Artemis Anime Novels & Stories

“I’ll wait for you to heal Able, then take you back to the packhouse before heading out.” “I would rather stay here if that’s alright.” I uttered and watched as the beta seemed to consider this for a moment before nodding. “Jay.” He called and a partially dressed fighter stepped over from the waiting area. “Amara this is Jay, one of the packs senior warriors.” He introduced and I considered that senior must be a skill rank or something because it certainly wasn’t a reflection of the man’s age, he could barely be thirty. “Jay, this is Amara, the Alphas mate.” Greyson continued but I watched as Jay’s eyes widened in surprise.

She scoffed, her expression showing disbelief. "That's how it always happens." "So, you have been seeing some nitwit behind my back.” She scowled and yanked at my hair hard causing me to squeal in pain. "What do you think you are doing?" Artemis covered the distance between us. He pulled her hand away and shielded me from her hateful gaze. "Isn't it clear? Sending this nitwit back to where she belongs." She yelled, trying to come back to me but he pushed her away.

Alright, come on man snap out of it. “Luna,” I reply bowing in show of respect. “P-please call me Artemis or Art,” she stutters. I guess I’m not the only one affected. Does she too feel the attraction? We all go to sit down when Logan asks her to cover up, and holy shit she has the most perfectly rounded butt. Goddess Selene forgives me, but you put everything you had into creating your daughter. FUCKKK! Then I noticed these two assholes gawking at her, that soured my mood quick. They both noticed and raised their hands up in surrender.

Pelin’s POV Artemis let out an exaggerated sigh and twirled in the air like she was bored of us. “This simply won’t do. I am here to play, so play it well, girls.” Then she blew us a mocking kiss. “For good luck,” she said in a venomously sweet tone. “Par…” Cancer started. “Sssh! Don’t bore me with your talking. If you’re going to do it, get on with it already!” Artemis said and waved him off in annoyance.

he asked hesitantly. Well, our job here was done. We had killed all the demons, and we destroyed the drugs that caused my memory loss. Though I was curious, I could wait a few hours to hear him out. Waiting until we were home, and it was just the two of us would be the best. So, I gave him a slight nod, and he heaved a sigh of relief. “And that’s the cue for me to leave. See you soon,” Artemis said. She gave a slight wave and disappeared.

"I am the God of Music, not just the Sun-and many other things." "Show off." Yet another voice joins the conversation, and I turn to see a girl standing with her arms crossed, an halfway amused smirk on her face. Her hair is dark, skillfully pulled into two tight French braids, and her eyes are a silvery-green color I've never seen before, hauntingly beautiful. Her skin is deeply tanned, like she spends a good amount of time in the sun, and she's short, only about 4'11, although she still looks like a fierce warrior. I can tell she has seen horrific things from the hardness in her expression, even when she doesn't look angry. "I am Artemis." She adds after a moment of silent observing. "Godd

She announces with such great authority laced into her voice, that no creature could dare disobey such a command. Usually the nurses would refuse, perhaps even laugh at the ridiculous suggestion, with the baby only being a minute old, but the mother is no normal being. She is Artemis, Goddess of the Moon. Manipulating a human's mind is as easy as slicing a sharp knife through hot butter for her. In moments, the nurses and the baby's father have vacated the room, allowing her to be at peace with the bundle of joy cocooned in her arms. With dread, Artemis tries not to ponder on the fact that she soon has to leave. Three years.

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.

When Dragus moves to him and so does Fenrir. “Good to see you again, brother.” I chuckle as Dragus hugs him. Well, it’s not difficult to figure it out. Jörmungandr is a sea dragon and he and Dragus look alike. “It is time.” Artemis says and I turn to look at Carter and he moves towards me. When Artemis stops him. “You are not ready. We need to prepare you.” She says, and I look at her in confusion. Then I take in her appearance and she is wearing what looks like ceremonial robes. Where the hell did she get them from?

I took a deep breath to calm down, but the sad thoughts kept coming. ******** As I walked through the halls of the house, I saw Artemis in the courtyard. She was talking to Kane, her head tilted back as she laughed at something he said. Hearing her laugh made me feel angry. Kane leaned in closer, looking too friendly. She didn’t move away. I felt something dark and angry in my chest. My jaw clenched, and my hands became fists. I couldn’t hear their words, but the way Kane looked at her—smiling and staring at her face—made me very angry.