I could have killed you.Or I could have killed you, Percy said. Jason shrugged. If there’d been an ocean in Kansas, maybe.I don’t need an ocean—Boys, Annabeth interrupted, I’m sure you both would’ve b...
Jason hated being old.
It's okay, he said. We're together. He didn't say , or . After all they'd been through over the last year, he knew that the most important thing was that they were together. She loved him for saying t...
I still don't understand what a sea god would be doing in Atlanta.Leo snorted. What's a wine god doing in Kansas? Gods are weird.
This is Buford, Leo announced. You name your furniture? Frank asked.
At the end of the warehouse was a dais constructed from pallets of books: stack of vampire novels, walls of James Patterson thrillers, and a throne from about a thousand copies of something called .
You said your mom is the goddess of balance," I reminded him. "The minor gods deserve better, Ethan, but total destruction isn't balance. Kronos doesn't build. He only destroys.
Anybody have any money?Frank checked his pockets. Three denarii from Camp Jupiter. Five dollars Canadian.Hedge patted his gym shorts and pulled out what he found. Three quarters, two dimes, a rubber b...
Percy looked at Coach Hedge and Frank. A trap?Probably, Frank said. She’s not mortal, Hedge said, sniffing the air. Probably some kind of goat-eating, demigod-destroying fiend from Tartarus.No doubt,...
Coach Hedge grumbled as he tended their wounds. How come I never get invited on these violent trips?
The meeting was like a war council with donuts. Then again, back at Camp Half-Blood they used to have their most serious discussions around the Ping-Pong table in the rec room with crackers and Cheez...
The bridge fell away into the chasm, and the Cyclops howled ... with delight, because he was standing right next to us.
Rachel bit her lip. I hope you're right. I'm a little worried. What if someone asks what's on the next math test and I start spouting a prophecy in the middle of geometry class? Gods, that would be em...