Artemis Lesbian Novels & Stories

In chaste bands, the matrons of Elysium honored their new queen with songs before the newlywed goddesses went to their secluded room. Through the open windows, the breeze from the five rivers carried the sound of hissing waves dashed against the thirsty black shore. Inside the chamber, a bronze brazier burned away with its brilliant flames. The flower-scented space was finely lit like a dream. Their marriage bed was neatly made for them with red petals of roses laid beautifully. With genial and kindly fashion, Hades induced her young wife to sit on a soft cushioned seat beside herself.

Artemis actually squeaked at the word, taking a shaky step back from her with wide, horrified eyes, looking like Proserpina just told her she secretly kicks puppies for fun, “You... c-cousin, you wouldn’t mean to… to kill him… right?” ‘As should be,’ Thanatos murmured, only heard by its keeper. “If I have to,” “Have you gone mad?!” …A long time ago, maybe. For a moment, Proserpina was honestly confused as of why Artemis of all the gods, would even care about one incredibly stubborn werewolf. Wasn't this brat of a goddess supposed to hate men and hunt wild animals or something? ‘Lady Artemis is also their patron goddess,’ Thanatos reminded her.

She smiles widely at me with her bright ruby-red lips. “You and your dumbass brother are not funny.” I scoff with a small grin on my face. I drop the towel onto the floor and reach for my boxes as she plugs in her clippers into the outlet and sets up some other items. Artemis is the only female I don’t mind being naked in front of. We don’t have any sexual desires for each other, even though some people think I am sleeping with her since we are so close.

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

Astrid refused to settle down. The Crescent was not helping either, it was only amplifying her emotions. They were all over the place. The longing for her one child who was sent away to keep the other safe, the worry for the other one because she was the target of too many, and now her mate who was left unconscious as a result of the ongoing war. “You shouldn’t be here,” I told Artemis. “Yes,” she replied. “I should be.” She was way too certain. She approached slowly, kneeling at Xavier’s side. Her hands hovered above his chest but did not immediately touch.

Even if she is a prisoner, she doesn’t deserve to be objectified. “Yea, I’m sure you’re really sorry and care oh-so-much about my, and my sister’s well-being. How about you stop with the bullshit, and just get to asking us your usual questions, so that we can tell you nothing, and you can be on your way. It’s a full moon tonight. You two have fated mates to find, don’t you?” Artemis sneers, as he stands up. His lean frame looks even slimmer since the last time I was here. I need to ensure they are being fed enough. “Sit down, Arty. I’m sick of talkin’ to you. I’m only going to talk to Bright Eyes from now on,” Archie waves a dismissive hand at Artemis as he turns to Yaya’s cell.

The apple was an aphrodisiac setup. “Sharper than a tack you are!” It sounded like a shady compliment from her. “Why did you force us to mate?” I glowered. “Insurance,” Artemis explained, “But that was really Selene. I can’t take credit for that. Chastity is my thing, remember?” “Well, your fun is over. Send us home.” I stated, still sitting on the rug. Valen's hairy, long, muscly legs were in front of my face. Sitting sideways, I brought my knees up to my chest and wrapped his arms around them.

She would wait for the dust to settle a little before returning to the mansion, then she would try to find a way to convince Leonore to free Geon from that function of protecting the young woman, because more than Artemisia enjoyed the company of the demon, he made her laugh and forget a little of that misfortune that was to be alive, she could not continue dragging him to the same miserable fate. There was nothing to do about it, it was obvious that everything Tinea said was true, being surrounded by any living being was not fair to them. She had already become accustomed to a bit of solitude, even though the young woman did not talk so much with her own family while living "under her mothe

“Fuck all of them. Fuck those nasty backstabbers and the thieves of this world. Fuck them! I'm here to have a good time and forget those fucking assholes. Fuck them!” Artemis giggled and stared up at me with those molten pools of darkness that were her eyes. “You're so pretty,” I told her, unaware that my tongue was too loose. “It's just too bad you're a bitch.” Artemis did the unexpected and laughed. “Well,” she inched forward. “This bitch has a condo not far from here. If you're still interested in having a good time, we can do it there. In private,” she whispered the last two words into my ear and her hot breath made something in my pants stir.

Artemis snapped. "Sure you do." Diana mocked. "I do." Artemis insisted, all fire, "I'm not like you, who just spends most of her time hunting and messing around under her maidens' skirt." Diana's jaw dropped, "Why you..." "Why don't you just admit that you're a lesbian?" Artemis spat. "If I'm a lesbian, then you're a lesbian, too!" Diana shouted back, her face red in anger and embarrassment. If they weren't about to go into battle, Francesca might have laughed.