Athena Pjo Novels & Stories

I just turned at the table where Lucah has put a folder, he must've left this. When I opened it. It's probably the athletes he's about to meet this time. Then I paused myself at a particular profile. One of the candidates in archery made me smile instantly. The woman who tried to stain my reputation to my father. It's that woman who refused to follow my orders. Well, she can't be easily manipulated. I've never seen a human who has a lot of pride in herself. Athena, she was included in the women's category for archery. A human? She’s unbelievable. Can she win?

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

****** Third Person POV The glass doors dividing the balcony from the Luna's chambers softly creaks open like a creep in the middle of the silent night. Leaxandra was a heavy sleeper and not to mention she stayed up late, she couldn't be stirred awake easily now and he knows that too. "God, I got too riled up and ended up coming here instead." The man in the shadow laughs as soon as he reaches her bedside. "But can you blame my patience, Scarlett?" Leaning down, he closely examines her beautiful face morphed into relaxation. Like an angel destined to pull him down all through seven layers of hell.

She cried out and the unknown girls in the cage whimpered and shifted as far away from her as possible. “Don't... don't hurt her Athena,” Dojo groaned and clutched his chest over his heart. “We don't want anything to rile him up. We must go on with the plan.” Athena heaved dramatically and walked to the cage. “My parents thought me the delusional one. They rejected me and dumped me off at a stupid temple to become a f*cking priestess after I was getting more delusional. I should have been the one to marry King Kastor, I should have been allowed to rule my kingdom, I should have been the number one daughter and not her! Which is why the first thing I influenced Dakar to do when Dojo awoke in

"H-How did that happen?" Cadmus wasn’t even surprised. He knows it; the book of prophecy tells it. He also believed that Emily is the most powerful Luna who wields the power of the Moon Goddess. Emily looked at Taurus, expressionless. "Because I am the powerful Luna, I can kill in just a snap." She answered. Taurus glanced at Cadmus. His eyes were confused. "Is it... true, Cadmus?" Cadmus nodded his head, but still, his eyes were directed at Emily. "The prophecy tells it." "She's superior, who holds the most powerful power of the Moon Goddess," he explained.

Athena "Karen Garcia?" The girl in the passport looked nothing like me, her blonde hair made her look like her make-up, she wore so much make up it looked like it added a few kilograms to her face, and her eyes were drooped halfway like she was more than a bit high. Luciano had a goofy smile on his face, like he was enjoying himself, "You like it?" "What Latino is named Karen?" He took a step closer, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into him despite my protests,"A beautiful goddess, that's who."

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

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."

“Get the princess some food and water. And keep an eye on her. This is important, so no pissing about.” John lifts his chin, chest puffing out slightly as he solemnly nods. “Aye. I will take care of her.” The alpha looks my way, a slight smirk on his lips, before he strides over to Fergus. John rushes to his horse, pulling out supplies from his pack, while the girl just watches me with suspicion. I quickly look away from the brand on her neck. "Hi there," I say. "I’m Liana." "I know who you are."

One of Athena’s attendants, smaller, younger, flinched at his words. Guilt. Zane noticed. He didn’t call it out. Yet. Athena moaned again, far more dramatically this time, and fluttered her eyes open just enough to whisper, “The… omega… she…” I held up a thermometer. No fever. No sign of internal trauma. She wasn’t dying. Just conveniently “weakened.” The whispers turned into accusations. "She poisoned her!" "Doctor or not, she is still a low-born omega!" "She wants the crown!"