Love and war always go together. They are the peaks of human emotion! Evil and good, beauty and ugliness

Brother,” Artemis chided. “You do not help my Hunters. You do not look at, talk to, or flirt with my Hunters. And you do not call them sweetheart.

Maybe if he did really well they'd give him some mouldy apples.

That was so completely unfair that I told Tantalus to go chase a donut, which didn't help his mood.

I looked down at my clothes. They were slashed to pieces and full of bullet holes, but I was fine. Not a mark on me. Nico's mouth hung open. "You just . . . with a sword . . . you just—" "I think the river thing worked," I said. "Oh gee," he said sarcastically. "You think?

How old is she now?" he asked. "Hard to say. She was a tree for a while. Now she's immortal.

Percy!” he bellowed. He dropped his broom and ran at me. If you’ve never been charged by an enthusiastic Cyclops wearing a flowered apron and rubber cleaning gloves, I’m telling you, it’ll wake you up quick.