Athena's Beauty Novels & Stories

He kisses her ears a bit. Athena smiles and giggling a bit. It's because it is ticklish. "Athena.." Aurora turns to Athena, who sits at her left seat. "Hm, what is it?" "Urm...Never mind." She actually wants to ask her, she looks like she gained weight a bit. It's not that she gets fluffy, but rather, she looks so beautiful. Her skin is so flawless and smooth and her breast looks quite rounded from its normal. 'Is she pregnant?'

She paired it with a glittery pointed pump. Zach’s mouth went dry as he looked at her from head to toe. She had tied up her hair in a loose bun, showing off her long neck and strong shoulders. The drop earrings she is wearing had somehow added the appeal to her look as well as the statement bracelet she is wearing.

A young girl's face suddenly came to her mind and she recognized it as Kathy's. "No way," she said and clutched her chest as she felt an indescribable pain in her heart. She went backward slowly until the king moved back and caught her. It suddenly stopped raining but Meela and Athena who hadn't been touched by the rain felt chilled to their bones. They knew that they had both been cornered and there was no way for either of them to escape. Athena was the most affected. She had lived all her life as a princess and gotten used to people singing praises of her beauty and falling at her feet.

ATHENA’S POV I stood in front of the mirror staring at the woman beautifully dressed not recognising her. She looked like a bride, ready for her groom but the look in her eyes shows nothing but pain. “Am I truly deserving of this? I did win the fight but is it really worth being with a man that would never love me?” I asked myself. The Queen who was seated behind me seems to have sensed my uncertainty. She smiled at me before standing to her feet and marching towards me. She’s elegantly dressed in a purple dinner gown, beaded with royal apparels that pronounced her beauty to anyone who saw her.

Her left leg would show whenever she moved due to the slit design on her dress. Her emerald dress was glittering, and it complimented her pale skin. She looked like an elf, a fairy who had descended into the mortal world, and the red lips complimented her. I couldn't help but sigh at how good Athena is. "You should become a make-up artist and a fashion designer in the future. Your hands are magic." Athena chuckled. "That's because you're originally gorgeous. I just enhance and let you show how gorgeous you are." "But still, I really look good. I should take more pictures with this current look." I jokingly said, but Athena took it seriously.

She nodded and closed the door behind her. While she washed, I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to calm myself. Everything had happened so fast, her, the way she ran straight to me, Eryx’s reaction, Eran’s constant growling. And the way Athena had looked at Eryx… like he was the last person in the world she wanted near her. I understood that fear more than anyone knew. When the bathroom door opened again, I looked up and froze. Athena looked completely different. Her long dark hair was damp and smooth now, falling neatly down her back. Her skin was clean, glowing with warmth instead of fear. Without the dirt, she was breathtaking, delicate features, striking eyes and a quiet beauty that al

that was Ice yelling at his subjects. Athena rolled her eyes at his outburst. Since the rooms were locked and everyone looked really busy , she went to his bedroom to shower . Opening his door , she got in and closed the door. Removing her clothes ,she left them on the floor and hot in the bathroom. Running the shower while she looked at herself in the mirror . " I look horrible " Getting under the shower , she rested her hands on the wall and enjoyed the hot water hitting her back . Ice on the other hand was really miserable. Sending Athena on that mission without backup was the stupidest thing he had ever done. Guilt was feeding on him.

They were a story, a warning, a test. The first image was of a woman, tall and proud, her face a mask of serene wisdom, her eyes a sharp, intelligent grey. It was Athena, the original Athena, the warrior goddess who had forged the sword in the fires of her own divine will. The sword was not a weapon of conquest, but a tool of justice, a symbol of a balance that had long since been lost.

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.

We were facing each other, just staring into the others eyes. Athena Escarra had to be the most beautiful woman on this planet. Her nose, cheeks, ears, brows, smile, hands, legs, body, hair, eyes, lips, everything. I was obsessed with everything about her. She was absolutely magnificent. The way she'd smile at the smallest things I did. The way she'd bite down on the inside of her bottom lip. How, when she was sleeping, she'd scoot closer to me as if she wanted to be as close as possible. How her eyes would shine in the sun.