Athena Complex Novels & Stories

"In the simplest of terms, Athena fell in love with Mr. Justice and her body's reaction to that had profound and life-altering effects on Athena beyond the romantic aspects of their relationship." Seeing dropped jaws and gaping mouths as the reaction to her statement, Dr. Vinson continued, "Avoiding all the medical terminology that you can read in the case reports that I sent you, the essence of Athena's problem was that she became a chemical train wreck when her body reacted to her falling in love."

Still Dane has vetted a few men to oversee the area and make sure that no one causes any trouble. Rhea finally released a new book and has been doing book signings at the same cities Max’s band has been touring. Their kids were so excited to live in a giant fancy RV and have school remotely. Athena has been enjoying mom life with her newest adopted daughter. She went to a fertility doctor and was told she had several cysts on her ovaries which could have been attributed to her inability to get pregnant. So, she has been happy to adopt and I helped her find a small girl about two years old that needed a home. She’s an amazing mom and it’s so nice when she comes over and all the kids are runni

It won't change who I am. Because the coven taught me so. The Athena Coven. -------------------------------------------------- So its been three years and Bella is returning. So much must've changed. I love the Athena Coven. I got the Athena from Greek mythology. She is the Goddess of Wisdom and War. So the return huh!! I'm so excited. What's her reunion with Jake going to be like. If you wanna know then you have to read. Please read, vote, comment and share Until the next chapter... -Daisy

Which meant today… was intentional. "He's not working for Nathan," I said. Bellion nodded again. "We thought the same." "Then who is working for him?" Alex asked. Bellion did not reply. He set a second folder beside the first, narrower but somehow heavier. There was a name. A single word. One myth. Athena. The moment I saw it, the air shifted. Alex raised an eyebrow. "What's this, Greek mythology hour?" "She's not a myth," replied Bellion. "She's the genius behind half the clean hits in Europe. She trained Deimos. Assembled his discipline from scratch."

"This is Athena's brain. I made this blueprint so that I can find any problem that occurs and prevent any unnecessary cause that might happen in the future." He then touches the floating screen near him. "This is Athena's bigger problem where I can't make it disappear." The blueprint then changes its form to a retina structure. "I call it 'gin,' it's her killer instinct. Like an animal, when they feel threaten or frighted, they change to protect themself. So with Athena. She has that kind of intuition." "So..the one.."

Juno gets out and walks forward to a gigantic Stone gate, with serpentine inscriptions resembling the constellation Ophiuchus on both sides. Dantzler: (Looking a little surprised.) "Seriously, those things still exist?! Mom told Xanne and I stories about these creatures that supposedly were a good challenge for her, but I never believed it to be true. She's the strongest fighter I've ever met in my entire life. That's why this planet dubbed her with the name Athena in reference to the Greek goddess. Since she has the "Book of Knowledge" after fighting her and bringing her down. Anyway, that's a story for another time. So, you were saying-" (The doors open and what looks like a priest with a

I offered. Her face brightened, some of the lingering tension bleeding from her shoulders. “Let’s do it,” she said decisively. “Athena wants to run anyway. She’s feeling cooped up.” The copper presence in my mind stretched lazily, confirming her assessment. In response, Ares offered his own opinion. ‘Cooped up is one way to put it,’ he growled, his dark presence brushing against Athena’s in what I’d come to recognize as their form of affection. They curled together in our shared consciousness, their energies mingling in a way that always left me slightly breathless.

Most of it spilled. "Riven?" I turned. Athena stood a few feet away, frowning. She wore her ceremonial priestess robes, simpler than Tabitha's but no less meaningful. Around her neck hung her totem: a circular pendant divided into five sections, each representing one of the sacred elements. Earth, air, fire, water, spirit. She touched it now, absently, the way she always did when she was troubled. She moved closer, studying my face. "You look terrible."

Towering and calm and terrifyingly beautiful. Aria didn’t speak. She couldn’t. She just stared, her breath catching without warning. Her whole body reacted before her mind could form a thought. Every nerve lit up, already remembering something it shouldn’t have — a frequency she hadn’t tuned into in this lifetime but that still hit her like an echo she couldn’t escape. Athena stepped forward slowly, never breaking eye contact. Her presence was massive. Not loud, not aggressive. Just unshakable. Like a glacier or a cathedral. Like the world would bend around her before she moved to accommodate it.

Not falling. Descending. A shape resolves within the tear: vast, geometric, impossibly precise. Wings of fractured light unfold, each segment rotating independently, covered in sigils that rewrite themselves faster than my eyes can track. The Reverent recoils violently within me. Directive presence detected. Arbiter-class. Blake swears. “That’s… bad, right?” “Yes,” I breathe. “That’s catastrophic.” The Arbiter lowers itself until its feet—if they can be called that—hover inches above the ground. Midnight screams beneath it, ley lines flaring bright red before dimming under the suppression field radiating from the being.