Artemis Dune Leak Novels & Stories

Lydia said to her uncle, who sighed in relief. Luna Alice patted her daughter’s arm. “Lydia, let’s go greet some of the Lunas and leave the men to talk,” she said, leading her daughters away. Alpha Damon had wanted to speak with them, but as soon as they left, a handful of Alphas crowded around him, clearly waiting for him to be free. “Hey, I can tell you’re nervous,” Luna Alice said as soon as they were out of sight. Blake grumbled, “Well, I think—"

I fear that the ache would never truly fade, that I would be haunted by their happiness for the rest of my days. But even amid this despair, a glimmer of hope remains. Perhaps the moon goddess has a plan for me, one that I can't yet comprehend. Maybe this amnesia is a temporary affliction, a test of my strength and resilience. Maybe, just maybe, there's a chance for my love to be rekindled, for Karl to see me for who I am.

Far away from this monster. Opening them, I find that I moved again. Putting my head back, it thudded hard into the dirty sand. Where ever i was, the dramatic weather difference was clear. The moon was a bright bloody red, and the stars peppered the sky like freckles. The pain in my thigh severed through me, I could feel the wolfsbane also. He posioned me.. Scooting myself closer to a tree, I got myself standing again. Ripping a piece of shirt with one hand and my teeth, I tied a knot quickly. I have to keep moving. Taking a step forward, then the next I winced. Falling into the tree in front of me, my broken arm scraped against the trunk. Moving more slowly, step by step and using trees as

"ah!!!!!!!!!!" I couldn't care less about the pain coming from my calf, so I jumped up and tried to climb up, but there was no place to climb on the wall of the pit, and the only depression on it was the unreadable seal script, which seemed to become more clear after being stained with my blood. Probably too much blood loss accompanied by excessive shock, my brain began to confuse, and fell back heavily, desperately looking at the moon hanging in the night sky, cursing the son of a b***h who tricked me into coming here.

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."

“I tried to hold on to you. I tried to keep you with me. But I think... I think I was holding on to the pain instead.” The necklace glowed red before beginning to melt. My chest tightened, and my legs gave out. I dropped to my knees, sobbing into my hands. Aria was beside me instantly, her hand warm and steady on my back. “Let it out,” she whispered. And I did. Every scream that had never left my throat. Every tear I didn’t cry that I held in. Every night I’d curled up wondering what I did wrong. When the flames finally died, the necklace was gone. All that remained was it's ash.

​The Lunar Ark was not a ship; it was a sarcophagus of gold and glass, buried beneath the regolith of the Tycho Crater for a century. As the Vane siblings and Lyra stepped inside, the air tasted of ancient pine needles and cold, sterile electricity. It was the "Emergency Exit" their father had built for a world that had finally ended, and as the engines hummed to life, Leo felt the violent tug of Earth’s gravity calling them back.

Artemis’ number to verify Andrius’ claims. “Is this Dr. Artemis’ clinic? I am Noelle Freely of the local police department. I am trying to verify Andrius Moonshade’s claims. This is related to a murder, so please answer honestly. Dr. Artemis, last night, from 7 p.m. to 10 p.m., what were you doing and who were you with?” Dr. Artemis answered honestly, “I was having dinner with Andrius and my granddaughter, Lyra.”

I knew I was missing something there, something hidden in Larminiel's words. Maudie shot me a look of disgust as she got up to leave. She was the first to depart. The shapeshifter shot me one last curious look before he followed Maudie out. Evandrus stayed in his seat watching me as well as Larminiel and Stoic. The dwarf and fairy hopped off their chairs and left rather quickly. "Where is Artemis now?" Evandrus finally asked. "Dead." I said flatly. Evandrus looked at me unsure of my answer. I guess he thought I was lying. I rolled my eyes. "Check the tree of life when you go back."

"I need to confirm the coordinates are completely outside the known flight corridors." Artemis didn't look up, her fingers flying across the keyboard. "It’s on the secure thumb drive, Charon. Next to the coffee cup. And for your information, the coordinates aren't outside the known corridors. They are using a discarded, ancient military path that only gets dusted off once every fifty years. It's safe. Your job is to make sure no one tries to hack the temperature controls on my ghost drones."