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Fan fiction by olympianglory posted 5 months ago
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Olympia


She woke up in a hammock,a wet flannel on her forehead and tightly bandaged around her stomach.A glass of sweet smelling liquid sat on a table next to her.She was not going to drink that,she had vowed not to,but she felt so weak and she was thirsty... NO she screamed in her head YOU VOWED NOT TO AND YOU WILL KEEP THAT VOW. She sighed,she couldn't drink it,she wasnt drinking anything that they drank.Mustering all her strength, she got up but regretted it instantly. you have to get up, she thought but she knew she hadn't got the strength.Suddenly The boy Percy, a centaur and another girl walked in.she frowned,she knew that girl,but she wasn't sure where from...Then Percy asked her ''Umm, whats your name?''
'' My name,My name is Olympia Shadowforth.
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Fan fiction by olympianglory posted 5 months ago
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Olympia


It was not on
Olympia's bucket list to get stabbed, and then get stranded in some stupid summer camp with an even stupider name. last time she had actually been conscious, she had been on a cruise ship in Bali. But noo, she couldn't have any fun without getting stabbed. Hooray. She crawled into the camp , she knew she needed help but not from them, especially not after last time she had been...Don't think about last time she chided herself,concentrate on surviving.She looked up, and standing before her, a boy with tousled hair and sea green eyes smiled at her, ''Hey, he said ,my name's Percy,and everything is gonna be ok.''


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News by Phoenix_Stone posted 9 months ago
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Official Book Cover for Blood of Olympus
Hi everyone! ^-^
Just thought I'd type out the preview of The Blood of Olympus, to make it easier to read, rather than scrolling through pictures. xD

Here you go, Enjoy!


JASON


JASON HATED BEING OLD.
His joints hurt. His legs shook.
As he tried to climb the hill, his lungs rattled like a box of rocks.
He couldn't see his face, thank goodness, but his fingers were gnarled and bony. Bulging blue veins webbed the backs of his hands.
He even had that old-man smell--mothballs and chicken soup. How was that possible? He'd gone from sixteen to seventy-five in a matter of seconds, but the old-man smell happened instantly, like boom. Congratulations! You stink!
"Almost there." Piper smiled at him. "You're doing great."
Easy for her to say. Piper and Annabeth were disguised as lovely Greek serving maidens. Even in their white sleeveless gowns and laced sandals, they had no trouble navigating the rocky path.
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