Novel & Cerita Artemis A Novel

Blue After Artemis leaves, I stand in the hallway and try to figure out the best way to go about this. Rhea is torn up over the news and I want to be there for her, but what can I do? I don’t want to just sit back and have them handle everything while they work through everything emotionally. It’s no secret, things were strained between all of them but that was still Artemis’s parents and that has to be hard for him. Before I can come up with a plan one of the babies starts crying. All of them have a different cry and this one is Eros. I walk into the nursery and pick him up right away. His head turns to my boob as soon as he’s in my arms. Before I take him out to feed, I check on Selene and

Only Orlando seemed to chase away my demons. “Arianna?” “I need you, please…” “I’m coming.” “Come to my room.” “Almost there.” I tripped several times in my attempt to get to the safety of my room while I clawed at my dress, trying to loosen the knots that pressed at my chest. Just as I entered my room, Orlando rushed in. My vision blurred as I gasped for breath, crawling on the floor. I felt like a fish out of water.

"I need my friend back.” Artemis looked at me with those bright green eyes, a hint of uncertainty in her expression. "Where would you like me to settle in?" she asked, her voice soft and tentative. I folded my arms across my chest and gave her a hard look. "Find your space, but don’t come near the bed," I said curtly. "That’s my space. And don’t touch any of my stuff.” She nodded, her demeanour polite and submissive. "Understood," she replied, placing her bags on the floor near the opposite wall. She began to unpack, carefully organising her things without making a sound.

Jaxon: I can still taste you and feel you in my arms. Jaxon: I need you back in them. Artemis: Thank the gods you’re not here it would be very embarrassing for you to see how red my face is right now. Jaxon: I love your innocence, it’s a major turn on. Artemis: Everything about you is a turn-on. Is still can’t believe I’m your mystery girl. Jaxon: I’m glad it is you. It explains so much. Artemis: What do you mean?

“They’ll be honored. And they’ll do it right. They’re good people.” She squeezed his fingers gently. “It’s a little weird, I know. But I don’t want to feel like I’m missing anyone that day.” “You’re not missing anyone,” he said softly. “You’ll have all of us. You’ll have me.” She softened, letting him pull her into his arms. “You're lucky you’re sweet.” “I’m lucky, period,” Artemis murmured, brushing her hair behind her ear. “Especially after everything. I still wake up some mornings and think, ‘Is she still here? Or was that all just some dream in the middle of a war?’”

So I took a deep, courageous breath before bringing my chin up, straightening my back, and gripping the stem of my bouquet just as the double doors opened. The once underwater sound of the music became clearer in my ears. And my legs, like the bitches they were, knew what they were supposed to do. I took a step forward before my brain even realized what was happening. And I took another step. And another, as the beautiful melody cradles the garden space. Behind my veil, I can see faces who looked at me with awe. Phone cameras were out so Lucas' family could keep souvenirs. The day the Santellis are saved. The day they became one of the De Marchis. My heart pounded so fast, I was afraid I was

I asked it, rather foolishly as if I expected a response. And I got one... in the form of a hug... from the mist. I sat being gently squeezed by the thing that had wanted to kill me just a few weeks prior and I realised just how strange things had become. First Dareios becomes a gentleman and then the mist goes all caring on me and hugs me when I’m falling apart. What was this world coming to? Okay, I admit that was rather a strange question coming from me. “Callista?” I heard Warrick call out into the gardens.

Amira started to address her. Artemis chuckled softly, "Do not fret over introductions right now. Artemis is just fine." The grassy field gradually gave way to a tree line of a dense forest where the sun's light shined in through gaps in the canopy. Amira felt a little more at ease being within the forest, perhaps it felt closer to being home. "Alright, Artemis..." Amira treaded carefully over the name still, "I opened the book in hopes to finding an answer to a problem I'm... Well, we are having in the mortal world."

Bang. The nails sealed him in. “No! Please… Dad! I’m sorry!” Artemis screamed, his fists slamming against the lid. “You win, alright?! I’ll do what you say… I’ll do anything, just let me out!” But the only answer was silence. And then the guards' footsteps faded. And he was alone. Cramped. Bloody. In the dark. Artemis’s breathing hitched again. Then it turned ragged. Then he started gasping. His pulse roared in his ears. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t stretch. The air was thick and hot and wrong. His chest felt too tight.

Artemis exclaims right beside me. "Artemis…" I look at him for a moment, happy that I'm back and that he's the first face I see. Suddenly, a flood of thoughts and unfamiliar emotions crash into my mind, overwhelming me with their intensity. It's like a dam of foreign feelings and information that I can't shut out, causing a piercing pain in my head. I grasp my head, trying to make sense of this sudden onslaught. Artemis is by my side in an instant, his hands reaching out to comfort me. It's more than just seeing his concern; I can feel it coursing through me.