Artemis Stories Novels & Stories

There were a lot of wolves out there in sheep’s skin. I heard a creak to our left, I pushed Liam forward as an arrow flew by us. “Who’s there?” “Is that you Felix?” “Artemis?” we stood up as Artemis made her way to us. She was a beautiful woman, strong, skilled, and deadly. “Are we shooting before asking questions now?”

she replied to everyone while cheerfully waving her hands and looking around. “Woah! What is this?” she asked a seller as she picked up a weird looking item from his table. The seller wasted no time as this is an actual potential buyer: “Good day, Young Lady! Four months ago, I traded with a group of merchants who called themselves Miracle. They said this could make fire and even showed me how, but it never worked for me. It should suit a curious girl such as yourself, young lady!” Aryan inhaled deeply and saved the lectures for later. He dismounted from his horse and went towards Amaryah.

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."

They quietly took a seat, the man sipping his cup of tea while the woman took graceful bites of a sandwich. Artemis had read two chapters before she slid the bookmark in and closed the book, slipping it back into her bag. Then, she smiled at the couple, pulling out a lunchbox of her own. "Artemis, your writing is beautiful as always. I quite enjoy this story. What was your inspiration?" Doctor Harrington asked. Artemis nodded her head to Apollo with a bitter smile, "My brother, the boy who got lost in his dreams, yet to return to us".

"Yeah, Bluebella. I'm here." “Cute.” Artemis lowly admired. “Your love is undeniably strong. I've never cared to see how humans loved each other.” She folded her arms, tapping her fingers. “Love to me is dreamy. Many try to get it in reality, but very few seldom obtain it. Bond or no bond, eventually people lose the ones they love.” “We are done here.” I rasped, jaws ticking. Enough of the speech. Artemis nodded with a faint smile. She placed the panda cub to sit beside her. Then she bowed her head, holding her palms in front of her, bringing them closer together. In the measured space between them, a mystical glass globe with colorful magical energy of the universe irradiating it.

Narvi wanted to win, but he wouldn’t just take the win either. Artemis took a running start with the space Arche had given us, leaping over him and past Narvi as she bound into the forest, and all three boys were after us. She was amazing like this, acting solely on instincts as she weaved in and out of everything in our way, heading back to where we started that would serve as the official win. I could see where the treeline would break, feeling her extra surge in energy as it neared, but something hit us like a brick wall.

The woman looked displeased as she crossed her arms over her chest, "And you call yourself a Haddock." "Oh---kay." Amira rubbed her temples, "Alright, I fully admit I'm a bit fuzzy of my history at the moment. So please, strange woman with a bow, what am I supposed to know?" The woman eyed her closely as she lowered her arms, "Very well." She rests a hand over her chest, "I am Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, Wild Animals, Vegetation, Chastity and Childbirth." Amira let out a whistle, "That's quite the title."

I asked her, confused why it wouldn’t have ended that way. Patting my leg, she says to me, “Not all stories have a happy ending.” Before she took a sip of her tea, leaving me hanging once again in suspense. Sitting her cup down, she turns her attention back to me and says, “The only way that Artemis could save Selene was to take her back with her to the heavens, which was forbidden, but Artemis couldn’t be so heartless to one of her own.” “Wait. So, Selene and Ambrogio never were able to see each other again?” I asked, thinking how tragic and heartbreaking this must have been on him.

The story of Artemis the first and his mate, Helene, was one that the Etrana pack could never forget even two thousand years later. Artemis and Helene had something similar to the tragic Shakespearean love story of Romeo and Juliet. They came from rivaling packs and their love was seen as an abomination by everyone around them. So, one day, they decided to run away even though Artemis was next in line to be Alpha and Helene was betrothed to the Alpha of their pack. After months on the run, they stumbled upon new territory where the moon goddess promised them an Empire of theirs—Etrana, but their joy was short-lived because only moments after, Helene died, leaving Artemis to build Etrana all

I speculate, trying to piece it together. As Artemis skims through more pages, refreshing his memory on details he might have forgotten over the years, he reveals more. "It states here that he conquered an Astrian woman, their leader. He referred to her as Grendaline as well." ‘Traitors. All of them were traitors!’ Her voice echoes in my head, struggling to connect with me, even in Artemis' presence. I bite my lower lip, trying to mask the sudden pain shooting through my head, while Artemis continues reading.