Huntress Artemis Novels & Stories

Artemis pov The rain had just stopped, leaving behind an airy silence that embraced over the Creek estate. But inside me, a storm raged bitterly. Hera was a liar, a manipulator, a pathetic fool and a woman obsessed with claiming a life that was never and can never be hers. And yet… something about her desperation, her relentlessness drove me crazy. I'm glad she is out of our life and we won the battle fair and square. A feeling I couldn’t shake.

"We have Arthene! Wasn't she the one who purified the water sources back then? "Call Arthene here! Tell her to purify them, now!" Moments later, Arthene—wearing the Luna's Crown—stepped forward, admired by those surrounding her. As she looked around at the devastation, she inwardly rejoiced. As if she knew anything about purification! Just as I had anticipated, she was a spy sent to destroy the pack. "Arthene!" Ares rushed over and grasped her hand. "Hurry, save the pack! Help me! Just like you did before, drive the filth away!"

Apollo blinked a few times before answering. “Artemis is the goddess of the hunt, wild animals, the moon… even childbirth and chastity.” “I knew it!” Summer cheered, grinning at Artemis. “I should call you a goddess! You’re so pretty, just like her!” “Does that mean you’ll call me Uncle God?” Apollo piped up. Summer wrinkled her nose. “But you’re not a god.” “Yeah, but Apollo is a god—and he’s handsome.” “But you’re not as cool as him.”

Now I know other Hunters used their artificial intelligence to drive their cars too, so she must be wide eyed at my specific car. I did drive a Bugatti Chiron Noire, there were only 20 made in the entire world. This one was made specifically for me. I won't even tell you what I paid for it. I just smiled at the girl and hopped into my car. Jarvis already knew where we were going, so I sat back and enjoyed the ride. My mind kept going back to Damien and the newfound information I had uncovered. I still couldn't believe he owned Edge Enterprises. So this means he knows I'm a Hunter? Or does he really know where his products go when they are bought?

But the person with whom he was fighting, is not a mere woman, she is Royal Archer, her special powers included perfect aim with the bow and arrow, the ability to sense danger. Artemis was surprised at first but didn't show it on her face. Michael was not easy to fight with, in fact, he is the toughest guy she has ever seen. Artemis put her hand forward to Michael. Michael looked up at her startled but took her hand. She helped him up as he stood tall to his full height. Michael was tall, but Artemis was tall too. She was only a few inches shorter than him. Her height was a gift to her, it makes her look more confident, more dangerous.

“For twins, you two are very different.” Hunter and Artemis are my twin Betas and the babies of our alpha squad at 24 years old. They are second in command if anything happens to me. Artemis is a badass female warrior and a brilliant strategist. Hunter, on the other hand, is more like the mother hen of the alpha squad. Constantly bitching at us, but he’s my best friend, so I put up with his motherly ways. The remaining group continues to discuss the Summer Moon Festival while I finish packing my clothes and personal items. Gregory walks in my bedroom, and plops himself onto the bed. “So boss, Hunter said you don’t want a mate. Got a reason why?”

The door creaked slightly as Artemis closed it behind her, sealing the chamber in secrecy. Artemis, her silhouette adorned by the soft glow of the candles, approached Alcides with a subtle allure. She extended her finger across his lips, silencing any potential questions or objections. The room seemed to hold its breath as Artemis slowly revealed her feminine virtues, her movements accentuated by the delicate play of light and shadow. Alcides, still in shock, observed Artemis, realizing the stark difference between the maternal figure he had known and the woman now standing before him. She was different, and his mind struggled to reconcile the two aspects of her identity.

She announces with such great authority laced into her voice, that no creature could dare disobey such a command. Usually the nurses would refuse, perhaps even laugh at the ridiculous suggestion, with the baby only being a minute old, but the mother is no normal being. She is Artemis, Goddess of the Moon. Manipulating a human's mind is as easy as slicing a sharp knife through hot butter for her. In moments, the nurses and the baby's father have vacated the room, allowing her to be at peace with the bundle of joy cocooned in her arms. With dread, Artemis tries not to ponder on the fact that she soon has to leave. Three years.

(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.

I was grateful that he was on my side… Again I asked myself, ‘What exactly are you, Adrian? Then I looked at Artemis who was launching arrows at unbelievable speed and left ashes of demons all around her. Even though I was seeing her hunting for the first time, I was not surprised at her efficiency because she was the Goddess of the hunt after all. Then I turned towards Mercy and saw her uttering spells at the demons and killing them off. Seeing her using the spells, I remembered that we were supposed to capture some demons to interrogate. So far, all of us were concentrating on killing the demons. By now, the demons had thinned out and only a few were left.