Percy Jackson: The Betrayal, The Return

Percy Jackson: The Betrayal, The Return

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Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Flynn... I don't know what to say except that he took everything from me. I don't exactly know how because it happened so fast. I went from being treated like a God at camp half blood to being treated like a pile of dirt. I still stayed but the thing that pushed me over the edge is when I caught my Girlfriend: Annabeth, making out with Flynn. It broke my heart. So I left, soon after I was confronted by Chaos
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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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