Two hundred Romans, and no one’s got a pen? Never mind! He slung his M16 onto his back and pulled out a hand grenade. There were many screaming Romans. Then the hand grenade morphed into a ballpoint p...
[Tyson] looked him over with that massive baby-brown eye. You are not dead. I like it when you are not dead. Ella fluttered to the ground and began preening her feathers. Ella found a dog, she announc...
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tyson pounding the Earthborn into the ground like a game of whack-a-mole. Ella was fluttering above him, dodging missiles and calling out advice: The groin. The Ea...
Elections only happen in two ways, Reyna said. Either the legion raises someone on a shield after a major success on the battlefield-and we haven't had any major battles-or we hold a ballot on the eve...
What? You run? Coward! Stand still and die! Percy had no intention of doing that.
They're Lares. House gods.House gods, Percy said. Like...smaller than real gods, but larger than apartment gods?
Ella, just stay here. Stay safe.Safe, Ella repeated. Ella likes being safe. Safety in numbers. Safety deposit boxes. Ella will go with Tyson.What? Percy said. Oh... fine, whatever. Just don't get hurt...
Why would Roman gods want to date Chinese Canadians?
They sped by a pack of sea lions lounging on the docks, and she swore she saw an old homeless guy sitting among them. From across the water the old man pointed a bony finger at Percy and mouthed somet...
Part of their problem was Percy. He fought like a demon, whirling through the defender's ranks in a completely unorthodox style, rolling under their feet, slashing with his sword instead of stabbing l...
The thing about plummetting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late.
Tyson, Frank is a descendant of Poseidon.Brother! Tyson crushed Frank in a hug.Percy stifled a laugh. Actually he's more like a great-great-...Oh, never mind. Yeah, he's your brother.Thanks. Frank mum...
Would Grandmother scold him? Would she say, Frank! Thank the gods, you've come. I'm surrounded by monsters.More likely she'd scold him, or mistake them for intruders and chase them off with a frying p...
Look, Percy continued, I know I'm new here. I know you guys don't like to mention the massacre in the nineteen eighties-He mentioned it! one of the ghosts whimpered.
Percy scowled. I-I know you.Nico raised his eyebrows. Do you?
Stop! he yelled at the others. Multigrain fighting is not allowed!
They all ordered massive plates of eggs, pancakes, and reindeer sausage, though Frank looked a little worried about the reindeer. You think it's okay that we're eating Rudolph?Dude, Percy said, I coul...
Frank nodded grimly. Well…any goddess who throws a Ding Dong at a giant can’t be all bad. Let’s go.
Ella is nervous, the harpy muttered from her perch on the railing. The elephant. The elephant is watching Ella.
At the front window was something that looked like a machine gun with a cluster of barrels. Rocket launcher? he wondered aloud. Nope, nope! Potatoes. Ella doesn't like potatoes.Ella! Where are the oth...