Novel & Cerita Artemis Fowl

Stella grumbled the entire way. ‘He doesn’t need to come.’ She muttered. ‘Look Stella, it’s hard to trust people these days. If I didn’t know Artemis I wouldn’t be here.’ Alfie said. Heat rushed to my cheeks and I remembered our kiss at the restaurant. I didn’t even eat. ‘What are you anyway?’ ‘A witch.’ ‘What clan?’ Alfie looked at the door of the shady bar and took a step back. He pulled up his jacket sleeve. He flexed his muscles and two wings drew themselves on his arm.

"You and me both, young friend! Though I'd settle for just being able to take a day off now and then!" Artemis circled the chicken stall casually, her bare feet making no sound on the packed dirt of the marketplace. Her movements were fluid and silent, like a predator assessing prey as she moved around each cage. She paused beside the one holding the trembling hen, her sharp eyes focusing on the birds' wings. "Their wings are clipped," she noted clinically, reaching out to point at the short, neat feathers where flight feathers would normally grow long and strong. "That's why they don't try to fly away. Mortals do this so the birds can't escape their enclosures."

“We won’t give up yet.” “No, we won’t.” Milo agrees, walking over and placing the tray of snacks next to me. He leaves me wordlessly, taking a seat and grabbing a book from the pile as he settles into his chair and opens the book. I skim through the journal, skipping usual entries discussing the way the weather may affect the wolf if the moon remains hidden during a long snow storm or the likes. Artemis’ ancestor was really into documenting every single fucking thing. Except the oath that is torturing me.

She takes a deep breath, smiles and says, “Come on, it's this way.” Artemis leads the way. We walked for a few minutes until we reached a waterfall. Artemis stops as she tells me, “Where is she? She's supposed to be here.” I ask, a little lost, “Who would be supposed to be here?” She yells, “Selene!!” I swallow a lump in my throat and try to breathe easy. Then, she loudly yells this time, “SELENE! WHERE ARE YOU? WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS!”

## Axella's P.O.V. "Wow, Mommy, you look beautiful!" Lily's excited voice filled the room as I turned to face her. "Mommy has always been pretty," Daniel piped up, adding, "She's an angel." My heart swelled with love. These two precious children were my everything. I fought back tears as I pulled them both into a tight hug. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine this day would come. Axella Wayne, the wolfless girl from the Diamond Pack, the unwanted child of the Prime minister, getting married. Here I stood, in a breathtaking wedding dress, flanked by my handsome angels in their tuxedos, ready to walk down the aisle with Jerome, the kind and caring alpha who loved me unconditionally.

A few weeks had passed since Lucas took Adrienne into his home. Those few weeks were hell for Lucas, who had to see his mate constantly drugged and unable to do anything except stare into empty space. Today, however. Today was the day she would be free from all that and he could - hopefully - get an insight as to who she truly was. Dr Abbie had agreed that they had drawn out the silver and wolfbane from her system as much as they possibly could. The rest was up to her and her wolf.

But there I was, the two basically throwing themselves at me, and I was worthy of neither. “A nurse cannot be your Luna.” “But I feel it, Freya,” Damien insisted. “My wolf feels it.” “I’m sorry,” I said as I opened the doors “But your wolf is wrong.” “Freya, wait!” I heard him say, a splash of water from him no doubt getting out of the pool crashing behind me before I closed the door and fled down the hallway. My dress completely soaked, I hoped I wouldn’t see anyone at all, and luckily I didn’t as I slipped into my room, locked the door, and tore my sopping wet clothes off and began to cry.

Angeline quickly placed her hand over his tiny mouth, “Don’t ever talk about death again okay?” He nodded without saying anything. “You said your mama?” She asked again to be sure. “Yes, my pretty mama,” he blurted joyfully. Just then the door opened and Aurora walked in with a tray of juice for the guest. “There” Liam was pointing at her, “she is my mama” he added and Angeline turned towards her, her eyes contained something unfathomable and expressionless. “Have some Juice maam” aurora said casually as she placed the tray beside her,

I was way taller than her. "This is Artemisia. My personal ride-" My mother answered my unvoiced question while climbing up to the back of the animal. Then she continued her explanation as we both trotted towards the city. "-She is a normal wild wolf. The only difference is she is immortal just like my huntresses. Also, she can run faster than a normal wild wolf and is trained for hunting and tracking." 'Oh, she's beautiful.' I praised, which earned an affectionate whine from Artemisia.

I was glad that the ordered diffuser artifact was ready. A young artefacturer, one might say an innovator, from whom I ordered a similar one, will go far. Only the first one I took for nothing, actually testing it, but now the order cost an impressive amount. But three years should be enough. The artifact absorbed excess alpha power and, transforming it, dissipated it without harm to others. Late at night, sitting in the cabin, reviewing the documents. It takes another hour and a half to fly to Moscow, from there to Novorossiysk. There I will take the girl who looks so much like Wally to Poland.