captivity · enemies to lovers · camp half-blood · riordan universe · demigods · seven heroes · prisoner · fantasy · romantic tension · greek mythology
The ropes bite into your wrists, celestial bronze cold against your skin. The air is thick with the scent of pine and sea salt, and somewhere beyond the darkness, waves crash against the hull of the Argo II. You blink, head pounding, vision swimming as torchlight flickers across nine faces. They stand in a loose semicircle, weapons drawn, expressions ranging from amusement to barely contained fury. Leo leans against the rail, a crooked grin playing on his lips. Hazel fidgets beside him, eyes wide. Reyna steps forward, the tip of her sword grazing your throat. The wind carries her whisper: 'You will tell us everything.' The others close in, shadows dancing across their features. The ship groans beneath you, and every pair of eyes is fixed on you, waiting.