Artemis Dune Leak Novels & Stories

He stood up, put the bandages and the rest of the things in his bag, and turned to walk out. “Thank you” I called to him. He stopped and nodded at me from over his shoulder and walked out the door leaving it slightly open. I held the jar up and inspected its contents. It’s an awful green booger looking glob and smells like mouldy tree moss. Whispering in the foyer caught my attention, so I put the jar down and leaned forward, trying to listen. “Too quickly” was Artemis’ voice, “What do you mean it was too quick, how is that possible?” it sounded like Roe, Gunner's mum,

“You guys will be fine. Just hang in there.” She increased the output. Artemis activated the mystic art. After all, she was Athena’s little sister, so she wasn’t weak by any standard. Even if she had been tricked and was trapped inside Rashomon, she still had her trump card. She spat out a beam of blue light from her mouth— a magical treasure. It instantly self-destructed, shaking the space and blowing up a spatial hole out of it. Pitch-black, nobody knew where it led to. The explosion even disabled the confinement spell on Alex and Donovan temporarily.

Artemis stretched out her hand that held a small tube-like thing in her hand which Creed had seen several times with women. His eyes immediately landed on the beautiful woman right next to him and grabbed the lip balm from her hand to rub against his chapped lips. Right now, they both were standing on top of the tallest building in the center of the Disque Caravan, serving as the parking lot. Creed Beck his neck up and gazed at the huge semi-circular geodesic dome covering the entire structure. The structure was unexplainably gigantic. After a quick look, he assumed that the circular dome on the top of the caravan was there to cover the buildings inside; however, he realized that sea breeze

I lay there on the ground as I heal. “Lykos, no!” I scream as I stand. “We can use her.” I say to him when he stands over her panting and growling as she groans, her leg facing the other way and she is bleeding. I turn back to Artemis. I leap forward and look around when I look at the control panel. I run towards it, my hands shaking. As I look for the release button. I open the plastic cover and hit the red button. I turn and look as Artemis is released and plunges back into the tank. I run and dive into it. I shift. I move towards her, grabbing her as I breach the surface with her. I slice my palm and pour my blood into her mouth.

They light up every single nerve ending in my body, but in a good way. But I just don’t know him. Not really. I know of him. Kenton Clearwater, the insanely hot, 6ft 3in tall hockey player who has black hair and bright leaf green eyes. He plays center for the Northport Warriors, and is to be the future Alpha of the Artemis pack once his father steps down, or… is removed from his position through death. What is it that Axel wanted me to seek Kenton out for? I can’t help but wonder. What exactly do you know?

“She wouldn’t become a rogue. She knows what that would do to Andrew. We have to find her. She couldn’t have crossed the border.” I rambled on. I didn’t think anybody was listening to me. “She is missing?” a voice interrupted me. I turned around and saw Drake and Josh standing behind us. They were furious. “She is not missing.” Sienna said angrily. “She attacked me, her future Luna, and ran away to become a rogue.” Andrew growled loudly and stood up. He started pacing the room and pulling his hair. “That doesn’t sound like Emma.” Drake said. “You met her yesterday.” Sienna said, annoyed. “You don’t even know her!”

POV: Luther Cain I crashed through the emergency exit, blood dripping down my arm. The explosion in the sacred room had caught me off guard. Amara was stronger than I'd expected. "Sir! We need to escape!" A guard with black eyes grabbed my shoulder. "The Artemis Pack has breached the main gate." I shoved him away. "Tell me something I don't know!" Everything was falling apart. Twenty years of planning, of patient waiting, all falling in a single night. I'd underestimated Elias Beaumont's resolve to make things right with his mate.

With an enigmatic quirk of her plum lips, amusement swirled in Artemis’ eyes as she sing-sung, “Caladan, it's getting interesting.” Hanging off the top of the crescent moon, the googly goofy panda cub looked down at his master with bleating laughter. Then one of his drumsticks fell into the abyss, disappearing. He broke out bawling. Artemis glared at him with an eyebrow shooting up, shaking her head before returning to the game.

I screamed and dodged, letting it sail over my head with a hiss and crash into the wall behind me. Armageddon twisted, shoving his fiery blade into its head and pinning it to the wall. He turned it and the fire spread down its body. “How did you do that?” He waved the sword away. “Some other time, Pandora.” He pressed his hand to his communication device. “Anyone there? Report?” “Alive. Artemis is injured.” “Fatal?” “No,” she groaned. “Just hurts like hell. I’ll be fine.” “Apollo? Dune? You there?”

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.