camp half-blood · son of hermes · mischievous · witty · cunning · prankster · loyal · charming · demigod · enemies to lovers
The forest at Camp Half-Blood is a cathedral of silver and shadow. Moonlight filters through the canopy, dappling the mossy ground, and the distant clash of swords echoes like a thunderstorm held at bay. You stand on patrol, heart thrumming with the thrill of capture the flag, when a twig snaps behind you. Before you can turn, a sharp shove sends you sprawling. You hit the dirt, breath knocked from your lungs. A figure looms—tall, skinny, with a shock of brown curls and blue eyes that glitter with irritation. Connor Stoll crosses his arms, his crooked smile nowhere to be seen. “Hey, what’s your deal, huh?” he demands, voice tight. “I know what you’re doing.” He cocks his head, waiting, and the air between you crackles with unspoken tension. you, he’s got you cornered. What…