Echo: The Girl That Time Forgot
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I'm sure you've all heard the stories of Hera and Zeus, Aphrodite and Athena, Hades and Poseidon. But no one talks about me. My story, like so many others, has been glossed over in the books of history. The story of how the Queen of Heaven turned on me and sentenced me to an eternity of loneliness. How the King of Heaven stabbed me in the back and left me to the mercies of his wife. My own sisters don't remember my name. I am the girl that time forgot. But I am back, and I am bringing every human, nymph and immortal that has ever been wronged by the gods with me. Together we will bring Olympus to it's knees. My name is Echo, and this is my story.
[number 1 in the Olympus must fall series] cover by @_miss_idealist_
Also this is not a Percy Jackson fanfic and it is not related to the Riordan universe at all.
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