In the worlds of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson, Harry is eating dinner in the Great Hall and Percy is being chased by monsters. How do the two worlds meet? Simple. Percy falls through the enchanted glass ceiling of the great hall unconscious. Percy doesn't know where he is, only that he's being chased by monsters. Fighting in the sky with Blackjack, there are only two monsters left. The monsters hit Blackjack and Percy with their clubs upside the head, rendering them unconscious and spiralling in different directions. As Percy plummets downwards, Riptide slips out of his hand and slices through the two remaining monsters, killing them out of pure luck. Or is it pure luck? When Percy wakes up in the Hogwarts infirmary and tries to leave, Hecate tell him to stay and protect the Boy Who Lived and his two closest friends. Except how is he supposed to protect people that don't trust him? Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, HOO, or HP.

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I'm stuck in the middle of a typical high school love cliche. I'm positive you've heard this story before. The one where there's the plain nerdy new girl, which, in this case, would be Aspen Smith, and a gorgeous player who would be Ethan James, in this case, fall for each other. The pair will go through many obstacles and weird adventures and somehow by the end fall in love. Add in the nerd's best friends, a slutty, clingy ex-girlfriend and you have yourself a high school love affair. Oh, and that so-called slutty clingy ex-girlfriend just happens to be yours truly.

I spread my legs wide open so that he had a clear view of what I was about to do next, a strangled sound escaping his throat as I inserted the phallic shaped vibrator into myself. The pulsing instantly radiated throughout my body and the tingling pleasure combined with this voyeuristic peep show, had my senses heightened. A loud moan fell from my lips. Dare I say it?, I contemplated. Screw it, I had already come this far. Why not finish what I had started? "Ooh, Matt," I cried out breathlessly, my toes curling around the bedsheets. "Fuck me harder." From across the hallway, he sharply inhaled and a smile immediately played out over my lips. Mission accomplished. Vanessa Adams can't believe her fantastic luck when she meets hot bad boy, Matthew Jones. It's just a shame that he's introduced to her as her twin brother, Jake's new best friend. Unable to resist his charms, she embarks on a forbidden and steamy affair with him. She knows she's playing with fire but Jake is also hiding a massive secret of his own that just may destroy the bond he shares with his sister. What's a girl to do when the love of her life is off limits and her brother is not all that he appears?

♛𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄♛ "You like what you see , Jaxon?" He got up and came closer to me and replied. "I like you any day, Hour and minute." He grabbed my neck and slowly and started peppering kisses down my body . I let out a low moan and he whispers in my ear- "Remember when I said I was going to make you talk..... Well I am when I fuck the shit out of you." He pushes me on the bed and says- "Spread your legs. I want to see all of you." - THIS USED TO BE CALLED BUNNY TILL I REWROTE IT. COVER MADE BY ME OF COURSE:) [MATURE CONTENT]

Dash has five sisters...yeah he is the only boy that his parents had. His sisters are all older then him, he is in his last year of high school. Three of his sisters are in collage close by and the other two are still figuring out what they want to do. All five of them have boyfriends... Dash never thought he would be into guys, he always thought he would be into girls like he was supposed to. But after a very revealing video his best friend sent him he knew he was into guys. Dash freaks out when his sisters bring there boyfriends over for a big family dinner. All of them are freaking hot! And things get worse when not one but all five flirt with him. Dash isn't out and doesn't know what to do... WARNING: This story has horrible grammar and spelling! Hell it's horrible in general. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! • (Rude comments will get you muted)

A rich, privileged young man with a troubled past, moves to LA for a fresh start but ends up falling in love with the last person he expected. A man. Will he allow himself to finally be happy with the one person who has managed to break down his tough exterior or will he let him slip away? *Trigger warning: suicide, eating disorder, death*

Taylor weighs a whopping 98 pounds, and in his mind he weights over 300 all thanks to a comment a few boys made in the locker room. He goes through sweat, blood, and tears just to become the pretty boy society expects him to be.

"You should really eat something, you don't look too good." I look up at Gray, who seems to be studying me. I can't help but feel bad. I really like this boy. He might like me too. But I'm destroying myself, and I can't stop. *Trigger Warning* -Eating Disorder -Self Harm

"Very good, Wesley," he breathed, the warm air fanning across the merchant captain's face. "Now I suggest you listen closely because I don't do this very often." Wesley curiosity grew, though he kept a healthy degree of skepticism as he listened to the pirate. "I'm prepared to offer you a deal." "What kind of deal?" he asked, his heart racing. "I seem to have found something that I want even more than your ship's cargo," he said with an unsettling smirk. "And I am prepared to let what remains of your crew sail free if I get it." "Name your price," Wesley said, at this point ready to agree to anything if his crew would live. Valentine reached out and tilted Wesley's head up so he could get a better view of it. His smirk seemed to grow as he let one little word slip through his lips. "You." *This is an LGBTQ+ story*