Artemis Aesthetic Novels & Stories

If you had said that Artemis was filled with a woman’s seductiveness, a rare gem of a stunning beauty that caused a person's heart to produce a strong desire to possess, she only raised a creepy sense of terror now. A trypophobic person could definitely not stand it. Artemis was unable to convince Athena to change her mind. She finally placed her eyes on Alex and Donovan. "Are you guys really willing to be used by Athena?"

When we finally left the sun was setting and Artemis looked like she was about to cry. “They really didn’t want me…” I heard her whisper from the back seat. I smiled as I was satisfied with the results of destroying any hope she had of ever getting away. I knew then that she would be in my control and I could keep her as mine for as long as I deemed her worth of keeping. I knew then that I had to make sure no one else knew about her or remembered her because I couldn’t risk anyone recognizing her. When we returned to the pack house I informed Craig that Artemis would not be allowed to leave the house anymore. He didn’t question me and she was so depressed about her family abandoning her that

“Artemesia, she hasn’t even been famous for a long time, so I just had to meet famous artists to get to know her, that’s how I really got to know her! She can’t move on with all her exes so she writes songs! Her songs don’t become hits, no one is listening! Not all women are like her! “ I smashed my fist above the table. I can’t take all their words anymore. It’s so much to bare. They turn in my direction. I am about to get up when suddenly someone came in. Shit! I close my eyes tightly. It’s the reporter! He’s wearing an ID of a tv station and a camera is hanging on his neck. “Artemesia Vena wears a disguise, she’s wearing a blonde wig, jacket, cap and shades. If you see someone wearing all

“Well, hellooo, sailor…” I blink. Artemis’s voice slides through my mind like silk soaked in mischief. “If you’re going to paint a mystery man, could you not make him this attractive next time? I’m about to jump into the canvas and lick his face.” “Artemis,” I whisper, slightly horrified. “Seriously?” “Have you seen his jaw? That’s not a jaw, that’s a sculpted promise. And don’t even get me started on those eyes. Blue like sin and sadness. He looks like he could ruin me emotionally and I’d say thank you.”

It has the desired effect as I see Artemis push forward to join the conversation as well. I was so right about the jewelry. It’s a perfect match to her eyes when Artemis is forward. Her beautiful eyes which have haunted my dreams. Even though my entire focus is on her, I make sure that we continue our dance and I’m pleasantly surprised that she does not have any trouble following my lead. She’s perfect.

“My word this is delicious. Thank you, Zosimos.” He bows his head, with a wide grin. “You are most welcome, Celine.” They talk, about their life here, his paintings and such. He offers to show her some, but Artemis says it might not be subject matter to show others. Celine flushes when she realises it’s probably nudes of Artemis, and coughs. “I’m sorry, I am of a very delicate disposition. But, if you have any landscapes, I would love to see one of those.” He grins and nods, he walks off into the house. “Was that an acceptable excuse?” Artemis nods, grinning

"I'm ready! Can we fly there? Like Hermes does?" Before anyone could respond further, a gust of cool mountain air swept through the hall, carrying with it the fresh scent of pine and wildflowers. Artemis appeared suddenly from nowhere, landing lightly beside them with the grace of a hunting cat, her bow slung across her back and a quiver of silver arrows at her hip. Her dark hair was tied back in a simple braid, and she wore practical leather boots and trousers that allowed for easy movement. "I'm coming too," she announced without preamble, her voice clear and steady as she looked from Hermes to Apollo.

I stepped closer, adjusting the collar slightly. “Nothing.” His voice dropped. “Alara.” “You look handsome.” I leaned in and left a pepper light kiss on his lips. That satisfied him. ******* The twins were far less cooperative. Artemis had already dressed herself by the time I entered her room, but she had somehow managed to combine three different outfits at once. A silver dress. A blue sash. And mismatched boots. She spun in front of me proudly. “What do you think?” I blinked. “…Creative.”

Thousands of creatures lived in the mage dimension, others more populous than the next. Artemis could be a rare creature from the sea. I wanted her out of my head. Her hair stuck in my mind like her baked blueberry scent. Her hair had tiny loose curls, it was so dark it almost looked blue. She held power I couldn’t let Hera possess. I couldn’t allow myself to get sloppy and let her fall into my bed either. Things got messy when sex coupled with obligation.

I carefully got out, adjusting my crutches as I followed her into the salon. It was elegantly decorated on the inside but still felt like a place you could relax for a few hours. A woman with black hair was leaning on the counter popping bubble gum. “Welcome to Bea’s Beauties… Oh, Artemis. Hey girl. We didn’t expect you today. You’re not on the books till next month for that Frost event.” the girl smiled at Artemis.