Two months following the epic climax in Rick Riordan's The Blood of Olympas, Percy Jackson finds himself trapped in a mystery following his neighbor's heart attack and the disappearance of the man's son. He soon learns that he must go to a place beneath New York City called the "Underland", and when a mysterious visi...
What if traditional Greek myths were written like YA fantasy novels? This is an anthology of short stories that are retellings of classic myths, in the style of modern fiction. Beginning with "Perseus and Medusa" (or as I like to call it, "The Birth of Pegasus") there will be plenty of romance, bloodshed, and general...
After the second war, Percy decided to visit his mother, whom he felt would help him heal. but during a trip to the laundry room, he starts a whole new adventure. (p.s. this is my first story, so if it's horrible, you know why)
This was not a Soc Darry's muscles could scare off, not a nightmare Soda's arm would chase away. This was inside me, eating away, and no matter how much my brother's wanted to get rid of it they were helpless
A Ponyboy Sick Fanfiction! Ponyboy wakes up not feeling so hot. Not wanting to burden his family anymore, how will he try to conceal his sickness with the prying eyes of his brothers and friends observing his every move? Just a bit of fun!
This is a collection of poems I've written down over the years and will be updated with new ones I come up with when the muse hits me. (Slow Updates)
A book full of Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus sickfics. I will write any suggestions/requests!
This is just a collection of different sick fics, my ultimate weakness, about our favorite demigods and Norse einharjar. Most stories will only have one part but we'll see where it goes. Characters belong to Rick Riordan.
A collection of original poems. (All poems © 2016 and 2017 by Jenn Wahrheit. All rights reserved.)
What went through Legolas's mind as Aragorn, his closest friend, passed away before his eyes? What did Boromir perceive as his life slipped away, bleeding out so far from Gondor? How did Thranduil get his scars, the tragic event that made the Woodland King so cold? Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you to my collection...
Thalia has been brought back to life. The camp has been saved. Luke is still on the loose. And yet Annabeth's choices still aren't over. When she goes with Percy and Thalia to bring back some campers, she is captured by a manticore and taken to Mount Othrys, home of the Titans as bait. Her choice looms over her: a li...
People who are born with two souls in their body are rare. But since when did Harry and Percy obey the rules? Follow them as they try to survive after their brother was mistaken for being the Boy-Who-Lived. AU. Wrong BWL
a sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for stylistic purposes -aLL photography iS MINE -title was inspired by the ow...
A collection of lullabies and bedtime poetry for children and adults to sleep by. Composed by CalebRyanWriter. Copyright ©2018 by CalebRyanWriter __________________________________ Highest Ranking: - #4 in melodies as of 5/8/18 - #23 in bedtime as of 5/13/18
(**Highest rank: #63 in #flashfiction as of 5/11/18**) Written for the #ASnapshotInTime contest hosted by the @HistoricalFiction community. Won 1st Place in Short Story in the Victory Awards (2018) and in the Rosie Awards (2019). Providence is a colonial horse who was taken by the Redcoats from his owner Joey and fro...
Summer Graham was always a horse lover. But was never aloud to get a horse. One day when out on a ride on her neighbours horse, she finds a herd of mustangs and instantly falls in love with them. Especially the stallion. Although when they get rounded up and captured, Summer is determined to save the beautiful creatur...
"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my...
