Percy Jackson And Artemis Romance Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ambrosia POV: I knew the moment I fell asleep I would be pulled to Athens realm and I could honestly use some of her wisdom. I was currently standing in the doorway of the play room for the kids, Artemis was such a good brother to Ari. The way he cared for her and never let her out of his sight told me we were doing everything right. This is the life every child should have. I felt arms wrap around me, "I think we should have like five more." Jackson whispered making me laugh. "Oh yeah? Why five?" I asked. "Just seems like a good number." Jackson said shrugging his shoulder. "Well one kid at a time, we have forever to it is possible." I laughed. "Mommy! Look what Ari built!" Artemis said hap

And now I had an eternity… "Forever," I whispered. "Forever…" he repeated as he held my hand and we looked at each other with love. Wherever he was, that was my home... Then I turned to Artemis. “Hello Artemis. Long time no see,” I said with a smirk. Goddess of vengeance is back!

“My dad has been ridiculed for years by Thor. She could've chosen any guy out of thousands. Not only are we about to lose our entire family's fortune, but now, my mother has slept with a man who stole everything from me. She lied about my fucking paternity.” Athena sighed and kissed me. It was slow and leisurely at first, savoring my taste as if I were the last piece of fruit plucked from a tree. Soon, however, passion and heat ignited inside us both, and we became more passionate. Her soft touch drove me mad with lust and desire. A deep groan escaped my lips, and I pulled her closer until my cock pressed against her belly. I wanted her, and I hoped the feeling passed to her. I knew she was

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 looked down to his hand and looked up again to meet his eyes with my knitted eyebrows. "It's unnecessary." I said. "C'mon, I just want to change your first impression of me." "You know, you're right because I thought you had autism but I realized you're just stupid, I'm Hera Areios and please stop being a pervert." I mocked and reached for his hand and we did a handshake, but the moment our hands touched, I felt a thousand volts of electrifying sensation that creeped up to my whole being, which caused me to release his hand immediately. I don't know if he felt it too but the way his rounded eyes widened, I know he felt it too but he hid it with a cough.

as soon as Emman said that, he took his exit around and only threw a smirk before leaving. It is when Frida and Beth began to tease me about him wherein I don’t feel something that is electrifying the same as what I feel toward Ares. I just pouted my lips before I fix my dress that has been dirty. This one should be a cloth I will be wearing to accompany Ares but I ended up being dirty. It is when Beth suddenly motioned her fingers and pointed it where Ares and men are. I saw that they are no longer discussing a private matter according to their actions.

She does not look like Lycan Joseph but with how young she looks, I assume that she is his daughter. She stands next to Jocob and with a smile, she greets him with "la bise". Leaning and kissing me on the cheek. "It’s always a pleasure to see you Lycan Austin." "You too." He responds "Did you change your perfume?" She suddenly asks him "No, I did not. Why did you ask?" "You suddenly smell different, not that I don’t like it or anything but it’s unlike you to change perfume, you know." She explains

One year. Three hundred and sixty-five days of having Arete as my charge. One year of stolen conversations in the Pegasus tavern with Saea, her acidic humor smoothing some of the roughness from each day. One year of stolen moments with Arete herself, slipping into dark corners to press desperately shut mouths together, hands grasping clothing and skin until hers was all I could see or feel, and my life as Keeper to House Ares didn’t seem quite so empty. It hadn’t been enough.

He glances over at River before he reaches out and pulls Clem into a hug. “I want to do this.” She whispers and I look away, letting them have this moment, a farewell before Artemis loses his last chance at a chosen mate of the girls he was falling for. I almost feel bad for him, but one of them is my mate. My ability to empathize is overshadowed by the jealousy that he had a relationship with Tatum I can never have.

She had paced back and forth earlier, but now her tension had dissolved into a motionless, simmering fury. "I don't believe he did that," Artemis breathed softly, her voice trembling. "Ace erased all of my memories of him—of us. All those times, lost like they never existed." Her hand was clenched around the bedsheet. "Is it possible for a person to demolish love like that and remain a leader?"