Hektor Stories

Alright, look, we didn't mean to be caught up in a war. It was an accident. We did something stupid because we were teenagers with bad brains and stuff. We didn't mean to dine with the king of Greece or learn to fight like a ninja. So it's a good thing we didn't. We ate with Trojan Princes and got schooled. Literally. Hours and hours of it. It was so...boring, facinating, thrilling. Take your pick. This is the one where Will and I get really badass and Alice is like a ninja with her words. We all almost die. We watch people die. We make people die. And we begin to hate certain people so much we want them to die. Funnily enough it doesn't seem to be too much death. So, join us on our wonderful journey that takes us from our sleepy hometown to a raging battlefield. Journey with the emotional ride that is teenage-hood. A big thanks to Wattpad user alicia_alarcon for helping us heaps with the editing and making of this story. Go check out her page and read her books. They are awesome!

Man sollte nie den Zorn eines Gottes auf sich ziehen. Das gilt auch für die Unsterblichen. Zugegeben Poseidon war eigentlich nur indirekt an der Ursache für einen verärgerten Momos und eine gleichgültige Nemesis beteiligt. Aber er war beteiligt, weshalb nicht nur er entführt wird, sondern auch sein Sohn Percy. In einer Gerichtsverhandlung werden die Karten offen auf den Tisch gelegt, denn Momos' Rache ist psychischer Natur. Er wollte sehen, wie der Meeresgott bricht, und wie konnte man das besser machen, als ihm seinen eigenen Sohn wegzunehmen. Jegliche Sünden und Gräueltaten, die Poseidon jemals getan hat, werden Percy vor Augen geführt. Und Poseidon konnte nichts weiter tun, als mitanzusehen, wie ihm sein geliebter Sohn langsam aber sicher immer weiter entglitt, und wie sich die Zuneigung in seinen Augen immer weiter in Abscheu verwandelte.

You will never understand it until you risk it. You'll only regret it when its gone.

Saint Paul's platoon is made up of nine mighty Powers - among them are Nemecsek, Csónakos, Geréb, Kolnay, Richter and Csele - and their commander, Virtue Boka. However, the angels serving the Almighty don't only occupy themselves with carrying out the Almighty's plan, seeing that they occasionally end up in their fair share of trouble themselves. How do they fare when one of their comrades goes missing and it turns out that the ranks of Hell - the Dukes of the Crimson Order, to be precise - have something to do with the business? This is a story using the characters of The Paul Street Boys, slightly inspired by Good Omens, and with one tiny idea borrowed from Percy Jackson. Now, as the keen observer might have noticed when gazing at the cover, there is a child of sorts involved. Who brings this child into the world? Well, one of our beloved angels, meaning that you can expect a male-presenting character (with emphasis on "presenting", seeing as angels are considered to be genderfluid or agender, although all non-OC characters are using he/him-pronouns) to be expecting. So, if you can't stomach that, this isn't the story for you. However, there are no graphic descriptions of... well, anything, except for characters gazing at each other lovingly. But surely, that can't be too disturbing. So, with that said, good luck!

Ionas Baumann est un jeune lycéen, qui a une vie des plus banals. Mais un jour alors qu'il est avec son frère, il va faire une rencontre étrange... Qui est ce jeune homme qui semble être littéralement tombé du ciel ? Pourquoi celui-ci n'a l'air d'absolument rien connaître sur le monde jusqu'à son prénom ? C'est ce que Ionas va chercher à savoir, en plus de devoir apprendre comment vivre à un parfait inconnu.