Greek Myths Artemis Novels & Stories

“She could be here any day right?” He nodded and looked away, “I know what you did for this land. So I know what you can do for others Artemis.” He leveled me with his eyes, “You can do more than you think all the world’s boarders aren’t enough to contain the possibilities. Artemis, you’re the goddess of the hunt—” “Artemis!” Orion stood on the doorframe with his hands on his hips, his eyes boring into me. I groaned. He really should put on a shirt.

’ Proserpina crossed her arms, willing her face to remain blank. Shut the hell up, Thanatos. “Just leave. He’s coming for you,” Artemis insisted urgently, her form flickering the same way the moon does amidst a stormy sky, “Now. While you still can…” “No.” Anger suddenly flashed across such a deceptively young face the same way lightning would have under what was once a clear sky. Proserpina was immediately reminded that Artemis, like all the other Olympians, may not be used to being denied so blatantly, “As the goddess of wild things and protector of young women–”

It was the first time that Francesca saw the demon act that way, and she bit her lip to keep herself from laughing. An awkward moment passed as everyone gaped at the new arrival. And even more so when Hecate was joined by someone who looked like a younger version of herself. From the bow and arrow on her back and her heavy hunting gear, Francesca could immediately tell who it was. Artemis. The moon goddess who rode her moon chariot from the sky to the horizon, and prowled the lands of the Earth at night, running errands for her elder sisters.

I stroked Hades' hair as he slept soundly in my arms. "Don't worry, Baby... We'll find your mom..." I said softly to my son. But Artemis really knows what she's doing. She didn't even really show herself to us. But maybe I know her too much now. She won't just easily give up our son. She probably got cornered to the point that she needed someone to protect our son. Fuck it. If I just knew that she was pregnant, I would have restricted her even more even though she hated me.

Barbaric kingdoms prefer these than normal Greek costumes. ‘ I see. So you have a brother, right?’, Argus asked. -‘ Yes. Karseus. He is my elder brother. He has gone to the next town to sort out some problems there’. - ‘ When will he come back?’ -‘ Tonight before dinner.’ The moon was shining brightly in the sky. Artemis was in her full form. Argus looked at the beautiful girl beside her. She was wearing an armlet on her bare arm. It was glittering in the moonlight. The original Selene was the daughter of the titan Hyperion, the lunar goddess before Artemis took the throne. She was as beautiful as the moon herself.

(My God, forgive me) Artemis smiled sweetly and slowly descended, twirling through the air beneath the starry sky of the amphitheater. Her cold breath shimmered in the air like frost. Her bronze armor made no sound. It was perfectly engineered. With her dark skin, cascading curls, and gleaming archer’s bow, she could have been beautiful, voluptuous, and divine. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was a crazy demon bitch trying to chop us into pieces. The small marble goat, lion, and dragon desperately clinging to her body yelped. They held on for their lives, trying not to fall and be crushed against the jagged ice or disappear into the dark water below.

FLASHBACK Years back, when the four gods had a dispute between themselves, Artemis who had the power of life and death was looking for a way to make her worshippers more powerful which gave her no alternative than to come to earth and associate with them and tell them what to do. But when she was coming, she came in the form of a young beautiful lady who lost her way in the forest and was emancipated by a young handsome hunter who took her to his house. She stayed with him for some months, forgetting her main mission of coming to earth. Living with the handsome hunter made her fall in love with him, breaking the rules of the gods. gods must not fall in love with a mortal. The decision now li

She is known to the elven community as GoldMoon. Previous generations of humans understood that supernatural beings existed, and they made up their stories of gods and goddesses to explain them. The Greeks felt that the Ceryneian Hind was sacred to Artemis, the goddess of the hunt. However, it was really the elves that treated GoldMoon like she was sacred. She has lived with us for many generations.

She added and Adira’s eyes widened the more in terror. “Who you saw in your dream is the moon goddess, she showed herself to you and the punishment, looks like she’s displeased with you,” Adira tried her best to explain, she knew who it was because herself and Clarissa had once had similar encounter with the goddess, “we need to summon the priest later tonight and offer some sacrifice to appease her. This is a bad omen, what did you do?” She asked and Valerie could hear the fear in her voice which only made her fear too.

Arya POV Waiting for him to speak was like torture. He was silent for what felt like an eternity. She was becoming impatient with her father. “Well? what is it?” The king let out a long sigh and ran his hand down his face. “Your mother wasn’t just a normal hybrid, Arya.” He notices her confused expression and finishes explaining. “Being part Lycan and part witch the Lycan side enhances the witch’s magic. Making it more potent. Ive been telling you that all your life. What I haven’t told you is that your mother was a High Priestess and a Queen blessed by the Moon Goddess. The coven she was born into cast her and her mother out when they found out she was a hybrid. Her father was one of the or