Athena Saint Novels & Stories

Ej warned and entered Athanasia’s deep and tight heavenly paradise. “You’re fucking tight!” Ej moans and grabs Athanasia’s neck, choking it delicately. Athanasia transfers her legs to Ej’s shoulder. He can’t resist the milky complexion of Athanasia’s legs. Biting it and nibbling it like it was the very sensitive part of her body, well now. It is. “Hmmm, so fucking good. Oh god,” Athanasia moaned and bounced like a ball while her breasts were bouncing and moving in the motion of upward and downward.

I wished Athena would say no to him, but she didn’t. “Alright, but please, do not make this long,” she said. Then I felt Athena leave the room. He walked closer to me, his weighty presence falling on me as he got closer to me. I opened my eyes and gasped in horror when I saw that it was Saint, and he had a sinister smile on his face. “Hello, Mia,” Saint said icily. I began to breathe heavily because of the fear of having Saint close to me, and I really wished that I could shout and call for Athena’s return to the room, but I couldn’t. I was scared of what Saint would do if I did.

ATHENA POV The small video window of my dad’s face was gone, but his voice still echoed in the dark space of my mind. Athena is the only master node. He hadn't just left me a legacy; he had practically turned my entire digital footprint into a dead man's switch. If the Laurent trust executors or whatever was left of the Harringtons tried to launch the software without my explicit permission, the entire multi-billion-dollar architecture would become public property. It would be free for anyone on the internet to d******d, copy, and modify.

Carve out the heart of every member she loves. She's a werewolf, she can hear my thoughts. I hide nothing. “My name…” she whispers. Voice broken now. Small. “My name is Athena Denvers.” Athena. The name hits me strangely. Beautiful. Befitting. My chest tightens. A painful, inexplicable squeeze. Why? “I was Beta to Alpha Octavius.” Her voice cracks. “And we went to steal a healing vial from the health station that night.” There it is. She broke.

"If you come quietly, perhaps I will consider sparing this creature's life." "Whose life do you think you're sparing?" Killian’s voice was low, but the air around them vibrated. "Elenor came here of her own free will. There was no magic. No coercion. How dare you stand here acting as if you hold the moral ground." "The Saintess must be under your influence," Latvan countered, his tone bordering on pity—almost. "It is impossible for the Daughter of God to follow a demon like you of her own full consciousness."

Anacá Athena fell backwards from the aftershock of firing a bullet. It was her first time, and maybe she hadn’t expected the extent of recoil and shockwaves. Silas had kidnapped Athena last, and we still had no idea why. Athena was just eighteen, and her father ran a bar nearby. What motive could Silas have for kidnapping her? “Careful, Athena!” I yelled as we watched the accomplice fall to the dusty floor of the basement complex. With a single bulb lighting up the place, visibility was low.

he said with a mix of concern and determination. While he was away, I found myself approached by an elderly woman. Her presence radiated wisdom and kindness as she drew near. "I can sense that you have enveloped yourself in darkness. So has he," she said softly, casting a compassionate gaze in our direction. "Yet, when you two sit together, the darkness dissipates." With a gentle smile, she extended her hand, revealing a delicately crafted miniature statue of the goddess Athena. "Athena was the embodiment of justice, but she also possessed the power to rule matters of the heart, often intertwined with love," the elderly woman explained, her voice carrying the weight of countless experiences.

(Saintess Elena Sunlight) “MAY GLORY BE ETERNAL!!!…”.(Congregation attendees) The entire crowds goes fanatically fervor following the drop dead gorgeous Saintess on the stage, dressed in all white sexy nun outfits,with a large golden necklace of a large tree and sun, whilst holding a human size tall silver mace. She is the one called and known as the pious Saintess of Aeternum Cathedral of Faith, a sun elf, and also the Director of the Aeternum Cathedral.

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."

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.