How do I defeat Apophis?I’m so glad you asked! Thoth beamed at me with his multicolored eyes. Unfortunately, I can’t tell you.I glanced at Walt. Do you want to kill him, or should I?
Honestly, I thought I was going to be a kite forever, suffocating inside a little feathery prison. And he had the nerve to make fun!
Hey, guys! Grover yelled somewhere above us. I think she's unconscious!Roooaaarrr!Maybe not, Grover corrected.
He was rewarded with a silver-and-red can of soda. He brandished it at the dolphin warriors as if spraying them with bug repellant. Behold! Percy shouted. The god's chosen beverage. Tremble before the...
He had a note excusing him from PE for the rest of his life because he had some kind of muscular disease in his legs. He walked funny, like every step hurt him, but don't let that fool you. You should...
He didn't think much of fates and prophecies, but he did believe in one thing: Annabeth and he were supposed to be together.
For a moment, Percy actually remembered what it was like to be happy. He had an amazing girlfriend. They could have a future together.
Either the kid was naturally hyper or he was hopped up on enough caffeine to give a heart attack to a water buffalo.
Eat bitter, taste sweet
During their separation, something had happened to Annabeth's feelings. They'd grown painfully intense-like she'd been forced to withdraw from a life-saving medication. Now she wasn't sure which was m...
Don't get starry-eyed about somebody you can't have, especially if it blinds you to somebody who's really important.
Disturber shuffled his scroll. 'You have used magi for evil purposes, including twenty-three murders--''Self-defense!' Setne tried to spread his hands, but the ribbons restrained him.'--including one...
Death is sometimes kinder than Love.
Cabin Fifteen does that to everyone, Annabeth warned. If you ask me, this place is even more dangerous than the Ares cabin. At least with Ares, you can learn where the land mines are.Land mines?
But... you're still getting married? Grover sounded hurt. Who's the bride? Ploypemus looked toward the boiling pot. Clarisse made a strangled sound. Oh, no! You can't be serious. I'm not
Being productive. Ugh. It's such a human concept. It implies you have limited time (LOL) and have to work hard to make something happen (double LOL).
As for Sadie, she didn’t appear interested in strategy. She leaped from puddle to puddle in her combat boots. She hummed to herself, twirled like a little kid and occasionally pulled random things out...
Anubis frowned. He locked his very nice eyes with mine. You’re not dead.No, I said. Though we’re trying awfully hard.
Another yap shook the room. Broken branches tumbled to the floor. Wh-what’s up there? I asked, my knees shaking. I thought about the Norns’ prophecy, naming me a harbinger of evil. Is it—the Wolf? Oh,...
Another guy barked orders to a small army of brooms, mops, and buckets that were scuttling around, cleaning up the city.Like that cartoon, Sadie said. Where Mickey Mouse tries to do magic and the broo...