The Sea of Monsters (Percy Jackson and the Olympians, #2)

by Rick Riordan

The bull must’ve been as surprised as I was, because before it could unleash a second blast, Tyson balled his fists and slammed them into the bull’s face. “BAD COW!”

Ever come home and found your room messed up? Like some helpful person (hi, Mom) has tried to “clean” it, and suddenly you can’t find anything?

Somebody had messed with my favorite place in the world, and I was not…well, a happy camper.

“Dude!” the centaur groaned, almost buckling under Tyson’s weight. “Do the words ‘low-carb diet’ mean anything to you?”

“Percy,” Chiron said, his voice impossibly soft. “The titan Kronos is my father.”

“Families are messy. Immortal families are eternally messy. Sometimes the best we can do is to remind each other that we’re related, for better or worse…and try to keep the maiming and killing to a minimum.”

Annabeth planted a kiss on my cheek.

Annabeth held out her hand.

We walked back toward the dining pavilion together, just the three of us, like old times.

“I am Thalia,” the girl said. “Daughter of Zeus.”