Artemis Love Novels & Stories

ARTEMY Gazing at her, a mixture of awe and affection enveloped me. She was a woman in pain, yet her heart extended towards my well-being. "Artemy," she uttered softly, her voice like a gentle caress against my senses. My name on her lips was a symphony, echoing with a sweetness I could never tire of. "Do you know how much I love hearing my name from your lips?" I confessed, a smile tugging at my mouth. The resonance of her saying my name was an unceasing joy.

"C'mon, we have more things to do, let's get back to work. Firstly you need to try on your dress and shoes." Nima picked the jewelry and she said, "You're so lucky to have a man who buys you such nice stuff." Her countenance is sober and sad. "What do you mean Nima?" As I walked towards her, I noticed she was already in tears. "What's going on?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." "It's okay, you can talk to me." "I.. I once had a man I loved and cherished so much. I could do anything just to keep the love we shared."

KAMILA’S POV It's not fair that only Artemis has the liberty to disregard our bond, treating it as nothing more than an annoying shackle that binds him to me. It's not fair that he gets to bask in the love of another, feeling the warmth of affection every single day while I loiter in his shadows, like a villain haunting him. I crave love, too. I yearn to be adored, to be touched as though I'm something other than a mere inconvenience, an annoying pimple on one’s back that doesn’t want to be popped.

Artemis tries to reason with me. -"Don't defend him, Artemis. There is no excuse for his thoughts. We had a moment going, and he ruined it by thinking of someone else. And yes! I am jealous of a ghost. I can't even have the satisfaction to punch her in the face for having my mate. She is dead. So I am stuck with this rage, deep inside, knowing he doesn't love me." -"Yet. He doesn't love us yet." Artemis points out. -"But will he? Ever?" I sigh, not paying attention to my surroundings.

‘Artemesia “cheater’’ Vena? Artemesia was spotted in a coffee shop with popular singer songwriter Luther Salvo. The picture shows the two having fun together. On the same day, he was spotted here with Mr. Braxton Bentley. What is the truth? What is between Artemesia Vena and Luthe Salvo? Is it possible that Mr. Bentley’s relationship with Artemesia? Does Artemesia Vena combine the two or is she fooling them? ‘ “There!” “Artemesia!” “Hurry up and chase!” Shit! Shit! Shit! “Shit! Mesia, I told you reporters will see you here!” I was right on the stand. What will you do? Why is this happening to me ?! Jarrah pushed me. “It’s running!” My gaze remained on him. “I’ll take care of it, run fast!” S

I asked him in disbelief. "Of course. Kent didn't even speak when I agreed." Aria motioned for me to come to her and I was surprised when she suddenly hugged me. "Aria." "I love you so much, sissy. I'm happy because your love with Kent has paid off." And then he caressed my bulging stomach. "But I'm not sure if I still love Kent. I am starting to fall in love with Kenzo." -- "Kent?" I can't believe I turned to him. He was carrying a bouquet of flowers and chocolates, then Kuya Santi burned his two life size teddy bears.

From a third-person perspective . . . Artemis and Blake are experiencing a sensation that is beyond words. Blake desperately pleaded with her to remain by his side, his unwavering confidence in his superiority to all others palpable in his every word. Artemis perceives him as excessively focused on his interests and needs, neglecting the concerns and perspectives of others. He's a highly possessive individual who covets everything he desires with fervor. It appears that Blake is currently in a state of denial. He is acutely aware of his love for Hermione, yet an unexpected presence has been occupying his thoughts lately - Artemis. Whenever they are in each other's company, he feels a sense o

The voices said again, Artemisia ignored it, returning to her imaginary world where none of these woes were happening. “His gifts... Do not accept them. He lies, lies, lies, lies.” If Artemisia tried hard, she could imagine that the two met at a ball, had things in common and it was clearly love at first sight. But she would really have to make an effort to erase from her mind the moments outside of human reality that caused that strange seed to grow in her heart.

I said, my voice choked with emotion. "I love you too, Iris," she said, and we both hugged each other tightly. At that moment, everything else faded away. The hospital, our problems, even Felix. It was just me and Isla, holding each other and finding solace in our love for each other. As we pulled away from the hug, I knew that I needed to tell Felix about Lily. It was time to face the truth, no matter how difficult it might be. But for now, I just wanted to be there for Isla, to be her support system, and to remind her that she was not alone.