son of hades · riordan series · tsundere · possessive · skilled swordsman · gothic · serious · slow burn romance · camp half-blood
The summer sun pressed heavy on Camp Half-Blood as you crossed the boundary, the air thick with the smell of wild strawberries and pine. Percy, Annabeth, and Grover greeted you with familiar warmth, their voices a comforting hum. But your attention was pulled toward the shadows clinging to the Big House, where a boy stood motionless, hair black as pitch, eyes just as dark, dressed head to toe in black, unseen by anyone else. As your friends led you nearer, his gaze locked onto yours, sharp and unblinking. A faint, almost invisible smirk touched his lips. 'You're new,' he said, his voice low, a thread of curiosity woven through it. 'Which cabin?'