Artemis Greek Goddess Novels & Stories

A battle might occur at any moment. “The Great Anne Bess of the Crescent Moon,” Lucas greeted in a mocking tone. “You’re a long way from the forest, aren’t ya?” There were gasping whispers and gossip around us. Anne Bess of the Crescent Moon was Artemis’s Brave, the Greek goddess of the hunt. They mentioned her fame as Green Bit’s greatest warrior and winner of the Nightmare Valley Raid. “You’re not welcome here, Green Bits,” one of the Wolf Reign members sneered, yet the Green Bits pressed on while ignoring their heckling remarks.

“Zane says you are my mate too.” Dean chokes on his sip of coffee, his eyes flickering towards the beta Zane briefly before landing back on me. “Yes I am, don’t you feel it?” He asks. “I like your smell.” I say, “but I never knew people had dated mates, I’ve only ever known them being chosen.” “They are chosen in a way!” Eve interrupts, her voice high and sweet. “The moon goddess pairs us with those who she deems worthy.” “I am worthy of an alpha and a beta?” I ask, unsure how it all works.

They were chanting in a tongue that, in a normal sense, was unknown to me. But, I realized I understood each word they said. The candle brightened as they went on muttering, and the flame burned brighter. “Give us your blessing, oh mother. Never let us be on our own. We need you more than ever, and your presence is what we plead and seek.” I realized they were talking about the goddess. I had seen her image next to another goddess and hadn't thought it meant anything. In Greek mythology, Artemis wasn't the goddess of witchcraft and I wonder the reason they were praying to her.

Then suddenly I remembered what my father said when he gave me the sword. "My dear, always remember that this sword is special because it came from the Greek god Ares who is the God Of War. He made this sword himself" father said "But father, it looks like an ordinary sword. How can it be special aside from the God of War Ares is the one who gave and made it?" I asked "Just concentrate and think about what you want and it will be the thing you wanted it to become," father answered Right! That's it! Now I understand that! I immediately raised my sword and closed my eyes and concentrated.

I was happy. Allorah came into our lives like a ray of sunshine. Her body, even though was fragile, she would do her best and get better. All the tests I ran on her brought me to a simple answer. Not human. Allorah was a goddess, a being who shouldn’t exist. Her mere existence here could put hundreds in danger. Starting from us. But my mother, my brother, my coworkers, everyone including me started liking her. She was innocent.

"Then let’s begin." She gestured for Lena to take her place among the circle of runes carved into the earth. The moment Lena sat down, the space around her vibrated as though with some force. Celeste knelt beside her, palm hovering above Lena's heart. "The power of the Moon Goddess is based on your feelings," Celeste said. "That is your hurts, your rage, your love-all of them are the energy. But you have to be careful very much. Once you lose yourself in that then probably will not be better than the creatures we oppose to."

As both consolation and honor, the gods transformed Usha into the dawn, a light that would rise each day to chase away darkness and shadow. Yet the light of Usha was never merely symbolic. It was power itself, a force that could forge warriors and creatures of might. From her essence, the gods later shaped Durga, a goddess of war and justice, and imbued her with weapons of celestial power to strike down the demon whose malice threatened the balance of all life—human and magical alike.

She bore it for three years. The day I was born, Hera set the Furies outside the birthing room. My mother labored three days and three nights, until the blood had soaked the whole bed red. She cried out Zeus’s name, over and over. He did not come. He was with Hera at a banquet, the ceremony raising her family to new rank. It was Artemis, goddess of the hunt and of maidens, who heard what my mother was suffering and sent one of her nymphs to help. Without her, both my mother and I would have died that night.

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?

"King Athena of Antarti pack," "By Luna, you make me jealous," Meredith said. "Why?" "A woman King? Impressive! I wished I could pull that feat, honestly. From what I've heard, you fear no one at all. Not many women would actually stand up to a pack and declare herself King," Eucaria rolled her eyes. "Not any woman will. Athena is the only woman. Her name already tells who she is. The Greek goddess of war. You are indeed fearless," If these women were flattering her, it was real work. Her cheeks were red from the good things these women said about her. This was her first time being talked about this way and it made her swell with pride.