Artemis Aesthetic Novels & Stories

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.”

EPILOGUE The upscale art gallery buzzed with an air of sophisticated excitement. Lush velvet drapes framed the windows, casting a warm, inviting glow over the crowd. The walls were adorned with Elena’s latest series of paintings, each piece a powerful testament to her artistic evolution and personal journey. The space was filled with admirers, critics, and art enthusiasts, their voices a murmured symphony of praise and curiosity.

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.

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.