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The adopted son of Sally Jackson turns out to be a half-blood too, he must go to camp half-blood with her oldest son, Percy. While at camp Percy gets accused of stealing Zeus' lightning bolt. Percy, Annabeth, Jason, and their satyr friend Grover have to prove the gods wrong and find and return Zeus master bolt before time runs out. ** I DON'T OWN THE PERCY JACKSON SERIES OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS ** ** IF I USED YOUR ART AND YOU WANT ME TO REMOVE IT SIMPLY ASK AND I WILL **

betrayal is all they could feel. their fatal flaws broken. loyalty broken and betrayed by old so called freinds.

(Percy Jackson Fanfiction) Jason dies, and Piper is mad. Beyond mad. The camp is over his death in a week, but when something happens to Percy, they worry for months. She unlocks the true powers of charm speaking, and learns to use it in a hypnotizing way, she wants to get her revenge and have camp in her control. What happens? Will she succeed? Will she change? Who will stop her? Or will no one stop her? Information: - No bad language - Jason is dead - Piper never found a girlfriend (SPOILER)

Hamartia, weak point, Achille's heel, vulnerability, fatal flaw, etc. Whatever you call it, it means the same thing. And every hero has one. Mine? It's personal loyalty. And even loyalty has a bad side to it; a destructive point. I've just got one problem: my fatal flaw has no way around it. It just depends which kind of pain they suffer. Physical or mental. And I've come to realize, sadly too late, that a fatal flaw has nothing on a broken heart. Set after House of Hades. Basically my take on Blood of Olympus. All rights belong to Rick Riordan.

A young woman, a bleeding heart nonetheless, that only wants to save the ones she loves, makes a deal with Death. What she least expects is to find a light in him. What he can't forget is how she's a poison, and a beautiful one at that. He wants to save her. She wants to save him. Can they do it? Read "Poisonous Flaws" to find out.

After Percy defeated Gaea, his heart was broken when he saw Annabeth kissing another man. He then returns to the other place he calls home other than Sally's home and Camp Half-Blood, Camp Jupiter. Join Percy as he tries to overcome the pain a certain gray-eyed daughter of Athena caused him... All Rights Reserved for Rick Riordan... [Wattpad Featured Story]

A fatal flaw to a fatal fall. Icarus was trapped and ensnared because of his father's actions. Working from a young age as punishment for a crime he never committed, he finally experiences freedom. {A retelling of the Icarus story} {The image used for the cover is not mine, however the editing done to the cover is}

Shadow, Ice, Wind, Earth, Autumn, and Cloud. These are the six elements that reside in us all. But with bravery, freedom, thoughtfulness, intelligence, song, and amusement come rage, fear, loneliness, arrogance, depression, and ignorance. In the Green Forest, six tribes of wolves live their lives out in peace as they protect and grow the forest. Shadow Wolves guard the Inner Trees from anything that will harm them, Ice Wolves carry important information across all boundaries, Wind Wolves think of anything that will improve their home, Earth Wolves think of ways to make Wind ideas a reality, Autumn Wolves sing songs that heal the woods, and Cloud Wolves keep everyone happy. Everything is perfect, and the tribes live in harmony. That is, until they're born. "They" are the Bloodline Wolves, wolves born of two different tribes. And with two origins comes two fatal flaws. And with two fatal flaws comes destruction, and nothing will be as it is or was.

Sequel to Charcoal |Aster Malfoy |Harry potter/Percy Jackson| After the loss of her siblings, Her friends. The war has come to an end. At least the titan war. War will always be apart of being a demigod. Theirs no turning back. Fighting two wars seem impossible to the wizards. But when your a half-blood nothings impossible. They've seen it all. They didn't choose this and neither did you, They shoot to kill. aim for your heart. Live for the thrill. they fight for the adreniline. Thats what a demigod is. They will always win. Even when you think they go for defeat they will pick themselves up and set fire to your graves. when the repear comes knocking at their door. Their going twelve rounds. Tell the devil their coming back for more. Cause they fight for everything they die for, sacrifice for., Cause they wont die, No, not tonight. If you want to play, They can play all day. But they play dirty. All is fair this is war. Say yours prays lock your doors. Stick and stones breaking bones all together or all alone. If you want to win, Your going to have to kill. Do you want to put up a fight or do you want to get out alive? "No pain no victory."" They wont stop until they break through. Your messing with the best." look out their striking." Trouble is their game. "" Hit em up." This fires blazing"

In the dimly lit room, a chessboard awaited. "Each move decides a year of your life," said my opponent, Death.

This is a Percy Jackson sequal! Percy Jackson's fatal flaw is finally threatening him. The Gods and Demigods are in the middle of a war. Percy must decide where to put his loyalty, but no matter what he does, his loyalty is broken. What will he do? I do NOT own Percy Jackson. All rights go to Rick Riodian

A few months after the war with gaea, she came back, but not alone... Kronos was with her. In the battle between the demigods and titans they get ahold of Annabeth. They only need one demigod this time for Kronos' host. But Percy sacrifices himself for her and they take him instead. But what happens if he dies? The Savior of Olympus.... dead. No that can't happen So Percy gets a second chance. I mean he is the only one who can defeat Kronos. Let's face it the gods need him. Hades lets Percy live but he will come back as a different person. A new identity. He can't tell anyone who he really is and now he is the son of Hades. But the only for Percy to really become Percy again is by a true kiss from the one and only......... Annabeth Chase Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Percy Jackson character. They all belong to Uncle Rick Riordan

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Why does it have to hurt so bad? To finally feel something real! Razor blades aren't just for shaving, dear. Though I fear when I make sly glares, and stare at them blank less, never knowing what to say, hoping they won't say something first. I'll be here. Waiting for the day when the world is a better place, Maybe for the day, where sending letters is the new thing, and we better ourselves, by... Learning how to talk to people with emotion or empathy. I mean we're talking hand writing skills, grammar, ect. These all vital things of our language. So for this we all deserve our dosage of respect. It's all Just pure thought. Maybe that ought to he our dreams for the further. Not flying cars, and holograph wrist watches. when will there be a day when I can taste sweet smells of things other then raw hate. For the day that we stop sawing at each other. For the day that people's feet don't just stomp at your self-esteem, and dreams. Maybe somehow, we'll have smarter generations to come.

A story wrote for a class assignment originally using greek gods in epic poem format. Comments are, as always, welcome and appreciated. Have a marvelous day! "Hark my dearest friends, the tale of a man modest and lowly." "Lorenzo, whom creatures and spirits from realms unknown looked upon and wept, as they awaited his death with which he would be brought peace at last. He walked the cold and fruitless streets out of compassion, his grace unmatched by any of his traveling companions. He found himself in the presence of death more than once, and would yet again, for he traveled great distances to secure the life of a single stranger. His only enemy beyond man itself lie in the anger of Khione, and a great snow storm she would cast upon Philadelphia's skies to ensnare the weary, defenseless traveler. His heart would be his downfall, for he will have adopted the one being he was unprepared to care for; a child. The child that would, unbeknownst to him, become his successor."

On the night the Opera Populaire was consumed by fire, Erik rode into the wilderness on horseback, discovering an expansive castle that... Belonged to him? He lived there, all alone... Until Christine happened to show up at his doorstep. But why was she there? Where was Raoul? What if Erik and Christine both had... A fatal flaw? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Other Information: • In introducing Erik to Christianity in this fanfiction, I do not mean to play the part of God. "Fatal Flaw" is just a fictional story, and I really wanted to see Erik find the Light. In real life, however, only the Lord can make this happen. • The characters in this story belong to their rightful owners (such as Gaston Leroux and Victor Hugo), not to me. All I've done is taken them and written a fanfiction about them.