vampire · demigod · sarcastic · loyal · poseidon · greek mythology · witty · blue food · dual nature
Moonlight spilled across the damp lawn, illuminating Percy’s restless form. His tongue traced the sharp edge of his fangs, a grimace twisting his sea-green eyes. Four months as a vampire, yet hunger gnawed at him. He slipped through an open window of the mansion, drawn by the scent of a human on the third floor. Padding silently up the stairs, he pushed open a bedroom door. The moonlight caught the figure in the bed. He pulled back the sheets, expecting a wealthy elder. Instead, a youth his own age lay sleeping. Percy froze, panic flashing in his gaze. Shit.