My true mother

by Laurathedemigodtimelord

Ruby has always felt different. She feels like she's one of a kind. Until she goes to camp half blood finds out she's adopted and gets claimed by the goddess Aphrodite who is apparently her mother. But her brothers and sisters still feel like strangers not kin and when she finds a son of Apollo who's more like her than anyone she's ever meet she starts to question her true mother.

2. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

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HELLO DEMIGODS AND MORTALS ALIKE THIS IS MY FANFIC.

THIS IS MY FIRST EVER FANFIC SO PLEASE RESPECT THAT,THIS STORY INCLUDES OCS. I AM SORRY IF I MAKE ANY SPELLING OR GRAMMAR MISTAKES, I WILL TRY TO UPDATED AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK. I WILL TRY TO KEEP THE AN'S SHORT BECAUSE I KNOW HOW ANNOYING IT CAN BE IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS PLEASE ASK IN A REVIEW AND I WILL BE HAPPY TO ANSWER IN THE AN'S.

Ruby POV

13 years later...

I woke up to the sound of my alarm its this really random ringtone I found that's like this really deep voice saying wake up then a whole bunch of random people going la la la llaaa la la lllaaa la la laaa laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and then it repeats until you turn it off. Anyways I got up and turned my alarm off , got out of bed and went to the bathroom to get ready. Just like any other day. I looked in the mirror , I have blonde hair down to my chest and tanned skin very normal apart from my eyes it was like they didn't belong in my body. I had never seen anyone else with eyes like mine apart from the strange girl in my dreams about my age with auburn hair and a bow on her back. She must be like my long-lost twin or something because I also have a passion for archery. I was the best in my class. My dad had got me a bow for my birthday when i turned twelve. I had just finished the hunger games trilogy and was totally amazed I love the hunger games. I turned out to be amazing at archery my mum entered me in all these completions and I won all of them. I didn't even try that hard I swear its nuts. I have archery practice again after school today, thank god i love archery practice. Its the one place I feel like I can be myself.

I hear mum calling and go down stairs for breakfast "Hows my little moonshine this morning?" said dad. Ugh 'moonshine' was the nickname my dad gave to me when I was five he said that the moon seemed to shine straight into my eyes that night. From then on moon light shone out of my eyes. But I secretly knew it was the colour of my eyes they were silvery yellow. The best description anyone could come up with was that they were like the moon.

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WELL THAT WAS AN ANNOYINGLY SHORT CHAPTER I PROMISE TO MAKE MOST OF THEM LONGER. REVIEW AND I'LL TRY TO UPDATE TOMORROW.

SIGNING OFF ,

LAURA3 (I CANT BE BOTHERED TO TYPE THE FULL NAME SO IM GOING TO BE SIGNING OFF AS LAURA3 :))