrived at Camp Half Blood everyone started to ignore Percy. Even the Gods did. Poseidon himself was ignoring Percy. His own son! He didn't know why at first but then he figured it out. David had told everyone at Camp Half Blood that Percy left him fighting monsters on his own while Percy just stood there watching. He was lying! But everyone believed him even Annabeth Chase the love of his life. One day he saw Annabeth and David kissing. That was the last string. At midnight he decided to pack his bags and run away. But while running away he fell into Tartarus again because a monster somehow kidnapped him in his sleep! But when he's in Tartarus, Chaos the creator of the universe saved him! Then what happened? He became the 2nd in command of Chaos' angel army and the 2nd most powerful person alive. He even brought back a few dead friends. Warning: I wrote this when I was 12.

This is the second book in the Broken trilogy. For the past year, the world has been tormented by the Nightmare. It shows no mercy, it can't be killed, and it can't be stopped. Except it can. A small ragtag group searches for a way to save their friend. But can he be saved? Can he escape the madness? Or will madness conquer all?

Percy Jackson has been called a murderer by the person he loves: Annabeth. Percy is ordered to leave camp, and meets the Universal Master, Lord Chaos, who happens to be his actual father. Learning that he is Omega, an all powerful Primordial, Percy meets his evil uncle End, faces extreme levels of pain and torture, celebrates with the Heroes of Olympus, and confront Gaia in a battle to the death. Will Percy ever get Annabeth back?

Percy isn't the normal boy everyone seems to think he is. One day the gods come to camp half-blood and claim that Percy betrayed the gods by conspiring with Gaea. Percy survived on his own for years before his real father found him. Here is a teaser to give you a taste of what is to come if you end up reading this story. Now that I look back on that experience I now know that you are to never trust the gods completely, or then again at all because the only thing that they do well is making the life of a demigod miserable. But at the same time I am so thankful to them because I know why I never truly belonged. Because I am Skylex son of Chaos prince of the Galaxy's Assassin of many. Now I know most of you hate AN like me (I always skip even if they say important) so I will try to do as little as possible. One more thing, I would like to dedicate this story to Rick Riordan because with out him I wouldn't be writing this right now. Sorry One last thing if you give me constructive criticism on my piece if you tell me your story I will give you good feed back. Thank you and enjoy! A

Chaos told me to never think of the moment again, but it was all I could ever do. Even after fivehundred years of immortality, it pained me as much like it just happened yesterday. And as much as everybody tried to make it better, they simply couldn't. I might be the highest commander of Chaos' Army, having done so many operations for him and even gotten my friends back from the land of the dead, but it couldn't make a difference. Because I was dead on the inside. I had died five hundred years ago, that day, when my life had changed for ever. My name is Phi, I am the Prince beyond the Stars.

(Sequel to Prince beyond the Stars) What would you do if your world started falling apart, leaving nothing but destruction and despair in a place you once called home? That's exactly what I was feeling. I finally believed to have gotten a happily ever after, and that the Fates weren't this cruel just for once. I had it all. Both of my parents, a little brother that loved me to the moon and back, and a best friend who, despite his family issues, was still there to support me through everything. And it was all ruined with one word. Of course, that one word was an answer to a question I asked. 'Even if there is a cure, would you survive?' I guess you can imagine what answer I had gotten. So as my world, along with those of my two friends, was starting to fall apart, we went looking for what we each needed most. Ann tried to find her reason to live. Eve wanted a way to clean his blame and have a normal life again. And me? I needed the onething that I would probably never find. A cure to save my father's life. So I'm begging to anyone who can hear my prayers. Please tell me I haven't fallen yet, and I will be able to find my purpose in life.