Novel & Cerita Artemis Greek Mythology

“But you won’t.” His hand moved behind his waistband, and for a terrifying moment, I thought he was reaching for a gun. Instead, he crossed his arms and leaned back slightly, a slow smile spreading across his face that sent chills down my spine. “Impressive. You’re not scared. You’d make a good wife, Artemis, goddess of the moon.” The name hit me hard. Only my mother called me that. Tears welled in my eyes, and I blinked furiously to hold them back, but it was too late. The grief I had buried deep inside me surged to the surface.

The night my mom died was the night the leader of the black werewolf and vampire - The almighty one as he's being called tried to take the life of the Elected one, so he won't be dethroned. No wonder the town was in disarray that particular night , it's quite obvious that these beings and humans can't peaceful coexist , we would continue to be their prey. My mission alongside other humans who have been victims of vampire attacks is to eradicate them all. Everyone of them including the Almighty one!!. California ... Athena's POV continued. "What in the world just happened?!" I thought staring at the book terrified. I raised my hands up to my face and looked at it , I don't have super powers r

(My God, forgive me) Artemis smiled sweetly and slowly descended, twirling through the air beneath the starry sky of the amphitheater. Her cold breath shimmered in the air like frost. Her bronze armor made no sound. It was perfectly engineered. With her dark skin, cascading curls, and gleaming archer’s bow, she could have been beautiful, voluptuous, and divine. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was a crazy demon bitch trying to chop us into pieces. The small marble goat, lion, and dragon desperately clinging to her body yelped. They held on for their lives, trying not to fall and be crushed against the jagged ice or disappear into the dark water below.

She announces with such great authority laced into her voice, that no creature could dare disobey such a command. Usually the nurses would refuse, perhaps even laugh at the ridiculous suggestion, with the baby only being a minute old, but the mother is no normal being. She is Artemis, Goddess of the Moon. Manipulating a human's mind is as easy as slicing a sharp knife through hot butter for her. In moments, the nurses and the baby's father have vacated the room, allowing her to be at peace with the bundle of joy cocooned in her arms. With dread, Artemis tries not to ponder on the fact that she soon has to leave. Three years.

He questioned. While some saw sense in what he was saying, Artemis cleared her throat. “She is the moon goddess, and she is just as relevant as all of us. We're only here to assist her as her superiors and not to get jealous of her. Selene didn't leave work for anybody to do. It's a voluntary kind of stuff. Are you the one that gives mates to werewolves when they come of age? Are you the one that made sure every mating ceremony that was going on ended successfully? We might assist her in some areas, but she does most of the work, and it's not as if she brought herself up and took all the glory. She made sure it extended to all of us. That's her power, and I'm sure you can't do half of what s

We are on an open deck for all the world to see. I kissed her hand and put it around my neck. I kissed her once more and got off her before I couldn’t control myself. She was laughing, and I glared at her. “Later, muffin,” she teased, and an agonizing groan tore at my lips as I watched her rose. We are getting closer to the birthplace of Apollo and his twin sister, Artemis, goddess of the hunt and virginity. Well, according to Greek Mythology. I rose to my full height and walked close to her as she gazed at the beautiful island as far as her eyes could see.

“She could be here any day right?” He nodded and looked away, “I know what you did for this land. So I know what you can do for others Artemis.” He leveled me with his eyes, “You can do more than you think all the world’s boarders aren’t enough to contain the possibilities. Artemis, you’re the goddess of the hunt—” “Artemis!” Orion stood on the doorframe with his hands on his hips, his eyes boring into me. I groaned. He really should put on a shirt.

It was the first time that Francesca saw the demon act that way, and she bit her lip to keep herself from laughing. An awkward moment passed as everyone gaped at the new arrival. And even more so when Hecate was joined by someone who looked like a younger version of herself. From the bow and arrow on her back and her heavy hunting gear, Francesca could immediately tell who it was. Artemis. The moon goddess who rode her moon chariot from the sky to the horizon, and prowled the lands of the Earth at night, running errands for her elder sisters.

" Amid our conversation, Artemis cut me off. As of now, I am convinced that the genuine Artemis is the one whom I have encountered, and the individual who granted me forgiveness is none other than Hermione. I vividly recall when she mercilessly took away my parents' lives. My body feels like it has been drained of all its strength and energy, leaving me feeling weak and vulnerable. "Hermione, what actions did you undertake, and what motivated you to do so?" As soon as I posed the question, tears cascaded down her cheeks. "Artemis, I can't believe my eyes! You're alive?!" Hermione's voice echoed through the room as she let out a piercing yell. It was she who made a genuine attempt to end Arte

“She’s awake, and has blessed Celine. She said that when we’re ready for her to be pregnant again, all we need to do is pray.” He looks at her then sighs and looks at his hands, “Then she’ll conceive again.” His mother narrows her eyes, “It was Artemis, the sleeping God. Goddess of the hunt, the half-moon and fertility.” She nods, “So, she was grateful to be woken then?” He tilts his head,