Athena's Beauty Novels & Stories

I look at my watch, surprised that I am fifteen minutes earlier than our meeting time. “You’re here.” I look up when I heard those familiar and soft voice. My heart throbbed harder by just seeing her perfect face. God. I don’t know how I fall deeper than I expected to this woman. “What?” she asked, blushing. Maybe she’s being conscious about her look because for a minute, I stare at her like I’m some kind of a freak. “Nothing... You look... Nice.” From her elegant braided hair, down to her silver and shiny shoes. Everything about her is perfect. Her light make up brought out her almond shaped dark eyes. Her blush on was just enough for me to see through her natural look. And the lipstick...

Her child-like attitude could be attributed to this as well. “She’s withdrawing,” Athena spoke into my head. “Uriel should have the poison out of her system soon, but with her being kept away from people for so long, I’m not sure how long it will take for her to get rid of her childlike nature.” “I don’t want it gone,” I smiled at my mate. “I love her how she is.” Petting Uriel’s cheek, she nuzzled against me. My mate was the Goddess of Innocence. I would expect her to have a lighthearted nature and be aloof to danger. Isn’t that where a ‘child-like innocence’ saying came from? Athena smiled, waving her hand before the wind surrounded her, sand picking up as it engulfed her until she was gon

It only took a while after Stylani had returned the gown to her closet and tightened the robe around her body before she heard the voice, "Sending your little friend away so that I shall not see her? I think that is very cruel, princess." Stylani breathed in, begging herself to be calm as she turned and met the woman sitting on her bed and touching the flowers. "She is not my friend." Aphrodite turned to look at her, her blue eyes twinkling like the sky, "The way your mortal heart races begs to tell me otherwise." Aphrodite, as the goddess of beauty, was definitely stunning to behold. With her near always wet look and porcelain skin, a curvaceous body that Stylani had once tried to have and

TWELVE YEARS LATER, (12 yrs) At 20 years old, Jeisin was more pretty, good looked, intelligent, confident, ambitious, charmed and smart. She had a pure fair, soft built skin as her long dark brown hair moved straight on her back. Her cute face had glowed with her beautiful big blue eyes. And she has a sweet blossom soft lips. Her beauty has became incomparable. As she strongly resemble her mother, Miss Rayal in appearance and in benevolent. Then from her father's side, Annes as she resemble him in cheerfulness and in compassion.

After I'm dressed I follow the Empress the Imperial princesses and my mother out of room the followed by my four ladies in waiting, Lady Marina Filimena a descendant of Aphrodite, Lady Venus Hermia a descendant of Hermes, Lady Akino Solana a descendant of Apollo and Lady Caroline Solana Akino's twin sister they are also doubling as my bridesmaids while the two Imperial Princesses are my flower girls Behind my ladies in waiting are my imperial guards, Lady Myla Smati and Lady Melia Veta, descendants of Athena, Lord Clovis Ludwig and Lord Evander Murdock, descendants of Ares, Lady Vendetta Shivani, a descendant of Hades, and Lady Thea Rose, a daughter of Gaia, which is very rare Gaia is the Go

“ I’m bored. Let’s go for a walk or something. I’m feeling better already.” Lucian looked at her glowing face, then back at the door. He sighed. And stayed. —————— The sun had barely risen when Athena awoke in the cottage. The aches in her body had dulled, but her heart remained heavy. She moved slowly, pain echoing through her bones, and approached the antique mirror on the wall. Then she gasped. One of her eyes, forest green was now an emerald green. Her beautiful blonde hair turned raven black. Half of her face.

He was becoming like Jax—no longer hiding what he wanted. "Tonight," he said again. "Say yes." Unable to refuse him, I nodded. Before he could say more, I felt a shift in the air, a coldness that made my skin prickle. Priestess Athena materialized beside us like she'd stepped out of another realm entirely. Up close, she was even more otherworldly than she'd appeared last night. Her eyes were the deepest blue I'd ever seen—so vivid they didn't seem real. Silver hair cascaded down her back, some sections braided and woven with cowrie shells. Dressed in pure white robes that somehow stayed pristine despite the ash and smoke covering everything else, she radiated authority.

Her desire pressed over Freya’s sarcasm. “I wonder,” Athena said, now only a breath away. “What else are you good at?” Freya’s jaw clenched. “What do you mean?” Athena chuckled softly, placing a hand on her Jean-claded lap. “You don’t speak much. I love that. You are mysterious, confident, and smart.” She reached out, brushing Freya’s collar with her long well manicured fingers. “You're trembling,” she murmured. “I’m sore,” Freya replied, keeping her eyes down. She had to escape this. Luna Athena was seducing her. This wasn’t good. She would find out that she was a woman if she didn’t come up with a plan quickly.

Demeter gave him a sharp look, and he retreated into silence again. Her father introduced her to Athena, the armor-clad goddess. She had piercing dark eyes, a helmet on her head, an attire with an aegis, and an extremely long spear. Her crystal shield also had the head of the Gorgon on it. Persephone had never seen this goddess before. She now realized how insignificant she was compared to her half-sister. Athena looked at her with a soft gleam in her eyes though she said nothing. "Demeter, your child is a blessing. She is even more beautiful than I had imagined," another goddess said, coming over to envelope Persephone in her arms. "She looks like she is destined for greatness."

Roman gently carried Anthea directly to the room before placing her naked body on the bed. As she fell back onto the bed, her hair spread all over the pillow, but it's those stunning pair of eyes that kept him enchanted. He could stare at those pair of green eyes and get lost forever. Athena was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He had been attracted to her since God knew when, yet he was too proud to admit it because of their differences in social status. He had been denying her for too long, all because of his pride. He hated to admit it, but he wanted her. He wanted her from the moment he realised how beautifully she had grown up and how attractive and sexy she had be