The Lost Hero (Heroes of Olympus, Book 1)

The Lost Hero (Heroes of Olympus, Book 1)

Rick Riordan

Language: English

Pages: 592

ISBN: 1423113462

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Jason has a problem. He doesn't remember anything before waking up on a school bus holding hands with a girl. Apparently she's his girlfriend Piper, his best friend is a kid named Leo, and they're all students in the Wilderness School, a boarding school for "bad kids." What he did to end up here, Jason has no idea-except that everything seems very wrong.

Piper has a secret. Her father has been missing for three days, and her vivid nightmares reveal that he's in terrible danger. Now her boyfriend doesn't recognize her, and when a freak storm and strange creatures attack during a school field trip, she, Jason, and Leo are whisked away to someplace called Camp Half-Blood. What is going on?

Leo has a way with tools. His new cabin at Camp Half-Blood is filled with them. Seriously, the place beats Wilderness School hands down, with its weapons training, monsters, and fine-looking girls. What's troubling is the curse everyone keeps talking about, and that a camper's gone missing. Weirdest of all, his bunkmates insist they are all-including Leo-related to a god.

Rick Riordan, the best-selling author of the Percy Jackson series, pumps up the action and suspense in The Lost Hero, the first book in The Heroes of Olympus series. Fans of demi-gods, prophesies, and quests will be left breathless--and panting for Book Two.

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Mellie, should we kill them?” “No, sir,” she said patiently. “They just brought us the storm spirits, which makes everything all right.” “Of course.” Aeolus laughed. “Sorry. Mellie, let’s send the demigods something nice. A box of chocolates, perhaps.” “A box of chocolates to every demigod in the world, sir?” “No, too expensive. Never mind. Wait, it’s time! I’m on!” Aeolus flew off toward the blue screen as newscast music started to play. Jason looked at Piper and Leo, who seemed just as

ripped. He didn’t radiate heat, or show any signs of breathing fire, but there was something more terrible about him—a kind of strength, even magnetism, as if the giant were so huge and dense he had his own gravitational field. Like Enceladus, the giant king was humanoid from the waist up, clad in bronze armor, and from the waist down he had scaly dragon’s legs; but his skin was the color of lima beans. His hair was green as summer leaves, braided in long locks and decorated with

arm, I don’t know. Unless you had a really harsh Latin teacher …” Jason was pretty sure that wasn’t the reason. It also didn’t seem possible he’d been on his own his whole life. But what else made sense? Annabeth had been pretty clear—Camp Half-Blood was the only safe place in the world for demigods. “I, um … had a weird dream last night,” he said. It seemed like a stupid thing to confide, but Annabeth didn’t look surprised. “Happens all the time to demigods,” she said. “What did you see?” He

offered. “—which includes his own name,” the love god finished. “I am Cal,” Cal repeated. “And this is Zethes! My brother!” “Wow,” Leo said. “That was almost three sentences, man! Way to go.” Cal grunted, obviously pleased with himself. “Stupid buffoon,” his brother grumbled. “They make fun of you. But no matter. I am Zethes, which is short for Zethes. And the lady there—” He winked at Piper, but the wink was more like a facial seizure. “She can call me anything she likes. Perhaps she would

looking at her, nodding urgently and mouthing, Say yes! Piper needed more to time to think. “We can negotiate,” she said. “Totally!” Leo agreed. “Name your price.” “Leo!” Piper snapped. The princess chuckled. “Name my price? Perhaps not the best haggling strategy, my boy, but at least you know a thing’s value. Freedom is very valuable indeed. You would ask me to release this satyr, who attacked my storm winds—” “Who attacked us,” Piper interjected. Her Highness shrugged. “As I said, my

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