Aretmis gripped her bow. “Let us pray I am wrong.” Can goddesses pray?

Everything happens for a reason, Sadie, even bad things.

A Half-Blood of the eldest gods, Shall reach sixteen against all odds And see the world in endless sleep The Hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap A single choice shall end his days Olympus to preserve or raze.

Even little Herley, who couldn't have been more than eight, looked like he could go six rounds with Chuck Norris without breaking a sweat.

At the Feast of Fortune, she'll awaken, and the demigods will be cut down like-- like---" "Like our low prices at Bargain Mart!" Stheno suggested.

You have a humming dodo bird," I said stupidly.

the best people have the rottenest luck