All Demigod Powers--Updated with Seven New DeitiesThe OlympiansAphrodite, the Olympian of Beauty--The children have the power of empathy.--They can feel emotions radiating off other people.--They are extremely enticing.--They have magic related to love and beauty.--They can charmspeak.--They have great fashion sense.--They can naturally speak French.Apollo, the Olympian of Music, Sunlight, Healing and Prophecy--When in sunlight, their abilities are stronger.--They are gifted with beautiful voices, they can heal if they sing to their father.--They are excellent at enchanting arrows.--They are very good doctors.--Their healing abilities are not supernatural, but they are very efficient at it.--They can curse others to speak only in rhymes.--They can manipulate light to the extent of becoming invisible. --They are athletic and good at sports.--They are talented in the arts.--They are expert musicians.--They can control man-made and natural light, they can brighten, dim or make light anywhere
Christmas in Russia -- Chapter 2I honestly should have known that my mother and sister would not have approved of Carly. Alina and Larisa are far more understanding, but Dimitria and my mother...they are what you would consider proper women. Respectable, manners, wiping at their lips after eating, and Carly was...anything but. But I hadn’t expected for Dimitria to be so rude. Or for my mother to be so cold. Larisa had pulled me aside earlier, telling me that they would warm up eventually, but the Nikolai family was known for their stubbornness. At least the females. I didn’t seem to have inherited the trait. I walked back into the livingroom and Carly and Alina were talking, smiling and giggling. Well, at least Alina was getting along fairly well with Carly. “Are you two done embarrassing me?” I asked, striding up to them with a hidden smile. “You look really cute covered in mud,” Carly sa
Holding OnWhen things were heavy on my shoulders,I would tell myself, keeping holding her.Guard her from one who sees her as prey,And tell her that I need her to stay.I tried to be the man from your dreams,The way you look at me your eyes gleam.The times I held you safe in my arms,The times I kept you safe from harm.Please, oh please, keep holding on to me,I’ll keep you from drowning in the sea.Please, oh please, keep holding on to me,Moon of my life, we were meant to be.I need you as much as you need me,For my mind is anything but free.My weary chains are dragging me down,Oh , and I am feeling like I’ll drown.My mind goes numb with the pain inside,For so long I’ve just needed a guide.Seek me out in the storm of my mind,And help me leave it all far behind.Please, oh please, keep holding on to me,For you see, I’m drowning in the sea.Please, oh please, keep holding on to me,I am yours, you are mine, don’t you see?I turned my back once and you w
Chapter 25--The Serpent of the StyxMason narrowed his eyes as Nathan approached the water after announcing that he knew how to get across. How did he plan on doing that? He couldn’t manipulate water, he couldn’t control the waves. If Rose was here, she would probably be able to lift up the River enough for them to be able to cross underneath but Nathan, he had no power here. Or did he? Children of the Underworld were immensely powerful, and here in Nathan’s home turf...maybe Nathan could surprise him. Nathan stepped up to the edge of the Styx, quietly looking out over the water. Mason could see the guy’s fists clenching and unclenching in his pockets as he watched the river and Mason took a step forward. “You need any help...?” he asked hesitantly. He had no idea what Nathan was planning on doing, so he didn’t know if he was interrupting or what, but Nathan shook his head, not meeting the unclaimed demigod
Chapter 24--The Trap Catherine was never a dreamer. It was a blessing and a curse. Her siblings would go to sleep and awaken in tears, after having been chased by some horrible monster, or they would wake up with smiles and tell her of sunlight, of paradise. So when Catherine had a dream that night, soon after her best friend left her, she knew that it was important. That it was being given to her for a reason. She was in the Underworld, beside a tower. It was a beautiful, sinister tower, jagged and edgy, like smooth, black glass that spiraled up into the air like a massive knife sticking out of the ground. A balcony jutted out of the smooth side, and thunder rumbled in the distance. Two figures stood on the balcony. One was a man, tall and dark, with eyes as black as shadow and a cold look washed over his face as he stood at the edge of the balcony, hands behind his back as his robe rippled in the wind. “What have you se
To you.Separated by a sea of stars,Seeing you only from afar.A voice in my wildest dreams,All it will be, it seems.You're calling me home today,Across fields of grey.Echoing through time and space,Why couldn't you say it to my face.I've been trapped in my own mind,You cut away my bind. I've been wandering like a ghost,Screaming from the coast.And when it's all through,I'll return home to you.