Ares Athena Novels & Stories

Athena's face contorted with denial, her voice trembling as she replied, "No, I swear, I had nothing to do with it! I would never betray Rachel like that." But I could see through her facade. Her words held no weight against the evidence that had surfaced. I leaned in closer, my voice dripping with disdain. "Don't lie to me, Athena. I know the truth. No matter how pretty you may appear on the outside, your ugly attitude has finally revealed itself." With a final push, I released my grip on her, watching as she stumbled backward, her body crashing against the unforgiving ground. Athena's eyes met mine, devoid of remorse or regret. It was a chilling sight, a glimpse into the depths of her true

"I'm just saying maybe, if we give her enough reasons, she'll decide to stay." As an adopted kid, Ari was thirsty for family. She was happiest when all of hers was in Eden's Ridge. It was sweet, and he appreciated that she saw him as a check in the "Reasons Athena Should Stay" column. But he needed to nip this idea in the bud. Not only to protect her but to squash that tiny flare of hope that had lit in his own chest. "I hate to burst your bubble, kid, but Athena's life isn't here. Once the renovations are done, she'll be headed on back to Chicago, to Olympus. That world, that life, isn't compatible with ours." It was as much a reminder to himself as to Ari.

“Please tell me mine’s going to be as badass.” Ben snorted from the corner. “Yours is literally the Goddess of Strategic Warfare and Wisdom.” “I know,” Chelsea said proudly, grinning. And then her gaze sharpened, and Athena emerged. “I am the Guardian of Knowledge, Keeper of the Arcane Threads,” she intoned. “To these children I offer foresight—not only to see beyond what is, but to trust what can be. Let them question boldly, think freely, and fight with minds as sharp as any blade.”

he said, clenching his hand and letting his fingers hurt the palm. Ares laughed, "I don't know whose philosopher teachings you're learning from. Are you trying to be Gandhi?" "I'm offering an olive branch, Res, with good intentions. Besides, it seems like dinner time now. How happy I would be if you offered to have dinner with me, as old friends. Plus, there's Athena between us. I'd like us to discuss that." Athena was the name of the international hotel project they both claimed ownership of. Ares sighed and said again, "Come in. I'll open the gate and welcome you at my doorstep." Ares then pressed a button in the security room.

Until now, Athena had to use machines to pump milk from an unconscious Aria. Athena nods her head at me and then asks if she could have a word. I tell Aesha to keep Simon in her sight at all times and that if he moves she is to inform us. Aesha nods her head at me and quickly locks her arm around Simon. “Wherever you go, I go!” Athena takes me into a private room. “I’ve seen the news, Atlas.” “Has Aria?” “No, no television in her room but she has asked for one. I can only hold off for so long. What are we going to do?”

ATHENA POV The small video window of my dad’s face was gone, but his voice still echoed in the dark space of my mind. Athena is the only master node. He hadn't just left me a legacy; he had practically turned my entire digital footprint into a dead man's switch. If the Laurent trust executors or whatever was left of the Harringtons tried to launch the software without my explicit permission, the entire multi-billion-dollar architecture would become public property. It would be free for anyone on the internet to d******d, copy, and modify.

She then looked at Azrick who was still looking at her with an intense gaze. “Why are you looking at me like that? Can’t believe that a goddess has graced your presence?” “No, I am thinking as to why you have received a death threat when it looks like the public has a good liking to you.” Azrick then waved the letter, putting their attention to the letter. “And can you please make them all shut up? I cannot concentrate with them always screaming for you.” he pointed towards the balcony, the window was open and the screams of the people outside were ringing and echoing inside the office. With no other words, Auria went to the balcony, catching the attention of everyone outside and with just o

* Picking up my dinner which consisted of a fried chicken and vegetables, I made my way over to the corner where our table sat. After my therapy session crashed and burned, I took a shower and cleared my head, burying the memories once again. “So Ava, how was your first day in RBMS?” Veronica asks picking on her burger and fries. “Eh, nothing much. Just a therapy session.” “Who’d you get as your therapist?” Connor asks with his arm over Veronica’s shoulder. “Hayley…something…” I forgot her surname. “Seriously!” Caleb exclaims and I give Rhea a look asking her to explain.

"Have you told Jeremiah yet?" "No. not," Athena stated firmly, her voice vibrating with barely suppressed panic. "He already has a target on his back. I am not adding my that to his running list of problems." Reaching out, Tessa grabbed Athena's forearm, forcing her to stop packing. "Athena, you are spiraling right now," Tessa instructed, her tone dropping into a steady, commanding register. "Stop throwing your clothes in a bag and just breathe for one single second. The vibes in here are way too chaotic. You need to process this logically."

Carve out the heart of every member she loves. She's a werewolf, she can hear my thoughts. I hide nothing. “My name…” she whispers. Voice broken now. Small. “My name is Athena Denvers.” Athena. The name hits me strangely. Beautiful. Befitting. My chest tightens. A painful, inexplicable squeeze. Why? “I was Beta to Alpha Octavius.” Her voice cracks. “And we went to steal a healing vial from the health station that night.” There it is. She broke.