Nymph Artemis Novels & Stories

(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

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?!

Lena hesitated and then took a small sip. The warmth spread through her softening the rigor of her nerves in her chest. She set the mug down and looked at Luna Celeste "You said I have power, what do you mean?" Luna Celeste sat down in the chair across from her, and her face turned solemn. "The gifts of the Moon Goddess are rare, but she never bestows them, much like her gifts, for no reason. You were born during a blood moon, was it not?"

“But you won’t.” His hand moved behind his waistband, and for a terrifying moment, I thought he was reaching for a gun. Instead, he crossed his arms and leaned back slightly, a slow smile spreading across his face that sent chills down my spine. “Impressive. You’re not scared. You’d make a good wife, Artemis, goddess of the moon.” The name hit me hard. Only my mother called me that. Tears welled in my eyes, and I blinked furiously to hold them back, but it was too late. The grief I had buried deep inside me surged to the surface.

It prowled her veins, fierce and hungry, its promise echoing in her mind—vengeance, power, rebirth. You are not done. Rise. Nyxara’s eyes snapped open, violet fire burning beneath her lashes—an untamable inferno that would never be extinguished. Every betrayal flashed before her, each one forging her will into a weapon sharper than any blade. The dreams they’d tried to steal from her twisted into new forms—armor, claws, teeth. The world had crowned her the White Wolf’s heir in secret, but now, awakened by agony and rage, she claimed the title with every beat of her heart.

The people gave way until he reached the front of the crowd. The priest washed his hand in a clean bowl of water and said,“ O Goddess Selene, bestow purity to thy hand, so it shall be cleansed from all enormity”, After saying his prayers, he finally turned to face Amaria. “ Amaria, That is your name, isn't it?” He asked. “ Let us go” Amaria begged and attempted to free herself, but it didn't work.

he asked him. "Yes" Matt thundered. "A healing wolf" he repeated. "Do you think he can live till you find and confirm one?" the Mage was obviously in doubt. "We already have one. She is confirmed. Sophie" he retorted. "Is that the same Sophie whose wolf was expunged?" the Mage chuckled. "You mean she couldn't heal without her wolf?" Alpha Jones intervened. "Of course the wolf is the healer" the Mage asserted. "And only the Moon Goddess can bring back a wolf to the wolfless" he explained.

“Hey, are you okay?” Rhea asked Arya, placing her hand on her shoulder. Ayra paused for a second before continuing to sob. She didn’t want people around her. She repulsed them. “Ayra,” she called out in her soft voice. Ayra sniffled and wiped her tears off before looking up at Rhea. But she only hugged Rhea and began sobbing. Rhea wrapped her arms around her and whispered some comforting words but Ayra was beyond shattered for those words to affect her.

A beast that could perform magic spells that made her mute and had now transformed to emerge as the most beautiful man she had ever seen in the seventeen years of her life. With lush golden blonde hair that starkly resembled his beast fur, his eyebrows were slightly thick, his mariner blue eyes were almond shaped, a-dazzle with wonder and a sense of imperiality. They shone brightly like two blue topaz splashed into a sparkling spring and he carried a Greeek nose with fairly plump lips. Arya didn't understand how an ugly barbaric beast could suddenly become a demi-god. 'Was that humanly possible? What exactly was going on?' she thought as she stared at the now astonishingly beautiful Amaris.