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❀˖° In which Azalea West the only daughter of Persephone couldn't keep her eyes off the new arrival in camp half-blood. OR ❀˖° In which the son of Poseidon and the daughter of Persephone fall madly in love with each other. ❀•°❀°•❀ "You were like two seconds ahead of me flower girl." "More like four seconds ahead, sunshine." ❀•°❀°•❀ // Percy Jackson and the Olympians (TV series) //Percy Jackson x femOC Completed for now until season two!

They weren't the heroes from the prophecy. They were the campers tending strawberry fields before sunrise. The healers patching wounds after a quest. The children who laughed around the campfire, mourned those who never came home, stumbled, healed, and kept moving forward anyway. Where Wildflowers Grow is a collection of interconnected oneshots following original demigods from Camp Half-Blood, Camp Jupiter, and beyond. Some stories are lighthearted, some heartbreaking, and others somewhere in between, but together they tell the lives of the heroes history rarely remembers. Because not every legend begins with a prophecy. Sometimes... it begins with a wildflower. Author's Note: This fic is based on me and my friends' current pjo roleplays. I'll display the names owners of the OCs with each update.

Make of This What You Will - THE REWRITE "Welcome, contestants, to Hour of Power!" Ten Enyoans from vastly diverse backgrounds converge for something they once thought they'd never see: a Symbalite's ambitious wish to create a groundbreaking game show while hiding this so-called brilliant idea from the fellow gods. As the competition unfolds, they must navigate challenges and form alliances, competing fiercely for a chance at immortality bestowed by the divine entity. While Clockwork seems to orchestrate everything flawlessly, the frequent changes in the rules suggest there's more going on beneath the surface of the contest. Make of it what you will, but the likelihood of hidden motives or danger lurking in the shadows may not be too far-fetched.

⤷ ゛IN WHICH... ˎˊ˗ Everyone knows the stories about the children of the Big Three. The ones born with impossible power, carrying the weight of gods who were never meant to have children in the first place. But Katherine Grace has never needed a reputation to make people step away. Being the daughter of Hades was enough. Being Thalia Grace's half-sister was more than enough. From the moment she discovered who she was, Katherine was forced to live with the expectations that came with her bloodline - the fear, the whispers, and the assumptions that she would become exactly like the god who fathered her. She doesn't want anyone's pity, and she definitely doesn't need anyone trying to protect her. Especially Percy Jackson, the reckless son of Poseidon who somehow manages to annoy her from the very second they meet. He's everything Katherine can't stand - impulsive, stubborn, and far too determined to look past the things everyone else sees. And she's everything Percy doesn't understand - guarded, impossible to read, and carrying a past she refuses to explain. Katherine doesn't need saving. She doesn't need someone telling her who she is. And she definitely doesn't need Percy Jackson in her life. { enemies to lovers } { percy jackson x female oc ) season/ book 1: in progress season/book 2: book 3: book 4: book 5:

Percy Jackson has broken fate's rules one too many times. Now a god himself ruler of life, keeper of fate, master of the blade - Percy should finally feel untouchable. Instead, something ancient has noticed him. Something older than the Titans. Older than Gaea. An accident of fate strands him on a forgotten shore, in the path of a woman who doesn't know what he is only that he's worth saving. He leaves her island a different man than he arrived. But eyes that see every thread of every life have already found the one thing he can't afford to lose. Olympus is about to learn that some wars aren't fought with armies. They're fought with love. Most Outstanding Rankings!! #1 Not Cliche

The year is 2035. Without warning, the sky splits apart. The sun turns black for thirteen minutes. A mysterious cosmic energy known as Mana floods Earth. Every living organism begins to evolve. Animals mutate into terrifying monsters. Plants become deadly. Ancient ruins emerge from beneath oceans and deserts. Rifts open across the planet, connecting Earth to countless other worlds. Gods who once viewed Earth as insignificant now see it as a new battlefield. Humanity is thrown into an age of survival. Among billions of people... One young man refuses to die. His name is Will Raizel.

In a world of bootleggers, mobs, mythical creatures, gods and goddess three dead men are able to escape from the underworld. The king of the underworld, Caym, sends some of his hounds to go find this gang. As the men try to survive in late 20s Ohio they open a speakeasy known as Club Elysium and hire some women to play music for the club. Will the men stay free? Can the hound find them? Will the rest of the speakeasy staff find out about their undead coworkers? Edit: I haven't worked on this in 3 years and I don't see myself working on this much more anyway but I might come back to it someday who knows

Aren awakens in a strange world with no memory except a heavy feeling of regret and guilt. After a rough encounter with a figure on Mt. Morvhen, he had a purpose in mind. To find the Fragment of Stillness, one of the seven remnants left behind by the Almighty One after the fall of the Seven Beasts. Each fragment holds immense power, and whoever gathers them all will decide the fate of the world. As Aren continues his journey, he met a scholar who told him about The Fall of The Beasts. Ending it with. Life's Slumber, Hope's Disappearance, Death's Isolation, Love's Prison, Time's Eternal Battlefield, Space's Chains, and Abundance's Exile. The fragments are scattered, and guarded by corrupted virtues. Aren soon learns the truth: the only way to restore balance is to reunite all seven Fragments and awaken the Beasts themselves. Whether their return will save the world, or end it remains unknown. Yet Aren continues forward, driven by a destiny.

They say the King of the Dead stole the spring. They're wrong. I walked into the dark on my own two feet. For a hundred years my mother kept me in a garden that couldn't die - safe, beloved, and buried alive. Then the earth opened, and he was standing in it: still, and vast, and the first creature in all my life to look at me like I was real. He didn't ask me to stay small. So let the poets carve their lie into the temple walls. Let them call it a kidnapping. I know what it was. It was the first time I was ever allowed to fall. She went down as Kore, the maiden. She is going to come back up as something the world should fear.

In a world of magic and mayhem, I serve a god who's kind of an annoying jerk. But whatever, I just have to follow his stupid breadcrumb quest and maybe he'll let me stop with this "Favor" ~~~ This is my first Wattpad story. Constructive criticism is valued. I genuinely don't know what I'm doing with the plot, and you might be able to tell. I hope you enjoy! (More tags to be added I guess let me know if there are any suggestions!) Cover made by me, don't judge too hard. I'm an author not an artist.

Saint Helena of the Yovanna Empire was never raised to live-she was raised to serve. Chosen by the gods and revered as a symbol of hope, Helena has spent her entire life carrying the prayers, expectations, and burdens of an empire that sees her as a miracle rather than a person. Her kindness is celebrated, her obedience praised, and her every action carefully watched. But when the war between Yovanna and the Kingdom of Aken threatens to consume both nations, Helena is offered as a symbol of peace. Sent across enemy borders to marry Prince Roan of Aken, she leaves behind the only home she has ever known and enters a kingdom that already despise her. Yet the enemies she was told were monsters are not so different from those she swore to protect. As Helena begins uncovering her own truth, Will she better understand her faith or lose it?

What if reincarnation wasn't a blessing... but a mistake? Sa mundong pinamamahalaan ng Threads of Fate, bawat tao ay may nakatakdang kapalaran-at isang beses lang silang pinapayagang mabuhay. Walang second chance. Walang reincarnation. Walang exception. Hanggang sa isang gabi, isang babaeng hindi dapat umiiral ang nagising sa gitna ng isang kagubatan na walang maalala kahit sariling pangalan. Ngunit habang hinahanap niya ang katotohanan, nagsisimulang maputol ang mga sinulid ng kapalaran ng mga taong nakakasalamuha niya. At sa bawat sinulid na napuputol... May isang nakalimutang lihim na muling nagigising. Tinawag siya ng mundo bilang isang halimaw. Tinawag siya ng mga diyos bilang isang pagkakamali. Pero may isang tanong na walang makasagot... Kung walang reincarnation... bakit siya nabuhay?

War and death plagued the world. Four lords created a pact not to interfere with the human world unless they are called for. Desmond T'hull, a ghoul, was sent to the Umbral Academy after the humans chased his kind to extinction. Now he must survive the constant threat of being killed by the monsters in the school or the humans. The Academy is full of monsters, sirens, demons, and more. But not everything is what it seems He must sacrifice everything to stay alive; that's the world now.

Cassie Jackson has been on the run since she was ten, she even changed her name to Daisy so she could stay hidden. On the run, she is met with trouble and she meets three other Demigod runaways (Thalia, Luke, and Annabeth). Years later, a newcomer, Percy Jackson comes to Camp Half-blood and is claimed by the god of the sea along with Cassie whose secret is now revealed. Her and Percy go on a quest with Percy's best friend Grover and Annabeth to retrieve Zeus' lightning bolt and save the world from a war of the gods. And the questions Percy has been needing answers to from Cassie are answered. And Cassie's fate is sealed. LUKECASTELLANxOC "You my daughter are a untamed sea that roars in the night."

Percy Jackson had killed four Titans, survived twelve years with Lupa, and somehow-impossibly-won the heart of the most dangerous woman in Rome. His life was finally, finally looking up. He was Imperator now, sworn to by eight hundred swords. He had Reyna, warm and fierce and his, sleeping beside him in the house they'd claimed together. He had Michael and Bianca, somehow navigating whatever they were becoming. He had Frank, steady and surprising, and Dakota, unreliable and irreplaceable. He had alliances with Amazons, grudging respect from enemies, and enough power that even the Senate's poison couldn't touch him. He had secrets, too. Too many. Too heavy. He was the son of Pontus, not Neptune-a truth buried so deep that only three living souls knew it. He had manipulated the Greek demigods, saved their lives under false names, kept their very existence hidden from his own legion. He knew Thalia Grace lived, knew Nico di Angelo walked between worlds, knew that the peaceful age between wars was merely the breath before the scream. And he had made enemies. The Senate, who saw his power and feared it. Octavian, who nursed humiliation like a beloved wound. Senator Jeffrey, whose face Percy had broken for touching Reyna. The gods themselves, watching a mortal rise too high, too fast, with too little reverence. Now, with Jason gone-taken, stolen by Juno's white light while Percy slept beside his girlfriend-the walls were cracking. The secrets were bleeding through. And the threats he'd kept at bay were rising to meet him.

For billions of years, the Universe was governed by four supreme beings: the God of Matter, the God of Force, the God of Time, and the God of Causality. Together, they maintained reality itself, the laws that separated past from future, cause from effect, life from death. Then they vanished. As the Universe reached the end of its lifespan, the Gods disappeared, and reality began to fall apart. Time stopped flowing. The past, present, and future collided. Entire civilizations appeared and disappeared without warning. Heroes, kings, monsters, and legends from every era suddenly returned to a world on the brink of destruction. At the same time, a select few awakened a mysterious power. Some gained the strength to level mountains. Others could control death, alter memories, or reshape the world around them. These powers became known as Authorities. Those who fully mastered an Authority were said to sit upon a Throne. Those who possessed only a portion of its power carried Fragments. As powerful individuals rose across the world, nations collapsed and wars erupted over the remains of creation. In the midst of the chaos, a nameless young man discovers a secret hidden from all of humanity. And before the end, the Universe chose a successor. As the heir to Matter, Force, Time, and Causality, he inherits the power of the very beings who created reality. But instead of becoming the world's savior, he begins searching for the truth behind the Gods' disappearance. Why was the Universe destined to die? What were the Gods trying to escape? And why does every answer point toward a terrifying truth? The Universe was never meant to last forever. Now, hunted by legends from every age and burdened with the inheritance of creation itself, he must decide whether to save a dying world... ...or become the one who brings its story to an end. "If the Gods are gone, then I will inherit their Thrones. And if this Universe must end, then I will decide how."

"i hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me" son of neptune - the blood of olympus jason grace x fem oc

Every century Camp Half-Blood hosts a set of games for the "entertainment" of the gods. 25 campers are chosen anonymously. Those who win these games are given great honour and glory but at what price? Read on to find out what challenges our heroes face. Or My attempt at an applyfic. Status - Under evaluation, closed as of now Read on if you dare!

Revolutionaries fight back against a corrupt ruler, and one of them is chosen as the successor. However, they soon discover that a corrupt ruler is the least of their worries. This story deals with a beached sea creature holding a prisoner, a copycat assassin with a sword that yearns for blood, a mysteriously wise (or wisely mysterious) cloaked man, and the capitol of Las Aminour that will never forget what happened.

✹ ─ 𝕮upid's Chokehold ( p.) in which a person is in the hands of the son of cupid and can't escape ❛ oh, but mama! i fell in love again! ❜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... Julian St. Cœur is the son of Eros, and Piper McLean is the daughter of Aphrodite, and they hate each other instantly. PJO/HOO. romance. fanfic [ p. mclean x oc | fanfic | ongoing ] 𝗖𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗕𝗬 @endgxme 2025 © afterglows Piper McLean x Male!OC