

A good read and a great book filled with surprises. The only time his writing doesn’t work for me is when the characters speak a kind of long monologue filled with so much witticism that it gives me a headache, but thankfully, The Son of Neptune doesn’t fit that bill, probably because Percy Jackson is the king of snarky commentary and it does not come off as out of the ordinary. Riordan has timed the events to perfection, obviously leading us up to the grand finale in the third book – The Mark of Athena. There is a load more to talk about when it comes to the word, ‘camp,’ but I can’t if I am to keep this review spoiler free.įor me, this book is by far the best in the series it picks up the pace and is twice as violent and funny as The Lost Hero.

Like how Death checks his schedule on an iPad and is really masterminded by the legendary warrior Amazons who are using us mortals to fund their worldwide franchise. He does a brilliant job once again, twisting age old legends into the story and mingling it with the modern in a way that’s refreshing and sometimes, downright hilarious. The story is quite easy to read for those familiar with Riordan’s simple and fast paced style. Joining Percy in his quest are Hazel Levesque and Frank Zhang, both adorable and both with terrifying secrets. But the camp doesn't ring any bells with him.” Somehow Percy managed to make it to the camp for half-bloods, despite the fact that he had to continually kill monsters that, annoyingly, would not stay dead. His brain-fuzz is lingering, even after the wolf Lupa told him he is a demigod and trained him to fight. When he awoke after his long sleep, he didn’t know much more than his name. (If you haven’t read it, I’m not going to spoil it for you.) The Son of Neptune starts off where the first book left off. When he attempts to describe two gorgons chasing him, he states, “Her name badge read: Hello! My name is DIE, DEMIGOD SCUM!” The opening lines of The Son of Neptune, the second book in The Heroes of Olympus trilogy, reminded me how much I loved the dyslexic son of a sea god. I had forgotten this because the last Rick Riordan book I read did not feature Percy, but the rather brooding Jason Grace. The one thing that Percy Jackson has, that makes him stand out among the many, dashing modern fantasy heroes is his wonderful sense of humour.
