Is Tyson okay?" I asked. The question seemed to take my dad by surprise. He's fine. Doing much better than I expected. Though "peanut butter" is a strange battle cry. "You let him fight?" Stop changing the subject! You realize what you are asking me to do? My palace will be destroyed. "And Olympus might be saved." Do you have any idea how long I've worked on remodeling this palace? The game room alone took six hundred years. "Dadโ" Very well! It shall be as you say. But my son, pray this works. "I am praying. I'm talking to you, right?" Oh . . . yes. Good point.
Rick RiordanCanโt this thing go any faster?โ Thalia demanded. Zoe glared at her. โI cannot control traffic.โ You both sound like my mother,โ I said. Shut up!โ they both said in union.
Rick RiordanAnnabeth didnโt want to sleep, but her body betrayed her. Her eyelids turned to lead. โPercy, wake me for second watch. Donโt be a hero.โ He gave her that smirk sheโd come to love. โWho, me?โ He kissed her, his lips parched and feverishly warm. โSleep.
Rick RiordanHades raised an eyebrow. When he sat forward in his throne, shadowy faces appeared in the folds of his black robes, faces of torment,as if the garment was stitched of trapped souls from the Fields of Punishment, trying to get out. The ADHD part of me wondered, off-task, whether the rest of his clothes were made the same way. What horrible things would you have to do in your life to get woven into Hades' underwear?
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