Athena Tattoo Novels & Stories

They were starting to get on my nerves and I didn’t want to kill the poor thing. I walked into the living room and found Athena asleep on the couch. There is a king-size bed in her room upstairs and she chooses to sleep on a couch. Sometimes I think she might be crazy, just like her stepfather. She just does crazy things out of the blue. Like when she went on hunger strike for three days so she could go shopping, for books, or last week, when she thought it would be nice to take a bath in the rain, the next day, she was down with flu. And don’t let me get started on the stupid tantrums she throws in the morning or the random screams. Trust me, the list goes on.

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

Before the servant returned, Elder Phillipa continued, "Athena, remember the words of our ancestors: 'Purity of heart, strength of spirit, and loyalty to the pack.' Repeat the oath after me." Athena's voice echoed through the room, "I pledge my heart, my spirit, and my loyalty to the pack. May the purification ritual cleanse me of past transgressions and guide me toward a path of righteousness." She casually recited. The servant returned with a delicate, gemstone-encrusted goblet. "The Sacred Elixir," Elder Helga announced. "Drink, Athena, and let the pack's energy course through you." Athena accepted the goblet, her eyes locked on the shimmering liquid while the elders waited in anticipatio

My world seems whole simply from holding her in my arms, and I can't wait to make the world a better place for her, and travel around the world with her. She suddenly batted her lashes open, locking our gazes, my thumb touched her face tenderly, relishing in her beauty. Athena's beauty is unparalleled, and I consider myself fortunate to have her; I am pleased to call her my mate. She cleared her throat and shifted her gaze away from me, she stood up from the bed, and my gaze was drawn to her naked breasts, my dick twitched, and I looked away quickly, her breasts appeared so sumptuous and seductive.

I looked into his dark eyes and shook my head, before staring at his chest, where I realised my name was tattooed on his left breast. "When did you get that?" I asked, staring at the words. ‘My Nympho Queen Kiara, ruler of my heart, body and soul.’ "When Dante was just a pup, I got his name on my wrist and the girl's names on the other." He held his arms out and I leaned forward taking a look. Indeed, on one wrist it read Dante alongside numerous other tattoos, and on the other arm, he had both girls, with Skyla’s name just above Kataleya’s.

“Athena seems… different. Remind me - where is she from again? Were her parents betas as well?” Frowning, he replies. “I never said where she was from. Not because it’s a big deal, the total opposite of that actually. Her pack is too insignificant and shitty to mention. And she’s different, yes, but that’s exactly what is so amazing about her. She comes off tough, but she has a heart of gold. Her mom and dad are betas, yes”. Yeahhhh... Somehow, I highly doubt that.

Athena "Karen Garcia?" The girl in the passport looked nothing like me, her blonde hair made her look like her make-up, she wore so much make up it looked like it added a few kilograms to her face, and her eyes were drooped halfway like she was more than a bit high. Luciano had a goofy smile on his face, like he was enjoying himself, "You like it?" "What Latino is named Karen?" He took a step closer, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into him despite my protests,"A beautiful goddess, that's who."

ALPHA RAGAS' POV The shards of glass hit my feet, and ankles, slicing them as they bounced past, but I didn't feel the pain. It felt like my heart had stopped, and I could only imagine the pain it would be in when it took another breath. There was Athena, with her lovely brown hair, cascading down her shoulders. Half of her hair was packed in a ponytail, and she had left two handfuls hanging down the sides of her face. She was smiling beautifully as she looked down at an adorable baby boy she carried in her arms, whose mouth was open in a giggle. He had no teeth, but his eyes were a beautiful green. He was bound to have Athena's hair color, as I could see from the picture.

The tattoo artist, with experience and skill, prepared his tools, ready to capture the Leo constellation behind the young woman's ear. The rays of the studio's dim light highlighted Athena's delicate porcelain skin, creating a subtle contrast with the dark ink that would soon adorn her skin. The tattoo artist, with secure and precise hands, began to carefully trace the points that would form the celestial figure. Athena closed her eyes, feeling the slight vibration of the tattoo machine on her skin. A sensation of itching and warmth took hold of her, but it was pleasant; rather, it was as if the stars themselves were dancing on her skin. The tattoo artist, immersed in his art, glided the nee

It was beautiful. "I don't know but he said these were with me when he found me. The crown, this locket, this symbol, and these papers with all these things written on it. I don't know what it means." She said in confusion. "Is that all?" Suzanne asked while picking up the symbol and looking at it with a frown, trying to understand what that could mean. "No, I have got another thing." She said with a frown. "What is it?" "The 'S' sign tattooed on my left waist with a crown on it and the colour is again, fire red." Athena said while showing them the tattoo by raising her shirt. They both looked at it in astonishment for the nth time that day.