Percy Destroys Camp Half Blood

Too bulky for a sidearm, too small for a proper rifle—behold, the Half-Spec Blaster. Too heftty for a quick draw, yet underwhelming at range—versatile, but never truly mastering any single role. But that’s just fine. Embracing this peculiar weapon, I, Narwhal—station drifter, low-rank mercenary, and certified expert in staying out of trouble—have a dream. A dream of living simply. With my powers, I could challenge warlords, take on high-risk contracts, and shape the galaxy with secret knowledge. But I won’t. Work moderately, survive well—that’s the ideal life in the void! Small-time guild jobs. The occasional space hunt. Food that doesn’t taste like recycled rations. If I can be of some use along the way? Good enough. This is the tale of a man drifting through the stars, clinging to a blaster that never excels in any one area… and an adventure that avoids too much adventure.

[Warning: This book contains Strong Language and Mature Content] On her eighteenth birthday, Ravenna felt the weight of exile as she was outlawed from her home because she could not shift to a werewolf, a mark of shame in their world that revered power. Away from all the ridicules and hate, she had at least a more peaceful life, until a beautiful storm knocked at her door. Deceived by its enchanting waves, Ravenna welcomed it with open arms until she was swept away into the deepest depth of the ocean of love. Being a daughter of an alpha, that was not supposed to happen even if she was not living in the pack anymore. Falling in love with the king of darkness. Alaric! He is the epitome of danger. But then, she turned his life upside down. From a heartless man to an obsessive lover. All he wished was to keep her with him. Even if it meant chaining her to himself. Whether what he felt was infatuation, desire or... he just would never ever let her go. Let no man or beast separate him from what he had claimed and marked; else they would face his unceasing wrath. **************** "Am of no use to you, why do you still insist on keeping me?" She just wanted to hear him say it. That he loved her as much as she did. She was becoming more desperate as days went by, maybe more than desperate to the extent of destroying herself in this love. Alaric paused and kept his laptop aside. He held her hand and brought her in front of him before pulling her to his lap. Silently, he sniffed her neck and licked it, then replied, "Because I want to." He continued his actions, and his hands were already moving under her dress caressing her thighs. Ravenna took a deep breath trying to stop herself from diving into pleasure as always. "Will you ever say it?" Her voice came out as a low yearning plead and with his advanced hearing ability, Alaric did not miss a word. "Say what?" His hand reached her pant ready to tear it apart. "That you love me." Her words made him pause abruptly before looking at her. As usual, his eyes were blank with no hint of emotions making Ravenna feel like she was just fooling herself. For how long could she endure this? "Do I?" He asked not tearing his gaze away from her eyes that were already tearing up.

In a world of fifteen warring kingdoms, where humans believe themselves to be the only rulers of the land, an orphaned soldier named Damon Vayne fights for survival. Raised in a peaceful village with no knowledge of his true origins, Damon grows up believing he is just an ordinary human. Strong, fearless, and gifted with unparalleled beauty and combat skills, he rises through the ranks of his kingdom’s army. But fate is cruel. When a mighty empire wages war, Damon’s kingdom, Morvain, is burned to the ground. He watches his friends slaughtered, his king executed, and his home reduced to ashes. Forced to flee with a handful of survivors, he takes refuge in Valladriel, the kingdom of three princesses. But peace is short-lived. The war follows them, and Valladriel falls just as Morvain did. In the final moments, the dying king entrusts Damon with his daughters, ordering him to protect them at all costs. Wounded and lost, Damon and his companions escape into the unknown, with no kingdom to call home. But fate has other plans. Mysterious warriors clad in black armor arrive, led by a man strangely familiar to Damon. Defeated with ease, he and his companions are taken to a hidden kingdom unlike any they have seen before—Vexmortis, the realm of demons. There, Damon learns that not all rulers are human… and that he is not human either. Unknown to him, he is the forbidden child of two powerful bloodlines—the son of Kraviel, the Demon King of Vexmortis, and the Vampire Queen of the Night. His powers were sealed at birth, and his identity hidden to protect him from forces that would seek to destroy him. But with war consuming the world, Damon cannot remain in hiding. He wants revenge. He wants justice. He wants his kingdom back. With his friends, the princesses, and unlikely allies, Damon embarks on a journey to reclaim Morvain and Valladriel, rising from a mere soldier to a king who will rule over all. But can he defeat the empire that destroyed his home without unlocking the terrifying power hidden within him? And if he does awaken… will he still be Damon Vayne, or will he become something else entirely? A tale of war, betrayal, destiny, and forbidden power begins. Will Damon be the hero the world needs, or the monster it fears?

Violet was lost she hated her self feeling hopeless in every breath she takes she wanted to take her life but fail she was taken away by the darkness she cannot see she felt useless in her situation she is just a poor blind girl what if things change and her blindness lead her to a sweet charming guys but has a very dark secret. grab your popcorn and get ready fo this amazing story

TW: Contains heavy smut, only one male lead, oh yeah this is wholesome ​Yeon finds himself transmigrated into a popular otome NSFW game as a third-rate villain whose name wasn't even mentioned in a game. However, the unexpected death of the game's female lead triggers a system glitch, redirecting the romantic interests of all male leads toward Yeon instead. And this is the start of the cat-and-mouse chase, with Yeon trying to avoid every romantic route.

We start our adventure at a kids shelter where are mane character is he is a 15-year-old kid who has no parents he always has seen things that others could not see but he thinks its his mind playing tricks on him till one day turns his live around he was attacked by a monster lucky him and his friend got away and some other half-blood picked them up and talked about a camp for half-blood to live and train this camp is called Agora what will Hunter Nekros do will he live or will the fates snip his life string only they know but he is in for a wild ride. Author note: I will be taking ideas from the Percy Jackson books and the series on youtube called origins of Olympus to make my world but I will add my own ideas gods and such but there will be stuff from both. I started this book cuz of an idea I had and I liked making the first chapters so I thought y not see if other people would like to read it to feel free to comment on it if you like it I am not the best speller so feel free to comment on my mistake. This will be my 5 book I have made I will be working on the chapters at my own past for each book but I will put some over the others thank you for trying my books hope you enjoy and my the gods look over you.

*"In some worlds, death is the end. In others, it’s a mercy."* Some stories are meant to inspire. Others exist to remind you that life is one long, merciless joke. This was one of those. A world where heroes and villains are just two sides of the same bloodstained coin. Where fate doesn’t grant second chances—only crueler ways to suffer. Where the so-called protagonist isn’t some destined savior but a walking catastrophe waiting to happen. And me? Well, let’s just say I wasn’t supposed to be here. No cheats, no divine blessing—just a front-row seat to a reality where even the strongest are just well-dressed pawns on a board stacked against them. -------------------------- *"In some worlds, death is the end. In others, it’s just a fucking courtesy."* Hey, normies, don’t get your hopes up—this ain’t some top-tier literary masterpiece. Just your everyday, pent-up engineer reject vomiting his frustrations onto a page. Love it, hate it, meme it to hell—I don’t care. Commitment issues? Oh, absolutely. No promises this won’t rot unfinished in some forgotten corner of the internet. Anyway, welcome to a world where heroes are just villains with better PR, the MC is a glorified landmine, and even death clocks in as the better option. No chosen ones, no overpowered cheats—just one long, cosmic joke with zero punchline. Enjoy the ride. Or don’t. Not my problem.

The Dungeon. A harsh world where death is a constant companion. Powerful monsters roam freely, and every element, terrain, flora, and environment, conspires to eliminate intruders. The moment you step inside, there are no guarantees for your life. Many lose their sanity before their bodies give out, and even if they manage to survive, only a rare few escape unscathed. ...At least, that’s how it’s supposed to be. "Alright, let's have another fun day of solo camping!" Deep within the uncharted depths of an S-Rank Dungeon, a man casually streams his solo camping adventures. The man’s name is Shahzad. *** - "Wait, hold on. Did he just say he cleared forty floors of an S-Rank Dungeon? That’s a world first, isn’t it?" - "He just casually drops groundbreaking information like it’s nothing. This is why I can’t stop watching his streams!" - "Why does he never look at the comments? He always just streams one-sidedly!" - "Wait, did he just hunt a Three-Head? By himself? That’s the kind of monster even A-Rank parties immediately retreat from!" - "What even is this guy?" *** Every time Shahzad streams, the entire world is thrown into chaos. Yet, for some reason, the man himself seems blissfully unaware. Just who is he, really?

[Mature Content] [Volume 1: The Vortex & The Beast ~ Completed] Emma Adams's life takes a drastic turn when she stumbles upon a mysterious boy. From that moment onward, she finds herself haunted by hazel eyes and irresistibly drawn to a beast by nature. Emma begins to navigate this newfound world, where she discovers that the boundaries between reality and fantasy blur, leaving her to grapple with forces far beyond her understanding. What happens when the sweetest dream morphs into a nightmare? [Volume 2: The Dark Alpha & The Countess ~ Completed] Dace Devereaux possesses everything a leader could desire: power, strength, and unwavering loyalty from his Rogues. Yet, there is one burning desire that consumes him—the downfall of the Vampire society. His thirst for vengeance against his enemies knows no bounds, but the Vampire clan has proven elusive for decades. However, a glimmer of hope emerges—a tantalizing possibility for success. The key lies in the hands of the Countess of Vampires. What unfolds when a calculated ploy transforms into a captivating obsession? [Volume 3: The Legacies ~ Ongoing] It's been one year since the tragic events that transpired in Juneau. Emma is trying to piece her life together by making her dreams come true and attending college. Though enlightened by this big step in her life, her severed relationship with Dace still complicates things. The distance had drawn naturally for months, their mate bond weakened by Dace's lack of emotions. When the death of a student unleashes a series of events, Emma is caught between a destined encounter and secrets hidden in the walls of Juneau University. ~ COVER IS MINE

Stariana discovers that she is half fairy, and not just any half fairy, a princess. But nobody's life is perfect, darkness and evil soon rises, her beloved brother is snatched away, and her kingdom nearly destroyed. Could Stariana face the darkness and bring the light?

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"

Eighteen-year-old Selena King is ready for her high school graduation. Cap and gown? Check. Diploma? Check. Mythical chimera setting the stage aflame? Check-wait, what? Rescued by a lightning-welding demigod, Selena can't comprehend everything that just happened. Her wounds from the attack heal in record time, and there is no evidence left behind, save her blood drenched gown. Selena is introduced to Major, a Marked demigod who possesses the power of his patron god, dedicated to protecting Olympus, with an annoying god complex(no pun intended). Selena is pulled into Major's world when her parents disappear and another not-so-mythical monster hunts her down. But why would monsters be interested in ordinary mortals like the King family? Selena must uncover the dangerous secrets hidden within her family's lineage, secrets that may pose a greater threat than any enemy they face. *** Updates Every Tuesday and Friday at 730pm EST

[Enigma’s Academy] was a game with potentially hundreds of thousands of hours to experience. It may have been popular as a fantasy RPG game, but its main genre was as a dating simulator. Hah... A dating simulator with the elements of levelling up, killing demons, and somehow even trading with aliens of the greater unknown. And for some psychopathic reason, the developers chose romance as the main focal point of the game. In the end, I still loved it, and of the hundreds of endings, I beat one. However now that I’m here, how am I supposed to prevent love from ruining the world? I swear it now- I will destroy the romance.

"A killer’s past is never buried—it waits in the shadows, ready to strike." Ryan Drake was once a legend—a prodigy raised in a dynasty of assassins feared by the underworld. But he walked away, leaving behind the blood-soaked legacy that defined him. Yet, the past never stays dead. When a string of brutal murders shakes the foundations of a decaying city, each victim bears the unmistakable marks of a forbidden technique—Blood Code. And the only person capable of such execution is Ryan himself… or someone trained exactly like him. Hunted by a secret organization, haunted by sins he cannot outrun, and forced into an uneasy alliance with a relentless investigative journalist, Eleanor Cross, Ryan must uncover the truth before he becomes the next target. But as the bodies pile up and old enemies resurface, a chilling realization sets in—his greatest enemy isn’t the syndicate hunting him, but the man who once made him who he is. And when the final truth is revealed, Ryan will face the deadliest question of all: Is he still the hunter… or has he already become the prey?

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.

The group of five young teenager was planning of camping on the after the day of there graduation ceremony, there were planning camping on the place in bukidnon in kapayawan ridge, where there friends cousin name ERIC how own the place. and once there in bukidnon in kapayawan ridge ERIC warn them to be careful because there was a roomer about that there was how talk people and hear something flying above them and ERIC say's never turn on the lights if they hear something flying above them or never make a noise, and ERIC leaves the camp. AND THE NIGHT HAS BEGIN

When Yuri's twin sister dies under mysterious circumstances, she sets out to uncover the truth, but her investigation puts her in a complicated web of secrets, lies, and unexpected romance with the prime suspect - her sister's boyfriend. ***** After the shocking death of her twin sister Yonna, ruled a suicide by the authorities, Yuri is consumed by grief and a burning need for answers. Refusing to accept the official explanation, Yuri sets out to uncover the truth behind Yonna's tragic demise. As she delves deeper into the mystery, Yuri becomes increasingly entangled in a web of secrets and lies surrounding the prestigious sorority club that Yonna was almost a part of. The more she learns, the more she begins to suspect that nothing is as it seems. Yuri's investigation leads her to one person in particular: Park Minhwan, Yonna's charismatic and enigmatic boyfriend. As she gets closer to Minhwan, Yuri finds herself torn between her desire for revenge and a growing attraction to the man she suspects may be responsible for her sister's death. As Yuri navigates this treacherous emotional landscape, she must confront the darkness that lurks beneath the surface of the sorority club and the true nature of Minhwan's involvement in Yonna's death. Will Yuri's quest for truth and justice prevail, or will her feelings for Minhwan cloud her judgment and put her in grave danger?

After waking up from a coma I was in for about a year, the world was a different place. A parasite that took over humans body has taken over the world. Luckily I am one of the few lucky people immune to the parasite in this world that has already being destroyed.

Are my nightmares and illusions indicating something? Why am I the only one who suffers from these strange things and have a red eye in this whole world? Unanswered questions haunt Sada Nozomi every single day. Follow Sada Nozomi as he unravels the mysteries only to find that he is food for himself and otherworldly humans? Read his story as he is the sole man who knows the truth behind forgotten missing humans of the world.

Blood Orange is about a noble woman named Seraphina who was wrongful accused for crimes she did not commit. Unable to prove her innocence the only thing she saw was death. and it came. but… After Seraphina woke up in her younger body in a different time the only thing that come to mind wasn’t running away and living a peaceful life away from everyone. No was of pure unholy revenge. this is the story of Burning One’s Revenge.

He want a justice for his brother but he didn't expect to fall in love with someone who killed his brother.

They consume us, and we devour them. For three hundred years, humanity has struggled to survive against vicious demonic creatures known to them as Terrors. Resources are scarce, security and safety is fleeting, and still no progress towards their eradication or origins has been made. However, with the sudden arrival of a young boy with a shattered past becoming a cadet, along with help from a mysterious power granted from a sickly cause, it appeared as though the course of fate began to change... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Blood Eater- is a dark fantasy novel mainly focused on characters and plot, with a notable effort put into the world itself. If you like mystery, action and violence, you should read this book. With inspiration from various sources, such as Shadow Slave here on WebNovel or Attack On Titan, I tried my best to create something that was both fun to write and hopefully fun to read, while staying in my comfort zone and trying to maximize my writing potential. Of course, any feedback/suggestions/questions, etc., etc. are welcome and I’ll do my best to respond :) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Minimum of 800 words/chapter (though usually around 1000)

Stuck in a machine i kept moving i - became the end.....

In the Original story the main character was Reborn and she tries to dominate the harem, It recounts as Noor Giza who is reborn after suffering a cruel death in the past version of this life and how she uses her knowledge of that life to defeat all the obstacles in her way and finally live happily ever after with the emperor. Unfortunately The noble consort Sefa Yilmaz was her first victim after her reborn and also after the death of the noble consort her family was at ruin because of Noor Giza scheming. So, Table Turn around when future system activates and new soul entered Sefa's body and how she takes her revenge over Noor Giza with her little friend Mousy.

For nearly a century, the Marchesi crime family has ruled from the shadows—first as bootleggers in the bloody streets of Prohibition-era America, now as a fractured empire struggling to survive in the modern underworld. Bound by blood and omertà, their legacy is one of power, betrayal, and violence. In 1929, Vincenzo Marchesi carves out an empire of illegal liquor and fear, waging war against rival factions while fending off treacherous allies. But as his influence grows, so does the cost of loyalty. A decision made in the past sets in motion a deadly chain of events that will haunt his bloodline for generations. In 2025, Luca Marchesi inherits the remnants of a dynasty on the verge of collapse. With old enemies resurfacing and the law closing in, he must decide whether to uphold the legacy of his ancestors or break free from the chains of tradition. But history has a way of repeating itself, and the sins of the father never stay buried. As the past and present collide, one truth becomes clear: in the world of crime, blood is never just blood—it’s currency.