PJO Male Reader: The Lightbringer

PJO Male Reader: The Lightbringer

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Fanfic
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Y/n was left on the doorstep of an orphanage, and adopted not even a month later by a young couple that were looking to adopt, they were charmed the moment they laid eyes on him. Y/n was told this by many people in different ways growing up, he had the ability to get along with almost anyone, could talk his way out of almost anything, but he also knew not to abuse it, because that's not what a hero would do. Y/n was also gifted with many other things growing up, but he always had the nagging feeling like he was never at home, never truly where he belonged. By the time Y/n is 12 years old, he thinks he finally has a grasp on things...until he sees what he thought was a teacher turn into some sort of Man bat rip off... (If you couldn't already tell, he's the son of Aphrodite.) I do not own any of the images, videos, and other properties in this book.
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"Is it love or fate that binds us?" Being a half-blood is dangerous. Brutal. Unforgiving. Y/N knew that from the start. Raised by Athena herself, he was sculpted to be a weapon- sharp, precise, unfeeling. But the gods never shape without secrets. And Y/N was never told the whole truth. When he's sent to Camp Half-Blood, his silver tongue and haunting presence draw attention fast- but not all eyes are kind. Something inside him is stirring. Something ancient. A power that doesn't belong to Athena... and a heart that was never meant to feel. As the lines between strategy and sentiment begin to blur, Y/N is caught in a divine game with no rules-only wagers. A quiet pull toward a girl with storm-gray eyes. A prophecy left unsaid. A choice he was never supposed to have.

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