Novel & Cerita Daughter Of Artemis Fanfiction

That didn’t sound like he was joking. “But you won’t do it,” I said, taking a fifty-fifty risk. His hands reached behind his waistband and my heart raced. He smiled suddenly, catching me off guard. He folded his arms instead. “Impressive. I won’t do that. You’ll make a good wife, Artemis, goddess of the moon,” he said. I paused, only my mother called me that. It had been a while since I had forgotten what it sounded like to my ears. I suddenly blinked back tears. Gosh, I miss her, I miss my father.

Adonis She was a fucking goddess, lying there on the bed beneath my grasp all I could think of was to take her, fuck her into oblivion and never let her go. How had I gotten myself into this situation, Arya Bithwood, Sean Bithwood’s little sister, daughter of Warrick Bithwood of the Lacuna pack. When my father had proposed an alliance with them after two years of intense tension I’m sure this wasn’t what he had, had in mind. Looking down at this breathtaking woman lying in my arms I couldn’t control myself, couldn’t think rational thoughts, I wanted her, I needed her and I would have her no matter her brother had to say about it, she was mine, my mate, my everything.

The war drained them with each blow thrown at us. ‘Orion,’ Sophia stood. Zeus and Apollo glanced at me. I was the son of Sophia‘s handmaiden. She took pity on me when my mother ran off with a man. She had me taken care of and I found favour in Zeus’ eyes when I joined his army. I bowed. She took my hands and fought the urge to pull them back. My body stiffened knowing Zeus could kill me for her actions. ‘You must find Artemis.’ She ordered. Her once smooth spotless skin turned pale. Her brown hair lost its shine, dark bags formed under her eyes. The goddess was weak. Hera sucked the power out of her with each attack. Not having Artemis, had to steal life from her too.

Callan and I start to growl at her, her smile is vicious. “Are you boys looking for my daughter? She did not come home but, I will tell you now, she is not your whore! Go fuck a mutt! Leave her alone!” she snarls. I had a feeling that I might face her, my father warned me about her, her father had told him, that he had a daughter that went dark years ago. He gave me a pill with powerful magic that blocks a dark one's attack. She closes her eyes and starts chanting, as she is distracted, we decided to try and drive away. Suddenly we felt something pulling on the car. It feel as if something has attached an anchor to the car and turned us into sitting ducks.

I finished. The baby let out a delighted squeal as one of Aria’s butterflies landed briefly on her tiny hand, dissolving into warmth rather than light. Adrian laughed under his breath, his expression soft in a way that still caught me off guard sometimes. He knelt beside his wife, who sat comfortably on the couch, her strength fully returned now, her eyes bright with contentment as she watched their daughter. Adrian brushed a strand of hair from Elena’s forehead, reverent, awed. “She’s perfect,” he murmured. “And already ready for adventures.”

Summer woke up to my parents hugging each other in tears. She said mockingly, "You can drop the act. Even if Sienna is alive, she won't want to be your daughter. You two were much crueller than I was. Sienna wouldn't have been so miserable if it weren't for you two." Summer no longer cared about anything. Every single sentence she said was to provoke them. In the end, my parents left the hospital in a huff. They spent the next few days handling my funeral.

” Asteria’s voice, solid and unbreaking, as she calls out. “I call to you, as a daughter from your line, blessed by the Goddess! I call to you as Iris Delos Asteria! Your daughter, your blood!” She continues. “Hear her name and heed her call! Aurora Eos Ceres! Hear us!” Asteria calls. “Her wolf, an extension of herself. Hear her name and heed her call! Arrina Cyra Theia! Hear us! Our names now spoken, so shall they be heard!” The wind whips around the circle, now populated with the women of my line, apparitions circled around us hold hands.

She was the ally I had been searching for. So, under the guise of an anonymous fan, I penned her a letter, baiting her with the story of 'the mother who wouldn't spare her daughter $80 for living expenses.'

She stared at the screen, looking as though she were about to tear her own head off in pure astonishing isbelief. The multi-billionaire CEO of ESPLEN... the woman currently dominating the global financial news... was Gina Artemis?! Her husband’s first daughter? The very stepdaughter whose life she had tried her best to strip of her inheritance and tortured all while she was still living in their mansion with them. Isabella turned to her friend, noticing her sudden, deathly pale complexion, “Susan? Are you alright? Goodness, you look even more shocked than I am! I am only panicked because my son and my grandchildren seem to be absolutely crazy about her, and I had no idea she was this rich.”