Artemis Aesthetic Novels & Stories

The woman in front of her is completely out of his league. "So? How do I look?" "..." Creed's pulse raced at her question. He was at a loss for words. Just simply calling her beautiful almost seemed an insult. "Um… I… You look very… b... beautiful!" "What? Why are you mumbling? I couldn't hear a word." "I said… You… You look beautiful!" ~giggle "Thank you!" Artemis smiled, and came closer towards her ears, "Since this is our first date, I went an extra mile with my wardrobe selection. Also, I don't wear these kinds of bold dresses normally, so feast your eyes. All of this is for you."

Artemisia asked as she closed her eyes to pass the cream over her eyelids. She squeezed her fingers into her skin, feeling the pressure of that act absurdly relax her body. She also felt soft, warm hands pass through her arms, gently squeezing her skin and flesh, letting a slight wave of excitement begin to run through the girl's nerves. She could not open her eyes, probably because of that feeling that the woman provided the young woman. Arteemisia also did not want and would not try to open them, just took advantage of that situation. "I can be whoever you are.” The maid whispered against the skin of Artemisia's neck, making her whole body creep. Her hands went down and climbed up the blon

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he headed for a room while Carter followed him. They both got into the room. There were fifty weak demons in the room. They moaned and strained like they were about to die. "Are these demons?" Carter asked in amazement. "No. They are the qualities we need in this fight against Alpha Nemesis" Alpha Nolan scoffed. "These are not qualities" Carter shook his head. "They are dying" he made a disappointed face. "They won't die. They are like this just because they are not ripe to be awake. And luckily, I have found a way around that. They will be up and well once they feed" Alpha Nolan related.

With a sigh, I turned away from the front and looked behind me to see a girl at the last roll waving me over. I walked over to her, tentatively and smiled hesitantly at her. She was a sub, I could tell that much. Her black hair had sharp purple highlights, and her make-up was goth style and she was wearing completely black outfits. Elites didn't entertain oddities or uniqueness like that. “Sit beside me. You didn't know? The back seats are for us. I'm sorry you had to find out like that.” She said, as she gave me a pitiful look.

He was very manly with this refined boyish beauty that was almost impossible to resist. An image snuck into Artemis’ mind. Misty ocean blue eyes with messy red hair plastered all the forehead. Parted pink lips with drool leaking from the sides. Artemis sighed, shaking his head then walked away without offering a response. He cursed his sneaky mind for reminding him that no one could beat Lucian’s effortless sexiness. “Hey, where are you going?” The blond hurried after him. Artemis manoeuvred through the crowd, avoiding as much body contact as possible. He found himself at the bar and occupied one of the empty stools.

Last night in the dark rain, he only saw my body shape from behind and thought I was a beautiful moon goddess, but now he looks like he wants to throw up his breakfast. I just blink at him, keeping my mouth shut. He tries to hide his horror by turning his face away toward the trees. I do not care about his disgust. I turn back around and go back to looking at my green leaves. "Daxos!" a soft voice calls out from across the lawn. Daxos looks up and spots Artemisia standing under the sunlight. She is wearing a light purple dress, her silky hair is flowing in the breeze, and her face looks completely delicate. Next to my ruined skin, she looks like a rare flower.

I opened the copy of the Criminal Code I always carried and draped it over my legs to keep warm. Using what little battery my phone had left, I searched for the address of a nearby 24‑hour print shop. My phone vibrated. It was a message from Carmen. A photo followed. She was in a brightly lit private hospital VIP ward, flashing a peace sign at the camera. Carmen: [Arista, the doctor says my kidneys are failing and I need a relative to be matched.] Carmen: [Relatives have the highest compatibility, you know. Arista, you're my sister. You wouldn't just watch me die, would you? Hehe.]

He walks directly in her direction, some immortals are still attracted to his presence, but he's glad that the tension has gradually lessened. Artemis was stunningly beautiful in his purple long dress. Complementing his white skin and brown hair makes her stand out from the crowd. At first, she doesn't even notice him but eventually saw ALkhun walking in his direction. Artemis smiles and said goodbye to the one she's talking to. She then greeted Alkhun with a smile. "You're late." She giggled. "Late for what? the day's not over yet." ALkhun sarcastically with his monotone voice.

He asked, standing on his feet and reaching near her. “No.” “I think you should stop wearing makeup then.” “Excuse me? You started applying your rules on me this soon?” Caroline asked, looking at him in disbelief. “Well, what can I say? I just feel that you really shouldn’t wear makeup because you’re messing with perfection!” Artemis said, caressing the side of her cheek. Caroline opened her mouth to say something and argue with him about it, but she couldn’t find the right word to say. But her heart melted at his words. “As much as I love a perfectly winged eyeliner and a bold lip, there is something extremely freeing in being bare face because bare is beautiful.”