Athena's Beauty Novels & Stories

"Aren’t you tired, Bella?" Athena. I turned, and there she was, standing. Her expensive silk dress clung to her frame, her hair styled to perfection. She always made sure to look like the picture-perfect wealthy heiress, but her eyes—her eyes gave away how much she despised me. I sighed lazily. "You just can’t help yourself, can you?" Athena smirked, stepping closer. "You humiliated my friend."

It was still hard for Devon not to envision a more mature version of Athena every time he saw Aphrodite, but seeing her dressed in a tailored business suit at least offered something foreign to what he had always seen Athena wearing. As stunningly beautiful and professional as Aphrodite looked in her courtroom attire, it was far different from the more casual business dresses and slacks with blouse combinations that Athena had worn while working.

She also blushed a bit when the senior she adores talking to her. "So, what is the title of your project, senior?" Xui Li touches one of the ancient pillars sculpt by Athena. Amazed by her work. "Goddess of spring." Just after Athena said that, a girl who just looks like the senior comes out with her face, which Athena has made over. She makes her look like an ancient goddess from Greek myth, Persephone.

Athena stands just inside the room, dressed in an elegant, black gown that hugs her curves perfectly. Her hair is pinned up like a queen’s, her makeup flawless, and the sight makes me want to gage her eyes out! “You bitch! Did you steal my dress and mess my makeup? I’m going to kill you!” She tilts her head slightly, watching me with the detached amusement of someone observing a rabid dog through glass. "Oh don’t be so mad. You look..." She pauses, pretending to search for the word, her smile widening. "...memorable

The sun was warm and shining brightly in the blue sky. Athena sat on her heels, a smile gracing her plush lips, her scarlet hair down and cascading across her back. She wore a white summer dress that fluttered in the light breeze, her sun-kissed skin glowing. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes upon.

With flowers and small crystals strategically placed from the crown on top of her head all the way down to the very tip of her braid. The amethyst crystals sparkled in the sun against her dark brown hair like tiny purple diamonds. Her beautiful heart-shaped face had a stern look on it, turning her plump light pink lips into a pout. Her sun-kissed skin was as smooth as velvet and I had a really bad urge to reach out and run my hands across the surface of it. Before I could get the chance to do something I might regret, Athena's big liquid honey, better than any single malt whiskey-colored eyes, landed right on me.

Yet, the very same dark skin is as smooth as silk. Her skin has a shine to it and many believe she has diamonds beneath her skin or, that she was simply, God's favourite. Her lips are full and shaped, unlike those she is surrounded by with thin pink lips that disappeared when they attempted on chewing their bottom lip. Her beauty was beyond words and beyond definition... It is said that if you looked into her eyes, you fell in love with her and if she smiled at you, you would collapse from being acknowledged by a Goddess. She was untainted, she was the most intelligent, she was the most beautiful, she was the most powerful and she was human.

The review entryway picked that troublesome second to open up, quickly accusing the demeanor of the very sizzling power that had almost disentangled me only minutes prior. I scarcely quelled a full-body shiver as Athena cleared into view. Gone was the basic yet proficient attire she commonly preferred during her functioning hours. In its place was a figure-embracing red sheath dress that impeccably measured each lavish bend and plunge. An area of pale, enticing skin was left distressingly uncovered by the profound vee neck area, to some degree clouded by the sparkling loot of stout brilliant jewelry.

I thought she had a striking profile, and as if she sensed my gaze, she spared me a glance, and my heart skipped a beat. She lowered her gaze almost immediately and continued to walk away, her packed ponytail dangling behind her slim swan-like neck. It happened so fast that I thought I was hallucinating. Although I could be mistaken, I believe her eyes were gray - an enthralling sight. The name tag on her chest said Athena, after the Greek goddess of war.

They stared at me with cold, hidden fury, but it only made her more beautiful. I had always been attracted to Athena, but why hadn’t I made her my Luna, and treated her specially? Why didn’t I see the load of goodness I had been given? The moon goddess had given me a mate she knew would be perfect for me, but I had pursued another. Athena was perfect in every way. Now that she could see, her beauty was irresistible. She looked a little bustier, and I hated to think that she could have given birth because two years had passed, and some months had followed too. It was enough time for her to give birth, and be the mother of a charming toddler.