Persephoneia "Percy" Cordelia Jackson is considered a prime example of why it is that the worst of storms are nearly always named after girls. Practically the living embodiment of the beautiful but deadly seas, she's not someone any sane person wants to mess with. As of late however it would seeme monsters of Greek Mythology and the gods of Olympus *cough, Zeus, cough* didn't get the memo. As when Zeus' favorite plaything is stolen his prime suspect is, you guessed it, Percy. Now to soothe the King of Primadonas' fragile masculinity she and her friends have ten days to retrieve and return his stolen property. Should in theory be easy enough for the only demigod daughter of Poseidon who's cunning and intelligence rivals the brightest of Athena's children and coupled with a bit of divine intervention (as all heroes receive), right? Unfortunately such theories never quite want to apply to Percy - not like she's ever let that stop her before so why start now when she's got a god or two to flip the proverbial middle finger to?

Harry Potter x X-Men FemHarry FemHarry x Theo Nott

(Avengers x pjo wtm) We all know the story of Percy Jackson. The messed up demigod son of Poseidon. Hero of Olympus. But what if there was someone missing from the story. Rhea Baikov. Leah Antonov. Shadow. The dark widow. Angle of death She has a lot of names. But she was known as someone to be feared of...In both worlds. Monsters cowered at her name. Assassins were shocked that they were real. And the gods... But there was something no one but the gods knew about her. Something that caused her to be the way she is. Something that's entirely their fault. Hades x oc x (maybe) Persephone PJO x Avengers crossover. All rights belong to the writers and owners of the mcu and Rick for the pjo universe other than my oc and her story!!! And it's mature cause of the language used and the (kind of detailed) stories of her past.

Ella es una modelo perfecta. Él, una estrella del fútbol. Un contrato los une, pero la rivalidad es inmediata. Lo que empieza con roces podría terminar en el partido más inesperado: el del amor.

Carlos Después de estar en Ferrari me enfrentaba a un nuevo panorama y un nuevo equipo, iba mentalizado y comprometido con esta aventura, estaba preparado para asumir los cambios en mi futuro, pero no estaba en absoluto preparado para el riesgo inminente que era mi compañera de equipo. Emily era la personificación del caos y la locura, pude haberla tolerado, pero me enteré de sus verdaderas y malignas intenciones y no estaba dispuesto a caer en su trampa. Emily Unirme a la Formula 1 fue una oportunidad grandiosa por la que trabajé duro, podía imaginar un futuro brillante y lleno de alegría, aunque la realidad se empañó al conocer a mi arrogante compañero de equipo, jamás imaginé que aquel Carlos quien parecía agradable con todo el mundo en realidad pudiera ser un verdadero idiota. Estaba dispuesta a enfrentarlo a él y a todos los que quisieran hacerme la vida difícil, yo era una luchadora fuerte, hábil y capaz de mantener encendido el fuego en mi interior.

After a forbidden night with Ser Criston Cole, Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen is forced by her father, King Viserys, to drink the moon tea and protect her honor. To shield her image further, she weds Ser Laenor Velaryon, and together they move to Driftmark. Yet seven moons later, Rhaenyra gives birth to a daughter whose true parentage would ignite scandal across the realm. To safeguard her claim to the Iron Throne, she makes a heartbreaking choice - she surrenders her firstborn and buries the secret deep within her heart. That child, carried across worlds by fate and fire, finds herself in England, adopted by a wizarding couple who longed for a child of their own. Named Dahlia Aemma Potter, she grows into a girl of unusual magic and unshakable courage. But whispers of prophecy cling to her like shadows, and the truth of her bloodline threatens to unravel the balance of two worlds. Between dragonfire and wizardry, Dahlia must discover who she is - and decide whether to claim the destiny written in her blood or forge one of her own.

Me estoy durmiendo ya que en mi país son las 11: 28 pm

En mi mundo, Alas de Sangre era solo eso: una historia. Un libro de fantasía lleno de acción, traición, dragones, tensión sexual que cortaba el aire... y un hombre de ojos oscuros y tatuajes como cicatrices de guerra que me robaba el aliento con solo una palabra. Xaden Riorson. El personaje que jamás debía enamorarme porque era ficción. Porque no existía. Hasta que lo hizo. Hasta que desperté en un cuerpo que no era el mío, en una realidad que no debería existir. Y me llamaban Seryna Valenforth. No supe si estaba muerta, soñando o maldita. Solo sabía que ya no estaba en mi cama, en mi habitación del mundo real, sino en un castillo y una lista de futuros cadáveres desfilando por mi memoria. Ya conocía sus nombres: Jack Barlowe, Amber Mavis, Dain Aetos, incluso Violet Sorrengail... todos piezas de un tablero que estaba por romperse. Y yo estaba dentro. Una parte de mí se rehusaba a creerlo, pero la otra... la otra estaba lista. Había leído Alas de Sangre tantas veces que podía recitar líneas enteras. Sabía quién vivía. Quién moría. Cuándo. Cómo. Por qué. Y lo más importante: sabía a quién quería salvar. Liam. Mi soldado leal y dulce, cuya muerte aún me dolía aunque solo fuera papel y tinta. Sloane. Una niña con demasiada oscuridad y demasiada historia detrás de esos ojos. Andarna, mi dragona favorita. Y sí... también él. Xaden Riorson. Lo quería todo. Su mirada. Su respeto. Su deseo. Incluso sus advertencias envueltas en amenazas veladas. No pensaba ceder ese lugar. Esta vez, yo sería la que lo enfrentaría en la colchoneta de combate. Yo sería la que lo haría dudar. La que se convertiría en la debilidad que jamás vio venir. Y, tal vez, también en su fuerza. Cambiar la historia. Aunque me costara la vida. Porque esto ya no era un libro. Y yo ya no era una lectora. Era una jugadora. Y esta vez... el Imperio no tenía idea de con quién estaba jugando.

What if........ Percy Jackson, Daughter of Poseidon, hero of Olympus, was given another chance. Send to another world....where there is a young version of her....a young blonde-haired boy.....sent on the same journey she faced. She will do anything to protect her brother.....and guide him through the world of Greek mythology.

Harry has been manipulated and given potions by Dumbledoor to think that slytherin's are evil. He even thinks that his own twin is evil. When they suddenly get transported to the past so everyone can watch their lives. He stays away from her and her friends in the beginning, but slowly, he sees that she has done a lot of things for him and learns of what his so-called friends did. Verena khalida Phoebe Potter has sacrificed a lot for her brother. Even when her friends told her that she should give up on him, she couldn't. He was her twin. She always knew what her name's ment. Verena - to fear, to respect, Khalida- deathless, and Phoebe- moon of saturn. When she was 5, she learned about magic. When she was 7, she became a queen of two different kingdoms. She went through her creature inheritance at the age of 8 because of the abuse she had from her aunt and uncle. She is respected by every kind of creature she comes by, and she respects them. She claimed her titles other than her queen titles when she was 11. What will she do when her brother starts to see what has happened and how blind he has been?