Blood Of Zeus Artemis の小説・ストーリー

The sight sent a shiver down my spine that was equal parts surprise and primal recognition. My body responded without conscious thought. Heat flooded through me, and I felt Artemis surge forward, pushing against the boundaries between us with unprecedented force. The familiar sensation of my own eyes shifting washed over me—the slight pressure, the momentary blur as human sight gave way to something sharper, more vibrant. I knew from experience that my irises had changed to Artemis's distinctive yellow-green, marking her presence at the surface.

No, she couldn't lose Zeus. "Zeus! Shit!" Her hand was shaking as she covered her arms with her hand. She was afraid of blood, but at that moment she forgot her fear. But Zeus shook her hand when he saw her trembling. "Don't. It's just a small cut, it wouldn't kill me, don't worry. " Zeus grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out of the room. Freya just let Zeus pull her. She was looking at her hand covered in Zeus's blood. Freya had just realized that they were in the guest room, and Freya was confused when Zeus gave her a gun.

They dared to let their filth and rot touch what was of more worth to me than anything in this entire existence. Hearing her heartbeat thumping against my chest only amplified the wrath that was tearing through my veins. Still, I peered down at her worriedly. Her trembling state grinds on my heart because I could feel how low her blood count had gotten. “The bastards must have taken several units. You saw the needles and blood sacks.” Zeus started again, carrying on in a deadly growl. “Look at the big hole in her arm.” He wasn’t exaggerating. Whatever needles they used seemed to be ones that you might use on an elephant seal. Not a human.

The gesture was so tender, so quintessentially Oscar, that it nearly undid me. "What did you do?" he asked, his tone a mixture of curiosity and concern. I pulled back slightly, meeting his deep brown eyes. They were tired but full of life, that familiar enigmatic glint slowly returning. A small smile tugged at my lips as I considered how to explain. "I wasn’t strong enough to do it, but Artemis…" I began, my voice soft. "She gave some of her own power, her own life, to wake up Dionysus. To help him wake you up."

Artemis nods with a smirk, “Goddess of the hunt.” Celine nods, “Zosimos, I release your soul, go to your afterlife and your family. I pray that they will forgive me one day, for keeping you from them.” He nods and fades out slowly. She turns to Celine, “Okay, I’m ready.” Celine nods and relaxes, slowly tracing her way back to her body. Artemis follows, but once they are close diverts and goes to her own while Celine finally slides free of Artemis’s mind and into her own again.

"You all would not just let me be happy for once! You keep taking everything I love from me!" As those words left her lips, a dark feeling suddenly enveloped her. Wrapping it's cold hands so tightly around her body, it's talons digging so deeply into her shoulder she could scarcely breathe. He sees you. He knows that you are just there to please him and that is all. He wants something better. Something with a good heart. "Dionysus admitted to giving him something to drink," Artemis said then quickly added. "But we are not allowed to interfere too directly in the life of mortals. The drink only worked because a part of Leonidas must have wanted it."

I opened my muzzle savoring the blood in my mouth and my form started to glow. "You're a descendant of Enyo and Helios…how can that be!" Artemis shrieked and scrambled back from both the moon Goddess and me. I just looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she was talking about. "Her children will be…" Artemis started and the moon Goddess interrupted her as she said, "I know, that is why she is on my moon council with the vampires and the reason I believe your brother killed her son along with the female that carried his pup." I grabbed a robe on the bedpost and wrapped it around myself.

I need to make them pay. "I cannot save all of you. Your brother apollo along with his soldiers will disappear after the disappearing of the crescent moon and they will be back on Olympus. They will live us gods again. Their title will be reinstated since this is their first offense to transform their selves into a human to save you, but you! You know what will happen to you after this, Artemis. You will disappear. Your son is dead. I cannot save him. He's half mortals. I turned around and looked at the oak tree.

Finally we reached a door carved with thorned vines. Lucien pressed his palm against the wood and it swung open silently. The garden beyond stole my breath. It should not exist this far underground but somehow it did. A courtyard open to the night sky above where stars glittered like scattered diamonds. Black roses grew everywhere climbing walls and spilling from their stone planters. Their petals absorbed light rather than reflecting it just like Queen mother seraphine's hair and at their centers had a faint crimson glow pulsed like heartbeats. "My mother's blood garden." Lucien moved down a path between the roses. "Each plant is fed with vampire blood mixed into the soil. It sustains them

And the unbearable passion as his wolf instinct sought healing through union. “So…” Rakar’s voice was choked. “This is my fault? And the water’s fault?” “A deadly combination,” Eldric concluded. “Alpha seed meeting a womb purified by lunar energy. The result is Ardan. The Heir of the Moon Blood.” Revira covered her mouth with her hand. Her eyes were teary. “So all this… because I drank some random water?” she whispered, tears falling onto her cheeks. “My son is sick, hunted, suffering… because I was thirsty that night?”