Novel & Cerita Artemis A Novel

“You guys will be fine. Just hang in there.” She increased the output. Artemis activated the mystic art. After all, she was Athena’s little sister, so she wasn’t weak by any standard. Even if she had been tricked and was trapped inside Rashomon, she still had her trump card. She spat out a beam of blue light from her mouth— a magical treasure. It instantly self-destructed, shaking the space and blowing up a spatial hole out of it. Pitch-black, nobody knew where it led to. The explosion even disabled the confinement spell on Alex and Donovan temporarily.

However, the word he had earlier heard interrupted his flow of thoughts, and the emotions that were creeping into him. Arthmata, Arthmata, Arthmata. The words resounded in his head in the very manner and pace the woman had said it. It, however, sounded more of a ghostly echo. Who was that woman? And what the hell is Arthmata? The woman looked worried when he met her. Their car had rammed into a truck. However, one thing caught his eye- Her eyes. When he first saw them, the top right quarter of her iris was red, the top left corner green, a the lower right quarter blue and the remaining quarter orange, and it seemed to glow dimly. The pupil was black, but it was blacker that the pupil anyone

At my question, Titiana’s gaze turns dark, and it looks almost as if a storm is raging within her. "I committed a grave sin." Titiana sighs, "I interfered with the great design for my own selfish purposes." "But I thought deities weren’t allowed to associate with humans; isn’t that why Artemis…" As Artemis’ name crosses my mind, I find myself reaching into my own psyche to find that she isn’t there. ‘Artemis?’ I call, feeling a sudden flare of desperation. ‘Artemis, where are you?’ "Artemis is currently trapped within the celestial realm by Mateo." Titiana explains. "She tried to interfere with the universe's design by leading your carrier right into Mateo’s grasp. Your bond with him is stil

They quietly took a seat, the man sipping his cup of tea while the woman took graceful bites of a sandwich. Artemis had read two chapters before she slid the bookmark in and closed the book, slipping it back into her bag. Then, she smiled at the couple, pulling out a lunchbox of her own. "Artemis, your writing is beautiful as always. I quite enjoy this story. What was your inspiration?" Doctor Harrington asked. Artemis nodded her head to Apollo with a bitter smile, "My brother, the boy who got lost in his dreams, yet to return to us".

5 | STRANGE THINGS Arther entered to his Blake Light Pack with his footsteps that looked very fast about right now on there. Arther's right palm which was holding on the bag of containing the cakes and breads even looked so much red right now, because Arther had already tightened of his grip on there right now. Arther didn't even pay attention to all of the stares and even of the respectful greetings that had already been given by all of the omegas in his Pack about on there right now.

A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars. She reached out, fingers hovering just above it, heart tightening. WinterMoon. Her home. Or… the home she left behind. The sound of the crowd softened behind her. The music faded. That charm—that moment—was WinterMoon. The night skies. The quiet hush of snowfall on the hills. The scent of pine and frost and something wild. It was the silence of the woods and the hum of belonging. Her throat tightened. The warmth she’d felt only moments ago didn’t vanish—but it dimmed. The edges of it curled in on themselves. She didn’t touch the charm. She didn’t have to. Just lookin

“Whoever it is must have sensed what we felt earlier and wanted the princess for themselves.” “We need to stop them and find the princess first. Divide yourselves,” Eryx ordered. “Zevron, go with Kaelith. Find the princess.” Without hesitation, the two protectors forced their way through the dark clouds while the remaining three continued the fight. They moved through the air without direction because the energy had been contaminated. At that same moment, Arita rushed out of the building, her heartbeat racing wildly. Zevron and Kaelith stared at her but sensed no supernatural energy around her. She looked completely human to them.

Wraith's expressionless face turned gloomy, sunken and weighted down by something Dionysus could not fully grasp. "I was cast out of the hunters, Sire. Because I am a boy who has been of age today." Wraith's lips quivered. He blinked and stared up at the house ahead before adding, "And Artemis can only accept me until I turned sixteen. I am an immortal temptation to my fellow hunters, even if I deem them sisters, I had to go." Dionysus can't find it in himself to speak about his sister's ways. He had never gotten along with anyone except his older brother, Hephaestus.

Slowly, in the caress of his soft lips, flash after flash of memory showed how Artemisya died because of me. And, I lived taking over her body. "Actually, what kind of karma is the universe trying to give?"

"Please, call me Hermes. And may I say, you are quite talented yourself. Your paintings have a unique perspective, and I find that quite refreshing." I felt my cheeks warm at his compliments. "Thank you, Hermes. I'm so glad you like my work." His smile broadened. "I'd love to discuss your work further if you're free for dinner sometime?" I felt my heart skip a beat. Hermes wanted to have dinner with me. I was going to have dinner with one of the most influential people in the art world. "Of course, that would be wonderful," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. Hermes gave me a warm smile and walked away, leaving me to catch my breath. I couldn't believe what had just happened. This was a