Athena Tattoo Novels & Stories

I said, a sad smile forming on my face because, for some reason, Riley reminded me of Athena. "Why can't she? Is she not around or something?" Xavier asked, and I didn't know how to tell this little kid that Athena was in a coma without losing my composure. "Her name is Athena. She got hurt, but she's in the hospital now and getting better. We're heading to the hospital to see her, so you can meet her then. She can't introduce herself because she is sleeping right now, but when she wakes up, you can get to meet her. She's really smart, like your sister," Austin explained. I could sense the pain in his voice, but he covered it up with a smile.

Iris shook her head vigorously, and both laughed for a second, but again silence swarmed in the room like clouds. "You know, Theia," Iris gently kissed her daughter's temple, "they say it's not wise to name your daughter after the names of the gods. But I did it anyway, you know why?" Athena shook her head, indicating her curiosity. “Because Athena symbolizes love, intellect, and battle strategy,” she sighed deeply. “I always thought you were my little fighter. Maybe I shouldn’t have named you after her, and you wouldn’t have had these many struggles in your life.”

I wondered how she looked beneath all of the uniform. “You should close your mouth before a fly gets into it,” Fabian had said to me about two days ago in class when I saw Athena dressed in a tank top and sports pants. A very colorful tattoo of a dragon was on her back, and that shocked me because I didn’t know she was inked. Although I had dabbled with the thought of getting a wolf tattoo on my chest, I didn’t take it seriously. Now I wondered if I should do it to please her. After all, the goal was to get her to me, or perhaps I could do a big tattoo of her name or face in a very exposed part of my body.

The balance is why I said yes to him in the first place. Athena scoots closer to the ripple and peers into it like a child peering into a stream. The not-light brightens for her. On her left wrist, near the pulse, a faint mark shows when the shadow strokes her skin, a braided crescent like three strands woven together. It is not the three thorns of ledgers and polite threats. It is older, softer, meaner if you earn it. Tara notices the mark and lets out a sound like pride and prayer at once.

She stood at 5'9" with a well-toned frame and an Amazonian astatic with her choice of clothing. Her bare arms and back are covered with tattoos of different animals from many different cultures. Walking outside and directly to the tree Hevenly had previously used as a shadow gate then proceeding to lean against the tree and speak quietly bit loud enough for Hevenly to hear) I know you don't know me yet and I know you use Negativity as a resource for whatever your currently doing, so let me make myself clear. I am Evelyn Kamahazara. Or Athena in your native tounge. While I shall not interfere with you unless provoked, know that only the strong survive on this planet. So if you play with fire,

Nektaria, wife of Charilaus Diamandis, daughter of Athena familia, goddess of wisdom and wit, the blue tattoo of an Athena familia being an Owl Aglaia, wife of Gerasimus Eliades, daughter of Artemis familia, goddess of the hunt, the blue tattoo of an Artemis familia being a Boar. Danae, wife of Panag Mikos, daughter of the Demeter familia, goddess of agriculture, the blue tattoo of a Demeter familia being a Pig. Foteini, wife of Alcaeus Chloros, daughter of the Hestia familia, the goddess of the hearth, the blue tattoo of a Hestia familia being a donkey.

Athena stops them both to show Sally the sigil that Albert gave her. "A week after completing the mating process, I received this," Athena gently pushed the collar of her shirt, revealing the mark on her collarbone, which was a crescent moon with a wolf head. "I'm happy for you guys," Sally said with sincerity in her eyes. Athena sighed happily. "Enough about me. I miss you. What happened to your life?" Sally could only shrug. "We're busy with life," There was a double meaning in her words, which Athena understood and made her blush.

I kept my gaze on Anna, admiring her like she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and she was. I stared at her body and back to her eyes to say, "You're so beautiful, Anna," and started kissing her down her neck once again, only this time she didn't stay idle and helped me out of my shirt, her eyes immediately locked onto the tattoo on my right arm. The tattoo was of an eagle with open wings and designs crossing over its beautiful feathers. She seemed always to be intrigued by that tattoo for some reason.

Athena. His footsteps were in my head. I recognized them everywhere. It is difficult to admit that he was a part of me now. I don't even hate him like I wanted to. The bed dipped when he sat behind me. He trailed his fingers on my back, circling them in an even pattern, touching me where I wanted to be touched. He placed a kiss on my shoulder. “What does your tattoo mean?” He moaned into my ear and nibbled on it. I creamed in my panties.

And only be hers—no one else. She put on the smile. "Relax..I'll makes a statement tomorrow to clear up your name." Asher sigh. "No need. What people will say if you do that. It will fade away in a week or so.." "Hmm..okay.." she smiles inwardly. ***....... The next morning, Athena wears a black leather jacket with a chiffon black tank top inside. With black pants and high cut boots, she looks so amazingly stunning. Ding Dong!