Jason muttered "And I saw something...Really terrible." "That was Hera," Thalia grumbled, "Her Majesty, the Loose Cannon." "That's it, Thalia Grace," Said… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“Very good, Jason Grace," Notus said. "You are a son of Jupiter, yet you have chosen your own path- as all the… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“Nothing?" Favonius cried. "The one you care for most... plunged into Tartarus, and you still will not allow the truth?" Suddenly Jason… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“Nico knelt and picked it up. He regarded Jason, as if waiting for an attack. "If the others found out-" "If the… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
Frank Zhang! I, Jason Grace, praetor of the Twelfth Legion Fulminata, give you my final order: I resign my post and give… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“The story of Psyche finally made sense to him- why a mortal girl would be so afraid. Why would she risk breaking… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
What exactly did you find in Atlanta?” Frank unzipped his backpack and started bringing out souvenirs. “Some peach preserves. A couple of… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“Dalmatia,” Nico said, making Jason jump. Holy Romulus . . . Jason wished he could put a bell around Nico di Angelo’s… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“ The Romans move east from New York. They advance in your camp, and nothing can slow them down. "Nothing can slow… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“Besides, Reyna will do what she can to slow things down. She's still on our side. I know she is." "You trust… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“About five meters ahead, Nico was swinging his black sword with one hand, holding the scepter of Diocletian aloft with the other.… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“He turned to Frank who was trying to pull his fingers out of the Chinese handcuffs… “Okay,” Frank relented. “Sure.” He frowned… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“All of them had been give a makeover. Leo was wearing pinstriped pants, black leather shoes, a white collarless shirt with suspenders,… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“In that moment, he chose Greek. He threw in his lot with Camp Half-Blood-and the horses changed. The storm clouds inside burned… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image