Huntress Artemis Novels & Stories

“You are right, Clara! The constellation Orion was inspired from Orion, a hunter in Greek mythology. They say Orion was the only lover of Artemis, the Greek Goddess of the hunt. Artemis had a distaste for men, except Orion. Only Orion was accidentally killed by her.” “What? That sounds quite tragic,” I told him. I might not be a fan of mythology gods, mostly because I do not believe it is true but it sounds to me that Artemis, the Greek Goddess of the hunt has quite a sad story. “Yes. I can not imagine being able to love someone then accidentally doing something bad to them,” Gavin said as he looked at me.

Instead, I say, "Answer me first...Do you know about the Order of the Huntress?" She nods, "Yeah. All Healers have to train there for several years before we return to our packs. Our healing abilities are a combination of medicine and spiritual ritual, so we have to learn how to contact Artemis." "The moon goddess?" She shrugs, "She's the goddess that guides all werewolves. She only contacts her High Prophet in the Order for very important things. But between the High Prophet and the Goddess herself, they lend power to help us Healers." "The High Prophet? Not the High Priestess?"

He sneered. Selene couldn't stand him but for the sake of her mission, she would tolerate him. After all, she wasn't going to stay here forever. “I learnt on my own.” She answered. She didn't want to lie to him directly because she wasn't good at it and it wouldn't be a good image for her as the moon goddess. Indeed she learnt on her own but she had a little help from Artemis. Since Artemis was the goddess of the hunt, she was good at archery and also was a good fighter.

Proserpina had not looked away nor did she even blinked… and yet, at the next moment, what seemed to be a young teen was suddenly standing directly in front of her, a face as dazzling and lovely as the moon that was barely visible because of the darkness smiled at her. “…Artemis,” Proserpina drawled nonchalantly; her hands still on her sides as she stared, “Why are you here?” “Straight to the point as always,” the goddess of the moon chuckled, the sound clear as a bubbling brook, “This is why I like you so much. We could use a hunter like you, cousin.” Proserpina glared.

She started by saying, “ it is good to see you, Stella, you must have already guessed, but I am still going to introduce myself to you, I am Artemis, the goddess of hunt, wildlife, chastity, women, and childbirth. As Aphrodite told you and as you know now, you are my biological daughter, you also might be wondering if I was your real mother then why did I give you up? Well as I told and you know I am also known to be the goddess of chastity and when I found out about you I couldn’t keep you since I wanted to be the perfect leader for my nymphs, though I knew my daughter meant more to me than my nymphs but I also knew that my daughter was more powerful than my nymphs, had a father and had a m

Luna said and I felt my wolf, urging me to free her for awhile. The strange cold sensation washed over me and I felt my wolf come out of my body and I heard everyone gasp as I could understand them. She stood beside me and bowed her head toward Silas and me and then at her own mother. She opened her mouth and with a earthly and anicent voice she spoke. "My name is Artemis" I looked down immediately when she spoke her name. Artemis, the moongoddess daugther and the queen of all supernaturals. She is my wolf?!

I demand, and she looks up from staring at the floor. “Sephone. She was one of the sirens who took a human as her mate before the massacre. Shanti was her daughter.” I release a long breath as I look at Artemis. I lean my head back against the wall and look at the ceiling, processing the information Artemis has just dropped on us. “Can you find her? I want her dead. If Asteria is still your queen, isn’t this treason?” I ask when I look back at Artemis and she shakes her head.

Leto nodded towards Willow. "There is a difference between guidance and unlocking one's potential power rather than showing her a path that would do so," Hecate clipped back. Leto let out a tired sigh. This seemed like a repeated conversation they had at one point. "Easy, Hecate." Artemis brushed her fingers over her bow. "She is still my mother." The huntress narrowed her eyes at her. The tension grew denser than necessary as the Goddesses stared down at one another and the women looked uncomfortable, as if having walked in on a conversation not meant for them to hear.

I must have made a face or something because when I looked at her, she was giving me a weird look. “Anyway, I guess the first thing I should tell you is that I am Artemis. I am the Goddess of the Hunt; my father is Zeus.” She spoke. “Wait, if you are Zeus’s daughter, then why are you wanting me to go after Selene? Isn’t she your sister?” I asked.

Jax’s Point of View The Romanos had been on my mind the whole time since they came. Reese looked exactly like Reina except for the fact that she inherited gorgeous brown skin that has the power to glow in. They had the same hazel honey as eyes and deep black hair. I also met his wife Ophelia, one of the best hackers in the world. She was as gorgeous as the papers made her be. They had a little daughter called Hazel who also came along to America. The whole event for the Winter ball has now been planned. Our defense, our attack all planned out. Both Sicily and Americans were joining in for this to take off Milan.