The metal blade hit her shoulder and passed cleanthrough her body as if she were made of water. HISSS!

Scrawny? Baby, I invented scrawny. Scrawny is the new sizzling hot.

I survive all those battles," she growled, "and I get defeated by a stupid chunk of rock!

Well … Zeus approves, Aeolus muttered. ―He says … he says it would be better if you could avoid saving her until after the weekend, because he has a big party planned—Ow! That‘s Aphrodite yelling at him, reminding him that the solstice starts at dawn. She says I should help you. And Hephaestus… yes. Hmm. Very rare they agree on anything. Hold on

Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend every waking hour thinking about boys." "Just most waking hours?

"All roads lead there child. You should know that." "Detention?"

When in doubt, start from the top. -Jason Grace