Rick Riordan
Rick Riordan
Richard Russell "Rick" Riordan, Jr. is an American author known for writing the Percy Jackson & the Olympians series, which is about a twelve-year-old who discovers he is a son of Poseidon. His books have been translated into 37 languages and sold more than 30 million copies in the US. Twentieth Century Fox has adapted the first two books of his Percy Jackson series as part of a series of films. His books have spawned related media, such as graphic novels...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth5 June 1964
CountryUnited States of America
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Facinating." He broke into a wide grin. "I've discovered something, Khufu. This is not Memphis, Egypt." Khufu gave me a sideways look, and I could swear his expression meant, Duh. "I've also discovered a new form of magic called blues music," the man continued. "And barbecue. Yes, you must try barbecue.
Isis and Horus," he said. "I see you've found new bodies.
Fairness means everyone gets what they need. And the only way to get what you need is to make it happen yourself.
Die, enemies of Ra!" Sekhemet yelled. "Perish in agony!" "She's almost as annoying as you," I told Horus. "Impossible," Horus said. "No one bests Horus.
Evil is easy to fight. Lack of wisdom...that is very hard indeed.
It's like I was connected to the plumping system.
Unless you stop him. Perhaps next we meet." "You'll be just as annoying?" I guessed. He fixed my with those warm brown eyes. "Or perhaps you could bring me up to speed on those modern courtship rituals." I sat there stunned until he gave me a glimpse of a smile-just enough to let me know he was teasing. Then he disappeared. "Oh, very funny!" I yelled.
Bessie?” I looked down at the bull serpent. “But… he’s too cute. He couldn’t destroy the world.” -Percy Jackson
I wasn't sure whether I was supposed to kneel or buy stamps from him or what.
I have moments like that alot, when my brain falls asleep or something, and the next thing I know I've missed something, as if a puzzle piece fell out of the universe and left me staring at the blank place behind it. -- Percy Jackson
Oh no." I said panic rising in my chest. "No, no, no, Somebody get a can opener. I've got a god in my head!!
Well, actually it carried Cadmus. Europa fell off and died along the way, but that's not important.' It was probably important to her.
The Friday before winter break, my mom packed me an overnight bag and a few deadly weapons and took me to a new boarding school.