Artemis Novel Novels & Stories

Artemis stretched beneath my skin, reveling in the sensations of being clean, being safe, being alive. The past few days felt like a fever dream – the attack, the kidnapping, the searing pain as Benjamin tried to force his mark on me. And beneath it all, the startling revelation that had slipped from my lips in the moment of crisis: Artemis had chosen Theo.

BLAKE POV As she awakens, it's as if the previous day's events never occurred. As she awakens, the world around her appears in perfect harmony, with no hint of trouble or distress. Artemis. She rises from slumber with ease as if the world is her oyster, and she is eager to tackle her tasks swiftly. "I must depart this instant—" "Artemis," I whispered, my voice barely audible, as I reached out to stop her from leaving.

I thought after I expressed what I wanted from him, opening up about how I felt about him, he would have sat at my bedside until the wounds I bear on my skin healed. But he didn't and it makes my heart ache for something that I never had in the first place. I feel alone in a place that is always surrounded by men, Artemis's army of loyal soldiers. The walls are thin and if I listen carefully, sometimes I can make out what they are whispering. ...Artemis has lost his mind... ...He has become bloodthirsty, wiping out the Italian bloodline from the elite families, and he is keeping their pinky mob rings as souvenirs...

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.

A few seconds ago, I had imagined myself dying and Laurent taking over everything, but now she was here, beside me. I guess that was the only hope I needed to survive whatever we might face in this room. “And oh, his lovely Luna.” He laughed. “We just want the f**king moon.” Artemisia began. “And we'll be out of your hair.” “You bitch!” The little girl said as soon as she regained herself. “How dare you attack me?!” “You literally were about to attack my mate,” Artemisia said. I let a small smile play on my lips before turning to Artemisia.

And the first encounter was unforgettable. There's a bike parked in front of the mansion and I got on it. I was playing on the bike, suddenly someone pushed me off of the bike. I cried out and when I looked back, I first met Artemis. He's a twenty-four years old guy with a nastiest mind, deadly handsome face and figure and hot temper. From the beginning, he couldn't tolerate me at all. He wasn't happy that his father married my mother. But he wasn't like that toward my sister.

I'm not the dormant hybrid hiding in a pack that wasn't mine. I'm the Luna of Shadow Peak. The Dormant Luna who activated and bonded. The bridge who's building an army. And I will burn down anyone who threatens my family. We emerge from the prison into cold mountain air. Snow falling gently. The world peaceful despite the war brewing beneath the surface. Liam pulls me close. Wraps his arms around me. "We'll find them." "I know." "And when we do?" "We end this. Permanently." Theo's phone buzzes. He checks it. Goes pale.

Chapter Twelve The rain had been relentless all Friday. Sheets of water fell from the sky, drumming against windows and rooftops, as if the heavens themselves were mourning or warning. Nora sat in the art studio, trying desperately to focus on her presentation, but her brush hovered uselessly over the canvas. The colours and lines felt meaningless. Every stroke of paint blurred, smudged by the storm of emotions inside her.

The world exploded. She was falling—through memory, through pain, through lives she neverlived. Her body burned and reformed. The last thing she saw was Seraphine, waiting with open arms. “Welcome, Fireborne. Welcome home.”

At my question, Titiana’s gaze turns dark, and it looks almost as if a storm is raging within her. "I committed a grave sin." Titiana sighs, "I interfered with the great design for my own selfish purposes." "But I thought deities weren’t allowed to associate with humans; isn’t that why Artemis…" As Artemis’ name crosses my mind, I find myself reaching into my own psyche to find that she isn’t there. ‘Artemis?’ I call, feeling a sudden flare of desperation. ‘Artemis, where are you?’ "Artemis is currently trapped within the celestial realm by Mateo." Titiana explains. "She tried to interfere with the universe's design by leading your carrier right into Mateo’s grasp. Your bond with him is stil