Artemis Hidalgo Novels & Stories

"You must be Andrea's wife?" I nodded before looking over to Andrea. He was dancing salsa on the table with a few of the other important men in his cartel. They were all so drunk and it was sort of funny but it was still Andrea. "I'm Julia," she said. "I only know him through my mate." "I'm Ella," I said shaking her outstretched hand. She had a warm tone and just radiated friendliness as she smiled. "Who is your mate?" I asked. "You probably know him," she began. "Chico. One of Andrea's guards."

“I'm not going to inconvenience myself just to show courtesy to your family.” Fernando swallowed thickly. “The Sanchez deal, that is why I am here,” Artemis shrugged. “You're the stumbling block and I was sent here to remove you.” The man's heart skipped a beat. Artemis didn't ask him any questions, didn't try to verify shit, his only business was to end him. “T-The Sanchez d-deal?” Fernando stuttered. “It’s not…” “I really don't care, Fernando,” Artemis cut him short, picking up the vase on the centre table. He smashed it on the floor and a scream emerged from inside. It was from the little girls.

"Something pulling you back?" Helma's smile turned all sweet and mushy. "I'm missing my kiddo." Lexie's eyes nearly popped out of her head. It took her a good few seconds to blurt out, "Helma, you've got a kid?!" "Yep, his name is Artemis, but we call him Smiley," Helma chuckled. Meanwhile, the live stream's chat was blowing up with messages. [I totally called it. Helma was expecting when she streamed on Steady Hemmy's account.]

With one last kiss to the baby's forehead, Artemis allowed the nurses and the baby's father to return into the room, as she was as ready as she ever could be to ascend back to her rightful place in Mount Olympus. "Selena my darling, isn't she beautiful? She looks like a little Angel." Ricky, her (Selena is Artemis' human name) one true love, exclaimed excitedly and then kissed her softly on the lips. "She is. Phoebe Selena Aisha Johnson. It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" She hums back in response. "Definitely. Thank you so much my love, you will be the perfect mother to my children and our baby. Three girls eh? I can just imagine you in a magnificent white dress, with our girls in..."

She nods, “Artemis. Shifter Goddess of the half-moon, hunters, and fertility, among other things, according to Luna.” They look stunned, and again mutter, this time for longer. They seemed to be unsure how to proceed. George looks at Celine, she nods, stands up and moves back to George and rests a hand on his shoulder. He feels her gifting him,

Word of Colonel Xander's miraculous recovery had already rippled through the highest levels of Country L’s government, but when Captain Hutchins, a man once declared a lost cause, walked out of the treatment room with clear eyes and steady hands, the story exploded beyond borders. News outlets, international health forums, and military intelligence briefings all shared one headline: “Who Is Arla-Rosa Hernandez? The nineteen year old Healer Turning Science on Its Head.” From Country R to the Empire of Z, envoys were dispatched posthaste to Brilliant City, their diplomatic missions suddenly detoured with a singular plea: “Let us meet her. Let us borrow her, even for a month. Our Prime Minister

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"Scarlett." ******

Thomas knew his friend was right, but what could he do? Hera walked toward him, hands outstretched and a bright smile that seemed to reach his very soul. As she stood before him, his worries faded away. She radiated beauty beneath the veil that cascaded over her long red hair, her lips forming a perfect smile. It was breathtaking. She performed a deep, graceful curtsey. Thomas took her hand and guided her to the center of the field, where silence enveloped the crowd, broken only by the distant sound of a baby crying. He knew what was coming next—not from The Gitana’s man, but from all the ceremonies he had witnessed before.

“Yes, I am Cara Nelson. It’s nice to meet you, King Ailduin.” Do I curtsy? Bow? I have no idea. But luckily he doesn’t seem offended by my lack of a gesture. “May I have the name of your wolf Cara Nelson.” Artemis pushes forward. “I am Artemis.” The king’s eyes brighten and a smile lights up his face. “Named after the Goddess of the Hunt I assume?” He asks her. She nods her head in agreement. “It is my pleasure to meet you Artemis, the first Guardian born of two Guardians.”