Harry Potter Son Of Artemis Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I shut the link, grabbed us both a coffee and wandered up to his office to wait for dad. “Ares,” I asked him. “Are Ava and Artemis our mate?” “I don’t know.” Ares was pacing around my head, confused. “I want her, them, and I know Artemis does too. But it’s like I don’t know.” He growled in frustration. “More than anything, I want to go hunt her down and make them ours. I wanted to mark her so badly by the lake.” Dad walked in, sitting opposite me. “You okay, son?” His voice was concerned.

And the first encounter was unforgettable. There's a bike parked in front of the mansion and I got on it. I was playing on the bike, suddenly someone pushed me off of the bike. I cried out and when I looked back, I first met Artemis. He's a twenty-four years old guy with a nastiest mind, deadly handsome face and figure and hot temper. From the beginning, he couldn't tolerate me at all. He wasn't happy that his father married my mother. But he wasn't like that toward my sister.

Arthur suggests. "Sure, do that. I can spend time with your father in the meantime," I tinyly clap my hands. " I honestly don't like the sound of that," he states before he shifts. "Will you be okay with running? Has the sulfide completely worn off?" I ask, worried that it might be too far for him with remains of sulfide. "Mother, you gave birth to a really strong werewolf. Have faith in me," he mindlinks me, his eyes now glowing a golden shade indicating that Ares is now in the picture.

Artemis sighs and goes into the other cave to look at them, Hecate joins her and Celine follows, shaking her head. Greyson smirks at George and they follow too. “Well, would you look at that. Just like she said.” Hecate says, poking Artemis. “Almost as if we told you so.” Artemis swats Hecate and they smile at each other. Artemis sticks her hand in the water. It only takes a minute or so, but the crystals slowly start to clear, all of the darkness fades and spirals up like motes of smoke into Artemis’s hand. Greyson lets his vision slide into the place where he can see the magic flowing.

Though it wasn’t easy to care for him while putting my life back together, I still pushed through because of him. ‘’My son should never feel less because of the absence of a father in his life.’’ ‘’.....’’ Alaric falls silent at my words. Seeing that he had no more questions, I turn away from him to check the rice and stir tomato sauce. ‘’....jealous.’’ ‘’Yes?’’ I glance at him on the side, not hearing his murmur clearly. ‘’ Did you say something, Young master Cadel?’’ ‘’It’s Alaric.’’ He corrects me to call his first name as I put down the spoon on the plate and faced him. ‘’I’m quite jealous of your son, Miss Monroe.’’

It was always the scum of the family, the part that almost no one remembered, the shadow of the Noctavia mansion. And she couldn't deny it, she knew her father well enough to know that until his last days of life, he no longer loved Artemísia’s mother. Even though she was too young even to know what love was, Artemisia could see and realize that no matter what it was, it wasn't what her parents had. She wanted to keep thinking about it, theorizing something that already seemed to have a light, but she was so tired that she just made a sign for Leonore to keep talking.

Alright, come on man snap out of it. “Luna,” I reply bowing in show of respect. “P-please call me Artemis or Art,” she stutters. I guess I’m not the only one affected. Does she too feel the attraction? We all go to sit down when Logan asks her to cover up, and holy shit she has the most perfectly rounded butt. Goddess Selene forgives me, but you put everything you had into creating your daughter. FUCKKK! Then I noticed these two assholes gawking at her, that soured my mood quick. They both noticed and raised their hands up in surrender.

God, I loved him so much. “And you expect me, the first daughter of an Alpha, future Alpha of this pack to mate with you? That’s impossible. I need someone worthy. Someone who can stand beside me. Someone powerful.” “Serena, stop! It's enough” Artemis roared, her claws scraping at the edges of my consciousness as she tried to push through. My knees trembled. A sharp, burning pain cut through my chest as if my ribs were being forced open. Artemis was fighting me, for control, fighting for him.

I had my only son, Jensen Selway, late in life. So, I treasured him from the moment he was born. Jensen was sickly and could not afford to overexert himself. To protect him, I found eight potential brides for him and raised them as my own. I sent all eight to elite schools, paid for their education overseas, and once they came of age, brought them into Selway Group for training and development. But when they grew up, all eight women fell in love with the housekeeper’s son, Joshua Crowe, and gradually began neglecting Jensen. Even Quinn Jolliffe, the one I had pinned the most hopes on, secretly slept with Joshua and became pregnant with his child. To force me to accept Joshua, they went

“Not that ‘CARO’ again, dad. I have been hearing about her from the moment I turned ten. And expect from her look and her name, you know nothing about her.” “I do. I know that she is the daughter of your mother’s best friend, and they had promised to get their kids married when they were young.” Lorenzo, Artemis’s father, said, shutting Artemis’s mouth. Lorenzo knew that Artemis could never go against his mother’s word if she would say something strictly. It was also true that this stupid bride was his mother’s choice, but it was just to awaken the man inside him who died a long ago. And also in the hope of finding a second chance mate of him.