Nymph Artemis Novels & Stories

"I am the God of Music, not just the Sun-and many other things." "Show off." Yet another voice joins the conversation, and I turn to see a girl standing with her arms crossed, an halfway amused smirk on her face. Her hair is dark, skillfully pulled into two tight French braids, and her eyes are a silvery-green color I've never seen before, hauntingly beautiful. Her skin is deeply tanned, like she spends a good amount of time in the sun, and she's short, only about 4'11, although she still looks like a fierce warrior. I can tell she has seen horrific things from the hardness in her expression, even when she doesn't look angry. "I am Artemis." She adds after a moment of silent observing. "Godd

She suddenly wipe her tears due to too much laughing. "Look! We had a guest. She's the famous Artemis from olympus, right your dearest and most treasured best friend." She caressed artemis hair. Persephone hold her hand and twisted it. "Touch her you bitch and i'll send you again in the pit of hell." She's about to lift her hand when a car from behind them shout at them to move their car aside. "Πόρνη" Persephone last word before she passed out.

“It’s nice to meet you Arya. I am Armand and my wolf is Tafari.” I said letting my joy seep into my voice. ~”Mate, Arya. My love. It’s a pleasure”~ Tafari said before letting out a happy yip. I heard a giggle come from Arya before she spoke again. ~”Tafari and Armand. I want to tell you who hurt Artemis. She has gone through so much. She is a beautiful human inside and out. I am only sorry I wasn’t there for her sooner. She has been tortured her whole life. There is only one year she can’t account for which is the very first year of her life. I think she was kidnapped when she was one years old. She is almost 17 now. I only came to her when she turned 12. That is when things began to get way

“Yes, I am Cara Nelson. It’s nice to meet you, King Ailduin.” Do I curtsy? Bow? I have no idea. But luckily he doesn’t seem offended by my lack of a gesture. “May I have the name of your wolf Cara Nelson.” Artemis pushes forward. “I am Artemis.” The king’s eyes brighten and a smile lights up his face. “Named after the Goddess of the Hunt I assume?” He asks her. She nods her head in agreement. “It is my pleasure to meet you Artemis, the first Guardian born of two Guardians.”

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa

My brother and I have a hunting accident. Artemis's curse strikes me.It incinerates my heart from the inside—I need an healing ritual. But my mother, the high priestess of Artemis's temple, summons every available healer… to my brother's chamber. He only has a few scratches, yet she orders a full ritual examination for him while I lie there hollow on the sacrificial stone. I beg her to help me, but she snaps, visibly annoyed, "Can't you stop vying for my attention for once? Your brother almost damaged a sacred bone!" In the end, I die on the altar. But after the news of my death spreads, my mother, who has always despised me, completely loses her mind.

I finally find my voice. “Yes” Natalia answers immediately, “she is not what you think she is and you must believe me. I agree I have some personal issues with her but wolves like her need to be separated from society. she is a threat to the lot of us” “And how do you want me to believe you?” “Do you think it was a coincidence that the two of you met?” Adeline asks, “the moon goddess has everything planned out and your so called Luna is aware of it, I suggest you do the needful before she birth your baby into this world”

A woman leaned close to them, smiling softly as she smoothed my son’s hair. The boy was Eren, the child I had nearly given up half my life force to bring into the world. The woman was not me. I was Persephone, goddess of spring, queen of the Underworld, and Hades’s wife under every sacred law. Not long after, Nympha posted her own update on the social feed. In the illustration, my mother’s pomegranate brooch lay beside a small charm of laurel and asphodel, clumsily woven by a child’s hands. Beneath it, she wrote:

Placing Olivia back in the crib she walked to answer it. Opening the door there was a heavier set woman. She was stunning. She had amber colored eyes, soft features, and medium length brown hair. her voice was soft and calming when she spoke. “Good morning, Luna. The Alpha sent me to get you. Breakfast is downstairs whenever you are ready to come down and I will send someone up to sit with the baby. My name is Jane is you need anything else” Jane said with a polite smile. “Thank you, Jane. And Luna?” Arya questioned becoming alarmed. Why would someone from another pack call her Luna. Was Alpha Mitchell here?

But I also know that Orchid's body is going through changes as she becomes conditioned by the power of the zone, and the closer we get to Source, the more profound and permanent these changes become. She may still be an outsider in her mind and her way of thinking, but her body is all omega now. Soon we come to a low, wooded hill, and before us is the waterfall. Its white water oozes from a rocky outcrop about ten meters high and falls into the dark pool below, churning its surface with white foam and raising clouds of mist that glow with a pale rainbow. Fragrant grass grows to the black volcanic rocks that line the pool, covered in moss.