The Hidden Oracle (The Trials of Apollo, #1)

by Rick Riordan

MY NAME IS APOLLO. I used to be a god.

Zeus needed someone to blame, so of course he’d picked the handsomest, most talented, most popular god in the pantheon: me.

Zeus did not answer. He was probably too busy recording my humiliation to share on Snapchat.

“As you wish,” I said. “Let’s find Percy Jackson.”

Percy’s expression turned grim. He faced us. “You hear that, guys? A batch of cookies is depending on me. If you get me killed on the way to camp, I am going be ticked off.”

It warmed my heart that my children had the right priorities: their skills, their images, their views on YouTube.