*Complete* 160,000+ words ~Book 2~ There was one thing I knew for fact. I was summoned to this world somehow, and now the only person that can send me back is the person who sent me here. And unfortunately, that just happened to be my worst enemy. Now, to go home and save what is left of my family, would mean betraying and dooming all demigods to losing. Even the three demigods I had grown to really care for. That was six months ago. Now, I have a new mission to decide the fates of all those around me. It's my turn to go to the Roman camp. *****All Right's go to Rick Riordan other than the plot twists I add or other minor edits. And of course, you own yourself, not me.***** ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ The Son Of Neptune ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Started: September 1, 2020 Ended: April 7, 2023

❝if it doesn't burn a little, what is the point of playing with fire?❞ ⤷bridgett devoue orenda (n.) a mystical force present in all people that empowers them to affect in the world or to effect change in their own lives [heros of olympus] [the lost hero-the dark prophecy] [leo valdez]

(Y/n) is living in New Rome, while Leo is in Camp Half-Blood. There had been a fight in camp between the two, and (Y/n) decided to go to Camp Jupiter for awhile to live with Jason Grace, her cousin. Now being the daughter of Poseidon wasn't exactly the easiest task, now try adding a problematic relationship, a pinch of trust issues, a dash of drama, a hint of clingy exes with a sprinkle of over protective family and maybe then it'll conclude to the disastrous dish we call love. So how about you join us for dinner and stay for dessert to find out what happens when letters get sent by our star-crossed lovers.

*Complete* 130,000+ words 𝔹𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕠𝕟𝕖 It started with an obsession. No matter what anyone could say, I was one of the biggest fans anyone could get of Percy Jackson and the Olympians and The Heroes of Olympus. Ever since day one, I was hooked, but I failed to read the warnings. I thought it was just a figment of my imagination. At least, I thought that until everything started to become a reality. The next thing I knew, the gods were playing a joke on me, and I was pulled into the world I had come so desperately to love. Except, something was different. I was trapped within the books, and I knew what would happen every step of the way... So long as I didn't screw that up. *****All Right's go to Rick Riordan other than the plot twists I add or other minor edits. And of course, you own yourself, not me.***** [𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕤𝕥 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠] ⚜️⚜️⚜️ Started: November 22, 2019 Ended: August 13, 2020 ⚜️⚜️⚜️

(Disclaimer: RICK RIORDAN OWNS ALL PJO & HOO CHARACTERS. YOU OWN YOU, LAST TIME I CHECKED.) Key: Y/n - your name L/n - last name N/n - nickname A/n - authors note H/c - hair color H/l - hair length E/c - eye color ‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡ Y/n always knew of her powers. She never expected to be highly sought after, however. Not just by monsters, but by gods too. Oh, and Gaea. Yup, she's back at it again and she's definitely not alone. Throughout the story, Y/n has to face murderous intentions on both her and her opponents ends, the confusion and pressure of choosing a side, and the inner conflict of her feelings from which were buried deep in her mind. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "I'm scared," I whispered; still clinging onto his hand desperately in an attempt to stay alive. He pulled and tried to lift me up. His tanned arms reaching their limit against my weight. "Just let me go." My voice never strained higher than a whisper as my feet reached to kiss the surface. "No." His own voice was strained and laced with determination as he pulled any last strength from his body and managed to heave me up. We collapsed on the ground next to each other and caught our breath from the fear that coursed through our veins. His hand reached mine and we gripped each other hard. We didn't want to lose one another again. But our hope was short lived as a lightning bolt pierced through his shoulder, knocking him backward in an instant. Our fingers detangled and reached to touch again. But I was too late. Too far. And he fell. I didn't think. I couldn't breathe. I didn't even hesitate. I jumped.

Cute stories of your relationship with the one and only Bad Boy Supreme, Supreme Commander of the Argo II, Super Sized McShizzle, Repair Boy, Flame head, and many other nicknames.... AKA: Leo Valdez❤️ Enjoy!

THIS IS AN AU GUYS Leo x Reader ey this story is kinda shit but you guys seem to like it so iM PROUD OF IT just a really long thing I came up with through middle school and apparently it's kind of popular woAh, thanks for reading! Key: (Y/N)- your name (H/C)- hair color (H/L)- hair length (E/C)- eye color (S/T)- skin tone I don't own PJO or you, Rick Riordan owns PJO, and you own you :D But I own the story line. It's miiine. No stealing. THIS IS AN AU SO NOT ALL FACTS WILL BE ACCURATE All rights reserved.

"Well, Valdez," I said quietly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. "It's going to be a crazy ride." Y/N is a girl who feels weak, but soon realizes that's not the case. Her mother is starting to blame her for things that keep happening, though Y/N doesn't have any control over them. After a satyr comes to the rescue, she arrives at Camp Half-Blood. There, a certain son of Hephaestus catches her eye.