Nico di angelo also known as that new sexy gay ( girls hope that it's bi, but it's not.) junior that could get anyone he wanted guy or girl. With his tall but lean figure an obvious 8 pack, ripped skinny jeans, band shirt, leather jacket, shaggy hair with an undercut, chiseled features and no one can forget those eyes. His eyes were a dark brown that almost looked black with specks of gold and silver that showed sadness, and his glare could bury you ten feet deep. Even with dashing good looks Nico doesn't know it. Enough about his looks Nico has a dark past that no one knows about. He is closed off and observant. What happens when he transfers to a school in New York called Goode high. Mainly Nico's point of view might add others eventually. Characters will be from pjo/hoo we'll see if add an occ. No smut and no foul language.

Take a look into Will Solace's life. You think he has it all: His father is Apollo, god of the sun and music and poetry and prophecy. He is head councilor of his cabin. He's one of the best healers in Camp Half Blood. Girls consider him one of the hottest (literally, sometimes) guys in CHB. But, what happens when he returns from the outside world, at the brick of death? Will Apollo take some interest in his son's life? Or will Will turn his life around, risking it all to chase the dark? #Solangelo CHARACTERS: R. RIORDAN COVER: @-blue-cookies- PLOT: mine & Annabethchase22 (FanFiction.net)

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Enjoy a small preview of the story, instead of a description. 'BOOM! The gunshot rang through my ears, being at such close proximity was not a good thing. I could feel the warm liquid seeping into my clothing, and a sharp pain in my chest. I was afraid to open my eyes, for fear of the scene I would see. But eventually, pressure got the best of me, and I opened my eyes. Laying directly over my chest was none other than the one that has stopped the bullet from going straight through my heart and killing me; the one thing that had kept me alive. "WILL!"'

Nico di Angelo is a forensic pathologist, well, training to be one. He spends his days examining dead bodies and learning how they died. Pretty cool, right? Will Solace is training to be a nurse. His goal is to prevent as many bodies from needing to be examined as possible. He wanted to save people. When these two move in together, many adventures follow, because honestly, what else can you expect when two complete opposites try to coexist? As time goes on they learn that maybe they aren't so different after all. Characters belong to Rick Riordan, but the plot and all that belong to me. Also, none of the art belongs to me, I just find it on the interweb. I did make the cover, but again, images were not mine. I can't draw to save my life. (65,742 words)

ON HOLD Newlywed Nico Di Angelo and Will Solace are soon flung into a whole new quest, this time with the Avengers. Will they be able to stop the unknown foe and their children, teamed up with the evil H.Y.D.R.A... ...Or will they lose it all? SET AFTER: -Blood of Olympus -Darkness Prevails -An Unexpected trip to Argentina SET DURING: -Trials of Apollo Happy reading !

Will Solace a senior in high school is making big plans for his future. He wants to be a doctor and is studying hard for college. One event will change his normal life and make him open his eyes to something he always knew about himself.

"If you don't use your voice, you're halfway in Asphodel already." No one can tell if Nico and Will love or hate eachother, because they bicker like crazy all the time. But maybe exactly that will help them both to fight their inner demons and to speak up again... This is my first fanfiction ever and English isn't even my first language so don't judge please also description writing sucks goodbye

Mute, silent, and alone. That's how I feel most of the time. Mute, because I can't talk. I can't voice an opinion or cry out in pain or frustration. Silent, because nobody seems to care. It's like I'm not even noticeable when I walk in a room sometimes. Alone, because there's nobody for me. My friends end up ditching me, always. I don't want to feel like this, and a mysterious stranger seems to have the same thoughts about my emotions. Mute, heard, and happy. ||| I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS, ALL CREDITS TO RICK RIORDAN |||

Everyday Nico goes into his favorite coffee shop and everyday there's something different written on his cup in purple marker. It happens for 29 days, until he says something other then what he wants to drink.