Ares Athena Novels & Stories

It won't change who I am. Because the coven taught me so. The Athena Coven. -------------------------------------------------- So its been three years and Bella is returning. So much must've changed. I love the Athena Coven. I got the Athena from Greek mythology. She is the Goddess of Wisdom and War. So the return huh!! I'm so excited. What's her reunion with Jake going to be like. If you wanna know then you have to read. Please read, vote, comment and share Until the next chapter... -Daisy

Towering and calm and terrifyingly beautiful. Aria didn’t speak. She couldn’t. She just stared, her breath catching without warning. Her whole body reacted before her mind could form a thought. Every nerve lit up, already remembering something it shouldn’t have — a frequency she hadn’t tuned into in this lifetime but that still hit her like an echo she couldn’t escape. Athena stepped forward slowly, never breaking eye contact. Her presence was massive. Not loud, not aggressive. Just unshakable. Like a glacier or a cathedral. Like the world would bend around her before she moved to accommodate it.

While Athena went to her bathroom, took a bath, and change into her nightgown, she sends Asher a text. '5D call?' Beep! Asher reply to her. 'Give me 5 more minutes.' She waits until 5 minutes, and then she got a text from Asher. 'Turn on your device.' Athena put down the rounded shape device like a ball on the floor near her bed and link it with her phone. Within 5 seconds, Asher's figure starts to form out from the ball device. He was standing at the side of the bed. "Did you miss me?" the first thing that Asher is asking her.

She hissed inwardly. Two years had passed, and Athena leave the institution that she's been working on. The General agreed to her decision but with the condition of not joining any other institution that opposes their beliefs. The now fourteen-year-old Aracelli was living under Athena's roof. "Oh! You're home!" Aracelli stopped and greeted the newly arrived Athena. Aracelli has a glass of milk in her right hand while holding an egg-drop sandwich in her left. The side of her mouth is quite full as she takes a bite of her sandwich before the elder twisted the knob of the door and entered the house.

Grabbing her phone again, she quickly dialed one of Arthur’s men—the one who had been assigned to watch over her in the past. "Find Edward! And do not tell Arthur about this!" ["But ma’am—"] "This is an order!" Athena hung up, her grip tightening around the phone. Arthur had done so much for her already. She refused to add to his problems. She would deal with this herself. ***

But deep down, something felt weird. I didn’t know what it was yet. But I was about to find out. A FEW MOMENTS AGO… Athena parked her car in front of the quiet gym house. She sighed and turned off the engine, resting her head briefly on the steering wheel. “This better be worth it,” she mumbled. She sat there for a moment, then pulled the sun visor down and checked her face in the small mirror. Satisfied, she pulled her hair back into a neat ponytail, slid on her face cap, and grabbed her bag from the back seat.

She suddenly started to feel guilty over nothing. Nero who had been out on the training field got the news as well. He left his post at once and marched for the throne. Athena bent to pick up her basket, to make sure she kept it in the right place before leaving but the maid took it from her. “Don’t worry my lady, I will handle things here.” Athena wiped her hands against her apron before untying it and handing it over to the maid who was on duty with her.

Axel states. Before Clause could respond to that, the door burst open revealing Jason with a worried look etched on his face. "Alpha" I stood up, "What is it?" I asked all of a sudden tensed. "it's Lyra."

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

Ares told him. "Okay, what about your sister Athena?" Lord Daniel asked. "Well she has been in love with Ruthless as long as I can remember, letting her to Join us is putting us at risk, so I will say do not spare her alongside with the rest of the gods," Ares said, knowing his sister, she will hurry up and go and inform Ruthless about anything they discussed just to get on his good side, can't she see the handwriting on the wall? Ruthless does not want her but she is too blind, so blind to see so.