Athena Seiya Novels & Stories

“Why are you calling me?” The woman turned slowly, her face serene, yet sorrowful. Her eyes, silver like the moon itself, locked onto Hana’s. “I am Selene,” she said, her voice soft yet commanding. “The Moon Goddess.” Hana’s fists clenched at her sides, her nails digging into her palms. The title sent a surge of rage boiling inside her, her chest tightening with grief and anger. “The Moon Goddess?” she spat, her voice dripping with venom. “You mean the one who doomed me? The one who let my family die, who made me mate with the same man, the same monster who destroyed everything I loved?”

The alpha-mate's demeanor was meditative, her forehead wrinkled with a blend of stress and assurance. "Is it true that you are certain about this, Athena?" Liam asked, his voice low. "Confiding in Sienna... it's a major gamble." Athena met his look, her blue eyes unflinching. "I know, Liam," she answered, her voice consistent. "Be that as it may, Sebastian's right - we can't stand to dismiss any possible assistance, not against a danger like the Lycaons." She stopped, her fingers brushing against the pendant that hung at her throat. "Furthermore, I owe Sienna my life. If truly truly Sebastian and me, the least I can do is allow her an opportunity."

And she did it out of jealousy and envy. But now Elythrea is gone. She was killed by our rival organization. And today is also the day for us to give justice to her death. Not just her. Celestia, Aunt Celestine and Celestia and Celeste's baby. I can’t imagine why AOSO does that. Is it because they want to get the number one rank? Well, they can’t get that. No one can match Hiraya's talent or should I say, Athena. She can use short range and long range weapons. Shee can fight physical combat. She can hack computers and files in three minutes. She could also kill without hesitation and mercy.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

with that she climbed upstairs After few seconds footsteps were heard from the staircase, looking up ,I saw Gomez's wife now looking pail and fragile due to stress and maltreatment. Behind her I saw a totally different person, her courageous Aura stood out , she was breath taking and nothing close to any of her pictures I saw , her curves were ... No Ace, you shouldn't admire her like that ,oh Lord save me , was all i could pray.

Angela says, pulling me into one of the shops. As soon as we walked in, the warm air slapped my face, seizing all the chaotic noise outside. Sierra stood at the entrance, clapping her hands. Soon, a worker appears with her head hung low. "Madam, you didn't say you were coming in today," she states nervously clutching on the pad. My brows furrowed in confusion to see what was going on—did I miss something? Angela chuckled, leaning in to my left ear. "Sierra owns this place; did I forget to mention that?" She giggled.

she replied. “ Get ready to have your mind blown away.” he added, smirking. ~~~~~~~ Aly sat on her couch with her eyes glued to the TV. Was she seeing and hearing right? Bazyli, a multi tycoon in Greece?! How? When? The Bazyli she knew was a bartender, not what she was seeing and hearing.

Athena's gaze fixes on the main door when it opens, and she stops in front of a brunette woman with brown eyes with the air of a lady of the house. Layla raised an eyebrow at the sight of her, recognizing from her arrogant face that they were not welcome. In contrast, Athena's reaction was neutral, with her face showing no expression and her sunglasses still covering her eyes. "Welcome," the brunette says with a sweet smile. "I'm Lirio." "Lirio?" Athena pronounces with her Russian accent. "Are you some kind of maid? If so, could you help me with a chamomile tea? My head feels like it's going to explode."