Artemis Hunters Novels & Stories

I was grateful that he was on my side… Again I asked myself, ‘What exactly are you, Adrian? Then I looked at Artemis who was launching arrows at unbelievable speed and left ashes of demons all around her. Even though I was seeing her hunting for the first time, I was not surprised at her efficiency because she was the Goddess of the hunt after all. Then I turned towards Mercy and saw her uttering spells at the demons and killing them off. Seeing her using the spells, I remembered that we were supposed to capture some demons to interrogate. So far, all of us were concentrating on killing the demons. By now, the demons had thinned out and only a few were left.

(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.

"I'm ready! Can we fly there? Like Hermes does?" Before anyone could respond further, a gust of cool mountain air swept through the hall, carrying with it the fresh scent of pine and wildflowers. Artemis appeared suddenly from nowhere, landing lightly beside them with the grace of a hunting cat, her bow slung across her back and a quiver of silver arrows at her hip. Her dark hair was tied back in a simple braid, and she wore practical leather boots and trousers that allowed for easy movement. "I'm coming too," she announced without preamble, her voice clear and steady as she looked from Hermes to Apollo.

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?”

He saw the five hunters draw a weapon in their hands and they glowed in the moonlight. "‘Wow!’

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

She sees me walk in and tries to pull away, but Foster’s got a stronghold on the back of her head. “Don’t worry about my friend, honey. Just keep that throat open like the good girl you are. What’s up, man? Oh, fuck, that’s right, honey. Your throat was made for my cock!” he moans as he punches his hips forward with more force. If this were any other day, I’d get hard just watching before taking a turn with the girl. We don’t have that luxury now. “Artemis escaped when Cole stepped away to take a piss. Finish quick, we are heading to Red Mountain Pack sooner than we planned,” I bark.

"Because that’s the only way to keep you safe." Allie stared at him, her frustration mixing with something else. "You don’t get to decide what’s safe for me, Artemis. You don’t get to push me away and expect me to just accept it." Artemis’s jaw clenched. "You don’t understand what’s happening here, Allie." "Then make me understand!" she said fiercely. His eyes darkened. "I’m hunting a man who will kill anyone close to me just for leverage. **You shouldn’t be here.**"

I ran a hand through my dark hair, trying to push back all the racing thoughts. “You don’t know me, Artemis.” I let out a big breath and sat down in the closest chair, resting my hands on my knees, and looking down. “I want to know everything about you, stop pushing me away.” When I finally looked up, I couldn't understand Artemis's expression. But her eyes looked soft and vulnerable, which made my heart hurt. She seated herself before me, clasping her hands firmly in her lap. With a sorrowful expression, I tightened my fists and turned my gaze. My voice trembled as I spoke, “I’ll hurt you, Artemis. I’m broken."

We shuffled across the courtyard as a group, some other Hunters were around and said hello and gave their condolences; word got around fast after all. Unsure which building to find her in, we poked our heads in several before we found her. She was standing in the center of the arena, her ball and chain high above her head making deadly circles. Her opponent was crouched on the other side, and I recognized him instantly. Brendan was one of the few spear wielders, and the only one at our base. A perfect match against her ball and chain, we watched the spar unfold. It was a delicate, graceful dance. Brendan dodging and using his spear to entangle the chain on it, Cassi wrapping and re-wrapping