Artemis A Novel Novels & Stories

“I saw all of the dead girls. They were impaled on dead trees, and there was a this…this thing with red eyes standing guard around them.” Azazel frowns and gestures to a nearby chair. “Tell us everything and start from the beginning.” Without another word, I maneuver her wavering form toward the empty chair. Amara gives me a grateful smile and slumps down. We wait with bated breath as she sits there and begins her story. “When I touched the book, it looked like the words were flowing to me. Then, there was this glow…” She stops and looks at the book again as if waiting for it to do it again. “When I woke up, I was in another place. The world…the world was covered in cinder like someone burne

Maybe an eagle? As the sound began to approach, I kept my eyes closed. Maybe trusting this animal to not kill me is the way to gain their trust. My hair began to move as the wind blew past my body. The breeze was warm and welcoming. I wasn’t concerned in the slightest. I felt the wind stop. There was no movement, no sound. I strained to hear breathing or anything at all from my companion. “My name is Aries.” I said my eyes still closed. A warm embrace overwhelmed my senses. The sparks that flew around my skin were welcoming and at a new frequency. My body lifted from the ground, launching straight up. My arms instinctively wrapped around what felt like a man.

My brother and I have a hunting accident. Artemis's curse strikes me.It incinerates my heart from the inside—I need an healing ritual. But my mother, the high priestess of Artemis's temple, summons every available healer… to my brother's chamber. He only has a few scratches, yet she orders a full ritual examination for him while I lie there hollow on the sacrificial stone. I beg her to help me, but she snaps, visibly annoyed, "Can't you stop vying for my attention for once? Your brother almost damaged a sacred bone!" In the end, I die on the altar. But after the news of my death spreads, my mother, who has always despised me, completely loses her mind.

“And my name is Amaris.” “So, Ames—is it okay if I call you that?” He asks, and although I can see his lips moving and know that it’s obviously him speaking, all I can hear is my brother’s voice saying that same stupid nickname. Suddenly, I’m no longer on the outskirts of the pack lands with Maxon. No, instead, I’m standing over Axel’s still warm and bloody body, the sound of the gunshot still echoing throughout my mind, the beat of my heart pulsing double time in my ears, as if it’s having to work harder, trying to make up for the fact that Axel’s heart no longer beats as mine does.

There were a lot of wolves out there in sheep’s skin. I heard a creak to our left, I pushed Liam forward as an arrow flew by us. “Who’s there?” “Is that you Felix?” “Artemis?” we stood up as Artemis made her way to us. She was a beautiful woman, strong, skilled, and deadly. “Are we shooting before asking questions now?”

She announces with such great authority laced into her voice, that no creature could dare disobey such a command. Usually the nurses would refuse, perhaps even laugh at the ridiculous suggestion, with the baby only being a minute old, but the mother is no normal being. She is Artemis, Goddess of the Moon. Manipulating a human's mind is as easy as slicing a sharp knife through hot butter for her. In moments, the nurses and the baby's father have vacated the room, allowing her to be at peace with the bundle of joy cocooned in her arms. With dread, Artemis tries not to ponder on the fact that she soon has to leave. Three years.

Narvi wanted to win, but he wouldn’t just take the win either. Artemis took a running start with the space Arche had given us, leaping over him and past Narvi as she bound into the forest, and all three boys were after us. She was amazing like this, acting solely on instincts as she weaved in and out of everything in our way, heading back to where we started that would serve as the official win. I could see where the treeline would break, feeling her extra surge in energy as it neared, but something hit us like a brick wall.

She said. "No, Artemis is not like that." I countered her words, replaying the scene of the previous night where he had sent Natasha out of his home because he was now married to me. "How did you know? It's barely twenty four hours since you met him. Maybe he might have sweet talked you into believing him." At this point, Jhena's words meant nothing to me. I was drawn to Artemis, not because of his wealth or the good life that lay ahead of me. I don't think he feigned sending Natasha off.

I didn’t know how to help Artemis go through this, but I wouldn’t leave her to do it alone. I realized when she didn’t know what was happening that when she went through it in the past that she must have been unconscious. I had gone to get a nurse while she was in the shower, but she wouldn’t let her near. The nurse came out of the bathroom and told me that she wouldn’t be able to help Artemis. When I came into the bathroom again my heart felt like it was breaking. Artemis looked at me will tear filled eyes as she refused to wear the hospital gown. I gave her my shirt to wear because I thought my scent would calm her down a little. I listened as she told me she wanted to leave, but I wasn’t

Caroline started feeling restless all of a sudden. She could sense that something wasn’t right. “Mamma!!” Artin’s words diverted her attention. “Stories, pleaseeeee.” “Then you will sleep, right?” “Yes,” Artin said, nodding his head. * ‘She is not my mate.’ Artemis kept telling his mind and stepping behind the fake Caroline. At the same time, she was walking toward him with a smirk on her face. Immediately he stumbled and fell on the couch.