Athena Tattoo Novels & Stories

“So, with your marking, what gave it away as a marking from Athena? Aren’t there several gods and goddesses of war?” She turned her back to me and pulled the collar down so that I could see the top part of her marking, the hilt of the sword. “See those two owls depicted on the hilt? Well, that’s Athena. She always has two owls accompanying her, which is the symbol of her other well-known trait.” “Wisdom…” “Bingo.” I suddenly understood why she walks with such quiet confidence, why her presence commands attention without effort. Her marking was not just a symbol; it’s a reminder that she is more than what she appears: a force of nature, a weapon of divine will.

It's a purple strapless double head vibrating dildo. I heard Hecate chuckle a little. "I miss seeing you blush my love." Hecate said, then crawled on top of me. Hecate captured my lips into a searing kiss. Then Hecate pulled herself up, kneeling between my parted thighs. I can see her beautiful slender body, my eyes roamed her body. Then as my eyes roamed her body, I can see a tattoo on her ribcage. A tattoo of my name. My name is spelled in Greek.

held her hand. When my eyes met her innocent jade ones, I saw the pain beside them, then I decided to take her with me. Fight tooth and nail if I had to. A lot of things happened, but I’m happy that right now, I’m with her. I inhale her divine scent once more and it does wonders to my brain. It reminds me of the saffron flowers back in Athens, only so much better. After so many years of searching and giving up, the Goddess finally unites us. “So this is how the mate bond pull feels like?” I reason, brushing her scarlet hair to the side. “No one’s going to hurt you ever again!” I continue to watch her sleep for another hour before I hear the elevator door open. I leave Varga, my pet lion,

He pulled down his robe a little. “I would like it written in my heart,” Aeliana swung into action immediately. She stared at her handiwork proudly. It was a black tattoo, so the beauty really came out on his white, flawless skin. Demetrius, Carissa, and Valeria also tattooed theirs. Demetrius had the name 'Rissa' tattooed on his shoulder. Valeria had 'Miguel' on her chest, and Carissa had 'Metrius' On her shoulder as well. They stared at it in admiration. “My Lord, the sketchers are here,” a guard said from outside with a bow.

Nikolai is a god among men, and I am fortunate to be embraced by his presence. Nikolai’s tattoos are sexy, and I find myself unable to resist tracing them with my finger. The stars inked on both his shoulders catch my attention, making me curious about their meaning. However, it’s the eagle tattooed on his chest that truly captivates me. The majestic bird exudes power and strength, its wings spread wide as if poised for flight. The intricate details of the tattoo come alive on his skin, and I can’t help but admire its beauty. The eagle symbolizes freedom, and in that moment, I feel as if I am soaring alongside it.

Tilly, Christy and Olivia are not of age yet, but they are initiated tonight anyway, and their parents will govern their process for the next two years until they turn 18. Then Athena walks out and towards the stage, arm in arm with her brother. She is a vision in a silver dress, her jewelry dark rose gold with purple and gold diamonds. Her hair is in a half updo with a braid and a tiara. She’s barefoot, and so ethereal beautiful she reminds me of a Goddess. Athena locks eyes with me, and they turn bronze for a second, showing her wolf is close to the surface. Wow! Something in that statement just draws me close to her, and the urge to stand and claim her in front of everyone is overwhelming

Now that she's closer, I see gold markings on her like those on me and my mates. "What are the gold tattoos?" I ask. She smiles slightly. "It's the mark of the goddess warrior. Once you were fully mated, your goddess warrior blood was released, and you passed it on to Vaughn and Ivan. You all will have the strength and power of goddesses and gods." I'm glad I have a better understanding of what is happening, but I'm getting a headache. "Thank you for bringing me here and explaining everything to me," I say with a small smile. I have always felt insignificant my entire life, but now I feel like I can move mountains. Athena steps closer so she's only a few feet away.

"I’m hungry." "Let’s wait a little, okay? My penthouse is just nearby, and Mom has already prepared the ingredients. She’ll cook your food in no time." He pulled out his phone and took the first photo of their angel. "What’s her name?" "Athena. Goddess of wisdom, beauty, and war," she said. "I want her to be wise and calculative so no one can bully her." "Okay, my love."

“Don’t you have training to do?” “It’s not nearly as fun as watching you.” I countered, pouting just a bit. My eyes found the tattoo that started at his shoulder and snaked down his back. A scaled dragon, full of razor-sharp teeth and eyes glistening with intelligence. Its tail was curled around his waist, and ended in a tuft of dangerous points. Atlas’s tattoo seemed much brighter now; definitely brighter than the faded blue it had been in the past. His dragon, it looked as though it were made from ice.

"Where are we going?" Brody's smile was cruel. "The Alpha wants to see you." Athena's mind raced as she followed Brody through the corridors. What did the Alpha want with her? Athena's movements, though hesitant, held a quiet grace, a testament to her inner strength. Her voice, barely above a whisper, held a gentle melody, a soothing balm to those who hear it. Despite the hardships, Athena's beauty remained, a beacon of hope in a world that sought to extinguish her light. Her story, etched on her body and in her eyes, was one of resilience, a testament to the unbreakable human spirit.