Artemis Aesthetic Novels & Stories

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 felt myself melting into him, barriers lowering that I'd kept fortified for years. When I finally pulled back, just far enough to look into his eyes, I found Aeson gazing back at me—those remarkable purple-blue eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. My own vision had sharpened, colours intensifying in the way that told me Artemis had pushed forward, her yellow-green eyes meeting his. Inside my mind, Artemis pranced and bounced with impatience. ’Do it,’ she insisted, broadcasting her certainty with unrelenting enthusiasm. ‘I can feel you thinking about it. DO IT!’

Artemis spoke, but before he could finish she interrupts the sentence. “What, been killer.” She sarcastically said, rolling her hazel eyes as she's waving her arms around as if they were tentacles. He huffed with hot air coming out of his nose in a way we all know to run. But for some reason, we didn’t. We just stood still, scared to take an inch of movement. Motionless. “Listen, I’m already mad at her.” Pointing to me.“So DON'T push me. "

(My God, forgive me) Artemis smiled sweetly and slowly descended, twirling through the air beneath the starry sky of the amphitheater. Her cold breath shimmered in the air like frost. Her bronze armor made no sound. It was perfectly engineered. With her dark skin, cascading curls, and gleaming archer’s bow, she could have been beautiful, voluptuous, and divine. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was a crazy demon bitch trying to chop us into pieces. The small marble goat, lion, and dragon desperately clinging to her body yelped. They held on for their lives, trying not to fall and be crushed against the jagged ice or disappear into the dark water below.

Yh yh I agree before you blow my ear drum with your voice, thank God you are not an artist. You can say whatever you like as long as I get my picture, Daymond take a picture of us please. Artemis asked Yhs Miss Done, Daymond said handing the phone to her. Holy Mary, why do u look so so freaking hot and I look like a potato, Artemis cried Just take out that smerk, get over yourself, Artemis added. See your eyes, so dreamy with a little tint of badass, your perfectly contoured face, your chiezeled appearance, your physic ,fuck! Hot, please who is your creator I need an appointment with him because damn . Artemis said admiring the picture

It was figure-hugging, but not too tight, and it had a subtle train that swept the floor. On her feet, she wore delicate, crystal-encrusted heels that gave her an extra bit of height. Artemis styled her hair in loose, romantic waves that cascaded down her back. She had left some tendrils loose to frame her face, and she had added a few tiny braids to add some texture and interest.

Luke looks over at me as I shoot him a look. Sammy is standing at my desk. "So, what can I help you with?" I glance over and Luke eyeing her ass. My wolf is running circles in my chest. Clawing to get out. She smiles at me. I think it's the first time I've actually seen her smile. It lights up her whole face. She fucking gorgeous. "I have the design concepts you wanted." She lifted them to me. "Excellent!" I grin, taking them from her. I flip through them. "This. This is definitely better. I love it. When can you get started?" I hand them back.

I admitted with an embarrassed sigh and Theo stopped rubbing my back. "I'm sorry what?" "I said, I don't like my body. I find it revolting," I turned to look at him and he had a confused face. "Look, my belly has all of these stretch marks, and the skin is saggy because of lochia and the linea nigra, it's just all so annoying to look at," I said and Theo clenched his jaw and kept quiet as he washed off the foam from my body. "See, you even agree with me."