Artemis Roman Name Novels & Stories

I assumed it was Daylen and opened the door. ‘Oh shit,’ I slammed the door, but Orion’s foot jammed my efforts. ‘How did you find me?’ I wined. ‘It wasn’t too difficult, we have to talk Artemis.’ ‘I don’t know if I can trust you.’ I said, battling to keep him out. ‘I’m an Olympiad demi-god in Zeus' army.’ He said. ‘Oh that’s very original.’ He stopped before thrusting the door in. I stumbled and frowned. The demi-god part was probably true. He wore a large blue jacket that fit his muscles perfectly from the battle with Marcus I knew he had incredible strength.

Barbaric kingdoms prefer these than normal Greek costumes. ‘ I see. So you have a brother, right?’, Argus asked. -‘ Yes. Karseus. He is my elder brother. He has gone to the next town to sort out some problems there’. - ‘ When will he come back?’ -‘ Tonight before dinner.’ The moon was shining brightly in the sky. Artemis was in her full form. Argus looked at the beautiful girl beside her. She was wearing an armlet on her bare arm. It was glittering in the moonlight. The original Selene was the daughter of the titan Hyperion, the lunar goddess before Artemis took the throne. She was as beautiful as the moon herself.

After an hour, the officer comes to us and says “the result is out now, please follow me to explain the results of the test. Maybe just two of you guys, Miss Issa, and someone who will guide the wheelchair. “Let me accompanying her to the room and you guys can wait here” that’s Arthur's voice, he just being so nice when I sick. Even though yesterday I lost a bet with him and haven't made up for it. Maybe he'll charge it when I'm well again, this sly guy won't be able to let me go just like that. I turned my gaze towards Arthur, trying to look up to catch the expression on his face. He looks serious and calm, but his eyes stare at Ivan strangely. Indeed, Ivan is the one who looks worrier than

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..."

Not even Eva herself. Because I know her secret. Not the secret of her creation, or her curse, or the prophecies that follow her like vultures. I know her—the truth no one else remembers. Her name. Her real name. Artemis. The Moon Goddess spoke it once, when Eva’s soul was first forged in the space between dusk and dawn. She whispered it into the bones of the executioner and sealed it behind layers of silence. And I—only I—was allowed to hear it.

she stated, the last part more directed toward her father, who hummed his acknowledgement. She then offered her hand out into the air again, this time, Rei took it, casually shaking it with a smile. "I've always wondered if Arte was short for something," Rei said with a curious tone. "Artemis. You'll notice that our family have quite an unusual name," Arte replied with a grin. Next, Alec hesitantly shook her hand, slowly. Like he was trying to figure her out through that one handshake. "Who...Are you?" he asked. Artemis didn't know how to answer that. What did he want to know?

“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.”

I laughed, “for you to let her out, she’s aware of everything you see and hear, and she’s a bit more than anxious to meet her mates.” “Oh,” she hesitated, “can you tell me her name? Does she know that Alaric doesn’t want us? I don’t want her to hurt like I’m hurting.” “She knows,” I couldn’t help but feel a pain in my chest wash over me from her, “and her name, is Artemis,” the pain was instantly replaced by such joy that it made my skin erupt with goosebumps.

he said. Lucian laughed, pulling him into another tight hug. “Jealousy doesn’t look good on you, Art.” That name again. Artemis’s lips tugged. “That’s a lazy nickname, professor,” Artemis muttered. “What should I call you then?” Artemis shut his eyes against the profdessor’s chest, sniffing in his scent. “Beautiful. I like that better,” Artemis muttered like he was intoxicated. Lucian tried to pull away but Artemis was already hugging him back.

She asked. "No we haven't, we don't know each other, but I am Artemis, and you are?" Artemis asked. Lennox's eyes widened. "Why did she transform into a tomboy?" Lennox thought within him "I am Ce... My name is Fallon" Fallon answered, and Artemis looked at her fighting back her tears. *** "Let go of me Lennox," Artemis said, taking her hand from him. "What's with the new look? What happened to your long hair, and why're you dressing like a boy? If you didn't say your name was Artemis earlier, I wouldn't have known you" Lennox said.