Ares cerita

Fiorella is four years old. she's always lived with her mum from what she can remember but what she doesn't know is that she has a father and six brothers who really need and love her. She loves dancing it's her escape from the world and a way to show her emotions. What happens when her and her mother get into a terrible car accident in which her mother passes away. How will she react to having to move and live with her brothers and father who she doesn't remember. Read to find out

She wasn't supposed to exist. Born from love and war - from Aphrodite and Ares - Lyra is something in between. Not a god. Not a demigod. Just... something else. She's shy, clingy, and soft-spoken, always hiding behind Annabeth's sleeve and smiling through the noise of Camp Half-Blood. Everyone loves her. Everyone protects her. No one knows why. But when someone hurts the people she loves, Lyra doesn't cry. She just goes quiet. And afterward... someone's missing something. Because love, when born from war, isn't harmless. Not even when it smiles. WE GO #1 IN #PERCYJACKSON

PAUSED TILL SEASON 3 "I know you know you're pretty everybody wants you. I know you know I'm part of that crowd" May Matisse the kindhearted daughter of Aphrodite and Clarisse La Rue the fierce daughter of Ares have always made an unlikely pair. But despite what everyone thinks they have been best friends since they met. As they get older that friendship turns into something more. With a looming war of the Gods threatening, what lies ahead for these two girls? Idiots in love/best friends to lovers Follows the show plot because I read the books a million years ago and don't remember a lot. Aged up

Abelia Aurelius has always believed herself to be a rather uninteresting girl- born of roman parents in Greece she has lived a rather stressful life under the constant strain of her materialistic mother and her constantly absent sailor of a father. But a dream has always haunted her. A dream of golden eyes and warm smiles that left her with a cloak that seemed like it couldn't have possibly been made by mortal hands. And little does she know of the love the sun holds for her... ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ A little fic about the greek gods mainly inspired by my own dreams and practices as a hellenistic wiccan- that being said there will he some shipping and fluff and future smut because... Well its the greek gods. Need I say more? There will also be some more mature themes as there will be some violence and the like.

TW: smut, fluff, angst, etc. basically just a bunch of imagines of greek gods; based off percy jackson interpretations of the gods if u squint REQUESTS OPEN!

𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 (𝚊𝚍𝚓.) 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕; 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 (𝚊𝚍𝚓.) 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚎-𝚛𝚎𝚍 Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief Book I of the Immortals Series [fem!oc x apollo] [slowburn]

A bunch of greek gods' headcanons as i am obsessed with greek mythology

A story about how a boy and his friends save the world. You can only use my work if you email me!

"Oh, the heart beats in its cage. . ." oc x percy jackson PJO TLT Percy Jackson and the Olympians is not mine! However, these characters are: Addy Franny Addy's family Poppy

Beneath the waves of the Blue Depths lies the Kingdom of Thaloréan. Princess Aurelia Marinthé, Pearl of the Tide Throne, is sent on a diplomatic journey to secure peace with other realms. But as dark sea spirits awaken, her mission quickly becomes a test of courage and the fate of the oceans. There will also be Greek gods and goddess

IN WHICH River Jackson can't escape her destiny. BOOK 2 OF GODS AND MONSTERS TLH - BOO (Heroes of Olympus) BASED ON THE BOOKS PIPER MCLEAN x FEM! OC JASON GRACE x FEM! OC FIRST POV TLH: ongoing. . . SON: not started MOA: not started HOH: not started BOO: not started

Beauty, Money and even intelligence Kassandra lives like a princess in a golden palace - even if problems follow her like the plague. After meeting a certain boy named Percy Jackson, K.C.'s life becomes even more dangerous. The truth about his identity and parentage is revealed, leading him into the world of myths and legends, where NOTHING IS EVER WHAT IT SEEMS. This world brings him some problem and The fate of the world does not rest solely in the hands of Percy (Book one in the queen series) [Percy Jackson/oc] I'd like to point out that English is not my native language, so there may be mistakes if you find any, please let me know. publish on quotev (jarjar557)

Before gods etched their names in the heavens... Before emperors carved their legacies into stone... There existed a being whispered of only once, even among immortals. Neither fully god, nor man, nor dragon-yet all three at once. Legends call him the Azure Heir of the Heavenly Sea, a son of Poseidon whose power commands storms, dragons, and even the wind itself. Many have tried to ascend the sacred peak where he dwells, but none return. Temples crumble. Scrolls decay. Dynasties fall. History forgets. Yet the gods remember. And they fear what they have never seen. Dive into a tale of forbidden power, lost legends, and a legacy that could shake the heavens.

Cassiopeia Walburga Black had a secret. It is a secret that only two people in the wizarding world knew, and that was her parents. One evening, that was all going to change. The Fates, wanting to unite two worlds, decided to reveal that secret to the wizarding world. By making them watch her life. Regulus and Sirius Black are going to learn their little sister isn't who they think she is. They are all going to find out that Greek mythology is real. They are going to find out that Cassiopeia is part of that world. They are going to find out that Cassiopeia is an embodiment of blood and the stars... They are going to find out that Cassiopeia Black is the daughter of Ares. OC Black x Percy Jackson.

The Titan of Oblivion doesn't just want me dead. He wants me empty. Every memory I unlock to save the world is another piece of myself I lose. The god inside me is waking up. And he's not asking for permission to take the wheel. I am the last library of the divine. I am the echo of Olympus. And if I fall... The world forgets itself forever.

The Greek gods in general honestly don't mind modern times. Sure, a whole lot less people believe in them, and that greatly reduces their powers, but it saves them time since they don't have to talk to priestesses, or help heroes kill monsters, or make earthquakes to swallow pesky mortals. But one day, in the middle of breakfast (I know, right? The blasphemy) aliens arrive. And the aliens have their own gods. And their gods are stronger, because the aliens actually believe in them. And so a mix of different gods from different pantheons embark on a quest to make humanity believe in them again. Unfortunately, times have changed, and that won't be as easy as it was thousands of years ago.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖆𝖉𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕳𝖊𝖎𝖗. ~ "Look, kid, you're special. And not just that 'Mommy's little girl' kinda way either. You have power in your veins. You have universes in your cells. You just might be our only hope in the end." "If I have to fight, can I have chocolate and a harem?" "..." ~ Alex Hayda was no stranger to the strange, abnormal, and down right weird. Her home life was a prime example of this. She was used to things being such. What, with the things with horns, wings, and scales she saw out of the corners of her eyes. After being kicked out of school with Perci... again, after the Museum Incident, even more strange things start happening. The weather is at war, the ground is shaking, the stars are moving, and so much more. At Camp Half-Blood, things are even weirder. The plants are dancing, the river is worried, the cabins are preparing, and a little girl by the fire is waiting. Will the Sea, the Owl, the Satyr, the Skeleton, the Flame, and the Heir finish the quest to stop the third World War from hitting New York? What exactly does the prophecy entail? This is the first recording found of the life of Alex Hayda. Let's see what happened...

The wars are over, but the story isn't. Ode to the Daughter of Death is a collection of quiet hymns to the life Kallistrate and Telemachus built in the shadow of Olympus-a mortal marriage that endures gods, grief, and time itself. Across the years, their home becomes a kingdom shaped by devotion: Penelope's wisdom still steering its halls, Odysseus' memory haunting its shorelines, and their children growing into the myths that will outlive them. From the reckless tenderness of young love to the calm ache of old age, these stories trace the heartbeat of Ithaca-the laughter that fills its courtyards, the olive groves that remember their vows, and the gods who cannot quite let them go. Ares is still as sharp as a blade's edge; Athena still watches from her high, silent perch; Althea still learns how to wield both blade and mercy. Between feasts and funerals, miracles and mischief, this is the song of what remains when legends rest-the love, the lineage, and the mortal courage that dares to keep living.

This is a story idea of a plus size boy who learns to fight his demons and the people who

Zeus made a angel.