You cant tell by looking at me that my dad is Poseidon God of the Sea. Its not easy being a half-blood these days. Even a simple game of dodgeball becomes a death match against an ugly gang of cannibal giants - and that was only the beginning. Now Camp Half-Blood is under attack and unless I can get my hands on the Golden Fleece the whole camp will be invaded by monsters. Big ones . . . Puns jokes and subtle wit alongside a gripping storyline. Telegraph
