Artemis Fowl Novels & Stories

Azraiel tries to work the timeline in his head. “Azraiel…I really think you should talk to Aunt Caitlyn.” Theo says to Azraiel. “Yeah.. I think it’s time.” Azraiel says grimly. He loves his Aunt to death but she can be scary sometimes. Azraiel turns towards Katya, “Caleb, the white wolf mentioned a witch who has been helping Richard. Her name is Alana. Does that name ring a bell?” Katya scrunches her brows for a moment and then Azraiel sees the realization dawn in her eyes.

she stated. Amphidocus coughed and looked around the room. “Wait, so this really isn’t news? She was with the Minotaur, and none of you reacts?” he asked. “Other than my cousin, all the girls have been with Asterion. Guess the animal magnetism works in his favor. Plus, even you have to admit he’s better built than the other boys, and we sent as tribute.” Demoleon commented.

"T-thank you." "Can you please sit here, Luna." Lhea said, pointing on the couch. "Yes. Oh but you can just call me Mitzy." "Oh no.. that would not be right. We have to call you Luna." Lisa said, shaking her head frantically. She started to braid my hair. "No, I'm fine with that. It's pretty strange having people calling me Luna." "But..." she hesitated. "But.. Alpha Flynn would not like that." It's actually not very surprising that people are scared of Eaton. He is so... I don't know how I should put it, Intimidating?

his hand was cupping the side of my face as his thumb slowly moved up and down the side of my cheek. “Tell me,” I pressed in a sweeter tone, knowing there was something else. “Artemis is larger than a normal wolf Dear,” he kissed my forehead again, “one of those things I guess we aren't supposed to know?” He smirked at me, “She’s also a bit wild, you’ll have to work on gaining a bit more control, we warned you about playing with fire,” he wouldn’t actually say it but he meant Narvi.

He shrugged shooting me a smirk, “I’ll be back in shape for the sequel.” He devoured a second spoon turning to me, “back to Miss Ariel-Cinderella,” he smirked, “isn’t it weird she ran? Like, I don’t know…” he trailed off, “some sort of criminal? Then she disappeared into thin air like a ghost, I mean no one saw her, or even knows who she might be,” he scoffed devouring another scoop, “she definitely got some sort of ninja skill.” “How is it,” I began feeling a tad bit ticked off, “that all three hundred guests we had, absolutely no one saw her? What about the ccctv camera’s?”

I hissed in displeasure. "My name is Temis not Imelda." "Imelda is your mortal name," she picked up a flower planting it in her hair as she backed me. "Your real name and identity is Artemis, I personally call you Temis because you hate the name." I was silent, gawking at her as though she was crazy. Maybe she was. Who the hell was she calling Artemis? I was simply Imelda and I had no affiliations with Artemis. I didn't even know much about her until the deer appeared that night.

‘You like to get to the point, I see.’ Artemis growled loudly. ‘I don’t have time for this.’ Artemis took a stance that showed she was ready to defend herself and rip this wolf’s throat out. The other wolf was a silvery grey, with stark blue eyes and black paws. He was smaller than she was, so she knew this wasn’t an Alpha wolf. Maybe a Gamma or worse; a rogue. The grey wolf pounced towards Artemis and as he jumped, she slid underneath him and caught his belly with her paw, while grabbing his back paw with her teeth. She flung the wolf away from her and the wolf let out a small yelp.

I asked, focusing on Artemis. She cocked a dark brow. “With what? Star bucks? Bit-bars? Do I look like I have sollaur bills or inglions? Besides, I'm dealing with my own phase right now,” Artemis replied curtly, tilting her head to one side. “All this mess is interfering with my daily hunt. Do you know how much trouble unsupervised hounds cause? Right. You don’t know. Well, they always end up raiding Aphrodite’s flamingo sanctuary." “You’re moon-related, right?” I asked uneasily, shifting in my seat. “How can you not help?”

she said while hugging me back. I smiled and said, "Thank you for being my sister. I love you, Ayla. You'll always be my sister for eternity." She stroked my hair and whispered, "I love you too. You are the best sister in this entire world." Since then, she has never left my side and has driven away the other children since they were rude to me before. We played in the garden with our beast servants—a silver wolf named Owell and a lion named Gurion. "Arie, why don't you want to play with Owell?" she asked.

"You think you can command me like an omega in your father's estate? You are standing in the middle of a predator's territory with zero protection. Push me one more time, Artemisia, and I won't just slap you. I'll feed you to the wolves yourself." Before she can recover from the shock of my blow, Artemisia tries to lunge at me with her nails bared, but her swollen ankle betrays her completely. Her foot slips on a patch of slick moss, and she pitches forward, landing squarely on her knees in a fresh puddle of muddy swamp water. The impact knocks the wind right out of her lungs, sending her into a fresh fit of hysterical sobbing. I turn away, leaving her weeping in the mud, and quicken my pace