Being one of the few survivors of the Second Giant War, twenty-two-year-old Percy Jackson is crushed. Nobody seems to be an ally anymore. Everyone appears to think he knows it all: How to deal with all the losses, how to deal with all the empty seats at the dining pavilion, and how to deal with the guilt. The guilt that he could've saved more people. Scarred and feeling like he isn't useful anymore, Percy doesn't know what to do with his life-until he meets a person who makes his heart beat again. But of course, like anything else worth living for, spending time with this person isn't as easy as pie. Follow Percy Jackson, the powerful son of Poseidon as he goes through an adventure full of drama, heartache, deception, and love. I'll try to make this as non-cliche as possible :) Rankings: #1 in percyjackson 8/14/23 #1 in theseven 3/10/24 #1 in pertemis 3/9/24 #1 in perseus 8/28/23 #1 in chb 8/28/23 #1 in pjofandom 10/30/23

Sixty years after the giant war, the life of Percy Jackson or Lord Perseus as he is now called was in shambles. Getting married to the man hating godess as a part of a peace treaty was not what he expected when he accepted godhood.Neither was he ready to carry the weight and endure the horror of the domains he was gifted with. Now with a new threat in the Horizon, will the god of heroes be able to fix his life ? All rights belong to Rick Riordan. The plot belongs to me.

Athena said Loyalty will kill him. Loyalty will kill. Maelstrom will destroy. Mystique will torture. He is Perseus, the worst of them all. ----/----/----/----/ His name was Percy Jackson. He was loyal. He was brave. He was powerful. He was betrayed. He was the hero of Olympus. Now, he's Perseus, or sometimes Mystique, or sometimes Maelstrom. He's still loyal. He's definitely still brave. He's very powerful. But he's not the hero of Olympus. Not anymore. I do not own PJO or HOO characters Rick Riordan does. (Warning:I started this when I was 12)

Whatever it is, he's seen it all. From son to warrior, to lover, and the following fall, he's experienced it all. It doesn't get much worse than the Void. Maybe a particular Titaness can band together with two guilty goddesses to save Percy. [Percy/Calypso/Artemis/Athena]

Percy Jackson was made from the hearth, Vesta and Neptune had to keep him a secret so they sent him away to keep him safe. Convinced he was abandoned the demigod strays farther and farther from the orphanage, only to meet a silver-eyed goddess.

Percy knelt before three of the gods. His hair was messy and his skin pale. His eyes were red rimmed and puffy and his cheeks tear stained. "Percy? What are you doing here so late?" Lady Hera asked. "I have a request." Percy said in a croaky voice. "Anything for the saviour of Olympus." Lady Hestia replied immediately. "I wish to die." When Annabeth breaks Percy's heart and turns everyone against him, he begs Artemis, Hestia and Hera to kill him. Not wanting their favourite hero to die, they give him a new purpose to live. As the hunts new guardian.

Book Two of The Chaos Chronicles. After a god and a group of demigods used their supposed last breath in order to save the world from a certain death, they find themselves a little confused when they awake in the land of the living instead of the realm of the dead. Especially when they realise that the spell they used had a few unexpected side-effects. However, their quest to find answers leaves them with more questions than they started with... First Published 2015, Rewritten 2021.

Percy had never asked to be a demigod. It was a fact that he had maintained ever since he'd made the discovery that he was a demigod all of those years ago. He'd been pursued for years by Prophecy after Prophecy, each one greater than the last. Now, Percy's biggest desire is peace; to be able to relax and have a chance to spend time with family and friends. Unfortunately, The Fates seem to have different plans. Again. First Published 2014, Completed 2015. Rewritten in 2020.

"You remind me of the ocean," Two silver eye's pierced into the sea-green ones, as both children stood under the moon. The young girl with the silver eyes and auburn hair stood beside a tree with her hand gently touching its rough bark. Dried tears stained her porcelain cheeks. The young boy with hair dark as night could only stare at the girl in wonder, amazed as the moonlight seemed to surround her small figure. A small smile formed on his lips when he heard her comment. "You remind me of moonlight," His voice was gentle, soothing to hear. "I'm Artemis," The girl blurted out as she tried to cover a golden blush that crept onto her cheeks. The boy smiled wider and extended his hand. "I'm Perseus, but please call me Percy." eons ago when the universe was born, along with it came a young boy, whose very body represented the universe itself. The young boy grew in solitude until he discovered life within himself. Curious he manifested himself into a simple being, resembling a species called humans. Traveling among many worlds he learned of his creations he was unaware of, Until one day. He stumbles onto a crumbling plant named earth. The titan king was horrendous and devoured his children, wanting to help. The entity aided the young Zeus in the form of an eagle. After the wonderous defeat of the titans Kronos, he continued his travels and claimed the name of Perseus after meeting a woman willing to take care of him in his child form. One night, Percy finds his way to Delos, where he meets a crying goddess girl. Percy unknowingly falls in love, without realizing the consequences of this romance, and the enemies that would be against it. Disclaimer: Percy and some characters belong to Rick, everything else here belongs to me,

Percy Jackson has been betrayed by everyone he cares about, everyone he loves- even Annabeth, the one person he thought he could always count on. So what happens when he starts a new life, with a new girlfriend and new (old?) friends? What happens when he moves on and creates a new home in the army of Chaos? The only thing that can happen when you're the son of a god, you are called upon to do their bidding. You can run as much as you like, but your blood will always doom you to the lifelong curse of being a demigod.