Horned Inn Ch. 3Horned Inn Ch. 3 by Tallulajay
"Chop! Chop! Meow!" Was almost all you can hear if you were not in the kitchen. I was having a lot of fun teasing Nico. I got a chunk of pork and put it the cutting board while saying beautiful lies about it. "This used to be a young boy. A son of Hermes I believe. He was a nice boy until he stole Modesta's bracelet. He paid the price." The moment I said that, I chopped the pork in half and then I sliced it into many pieces and put them in the pot with a sinister smile on my face. I loved when his black fur went up with fear as the meat of the "son of Hermes" sizzle in the pot. I then got a chunk of beef and did the same thing. Told him a story of how the chunk of meat came to be. A lot of monsters do this when they capture a demigod. It gives us a sense of power when we see the fear in their eyes. The funny part is that it is all lies. Most of us monsters don't even eat demigods anymore. Cattle has more flavor. Compared to all of the demigods I have ta
The Breath of WarWar. More than love, more than freedom, it is the thing that makes up humanity. It is what makes humans human. The hatred. The blood pounding in their ears as they swing their sword, pull the trigger and throw the punch. It’s the drive for power and death that has brought the human race to where it is now. Without war, and the pressure it has put on kings and civilization, man would still be sniffing their butts in caves and just starting to play with fire.The Breath of War by ClovistheNinjaKing
So why is it, that of all the twelve major Gods, I’m stuck down at the bottom of the hierarchy.
The tower was eerily quiet, save for the rushing of the wind through the trees outside, and the sound of a man’s sword brushing against steel as the God sharpened it at the grindstone. Sparks flew up in his eyes, his heavy, callused fingers gripping the blade with the gentleness most rare of him as he sharpened it to perfection. It would take the best k
Riding the Waves (PJO and HoO) : Chapter 6Riding the Waves (PJO and HoO) : Chapter 6 by jeychen5
The rest of sword fighting class went smoothly. When it was over, everyone fled the arena to go enjoy their free time before dinner. I was the last one to leave.
Honestly, I was a bit nervous to talk to Percy alone. I mean, I didn’t expect him to skewer me with his sword, declaring “there can be only one!” But at the same time I didn't know what to expect.
I spotted Percy easily— or rather I saw Mrs. O’Leary, then saw him. The Hellhound was on her back receiving a belly rub, her tail thumping on the ground wildly with happiness.
I read in my Greek mythology classes (should I still call it that, since the stories were real and all?) that Hellhounds were creatures of the underworld. They were monsters and, naturally, they liked killing demigods. So seeing one like this was comical in a terrifying sort of way.
I hesitated for a while, but made myself take a step forward. I tried for a casual smile.
“My dog likes to be scratched behind the ears,” I
Horned Inn Ch. 2 Mollai was right, Nico's scent did attract a lot of monsters and when they asked for him, Mollai would just show them his sword that is in a magical glass case, because they could smell him on it. I could still see more monsters come in and out and knowing Mollai is tending to their every need. I looked outside the window of the room Nico is resting at to see Modesta watching the sheep that we own, so monsters won't start to eat any of them without pay. I signed to myself thinking of how boring my job is compared to Mollai's and Modesta's. I just have to stare at him until he wakes up and tell him what we did for him and how he is going to work for us for now on. It might be hard for him. Life for demigods are hard,but for monsters are harder. We have to hide our true self from everyone we know. There are many different types of monster in this world. The ones that want revenge on the ones who made us this way. Most of us are too weak to kill any on they like the giants,Horned Inn Ch. 2 by Tallulajay
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