Percy Jackson Lost Husband Of Artemis Fanfiction Novels & Stories

- "Please leave. NOW. Before I mind-link my dad." Sadness washes over Lee's face as he looks at me. He grabs his clothes and storms out of the room. I curl into the bed, and another wave of pain makes my chest crumble to pieces. Artemis is so important to me that I will most likely fall into depression again if she disappears. -"I am so sorry, Artemis. I promise you that I won't do this again. I will wait for our true mate, even if he never recognizes us as his. Please, Artemis, don't be in pain." I beg her through the link.

We had been together every day since the twins' birth, partners in parenthood and monarchy alike, but that deeper connection—the soul-deep knowing of each other—had been severed, leaving a phantom pain that never quite subsided. "I've missed you too," he breathed, understanding exactly what I meant. His fingers traced the curve of my cheek, my jaw, the sensitive skin of my throat where his mark had once claimed me. The touch sent shivers cascading down my spine, my body remembering what my soul had lost. Artemis stirred within me, her golden presence reaching instinctively toward Aeson, seeking that familiar connection. *Mate,* she whined, the word heavy with longing. *Find mate again.*

"Do you, Alpha Artemis Vasquez…" My ears dropped dead when I heard the name 'Artemis' I'm getting married to the man who found pleasure in killing. I have heard the stories of how he tortured his victims and wiped out parks. Most importantly, I heard he kept records of his dead victims. Now I understood why Evelyn couldn't help but snicker when I took the stage. I bet she saw me in hell. I pulled myself backward, freeing my arms but careful enough to not incur his wrath. I can't risk being torn to pieces on my wedding day even though it would have taken all the pain away. Running isn't an option because my feet were numb, glued to the ground.

"Don't be so stupid! Joseph was in love with you. Why would he leave you if it wasn't for..." "Enough!" I cut him off, my face red with rage. "I didn't love him. I didn't even like him. It was me who wanted us to get divorced. Can you understand that?" "Mr... Mr. Hertz!" As soon as I'd finished shouting, I could hear people behind me saying Joseph's name with a sense of reverence and respect. I could feel my spine tense as I slowly turned around. Joseph was there, walking toward us with an ominous look on his face.

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 shook his head and sincerely said, “Aria, I’ll support everything you do. I won’t make you give anything up. I’ll make sure there’s no danger around us so that you won’t be affected. “I love you, everything about you, including your career. I’m willing to do anything to build a family with you. I’ll always protect you and our future family.” I blushed and whispered as I leaned my head on his shoulder, “Let’s have a baby, then.” After Lucas learned about this, he grabbed my arm. His eyes turned red with anger. His voice was hoarse as he said, “But you used to say that you only wanted children with me! How could you have children with another man?!”

I ordered, he raised a brow and chuckled. “Can’t, but I won’t say I don’t like you, but my God, you look damn sexy in that red dress you wore to the club, I felt like…….like” he paused. “Tearing it off and doing wicked things to me” I finished for him. Arthur grinned he laughed out loud, somewhere away, Flint backed excitedly when he heard Arthur laugh. Arthur's hand on my butt tightened. “I am glad I married a vixen for a wife” he said and I fell in love again, I smiled contentedly as Arthur carried me in, maybe this marriage wasn’t bad at all, I sure would find out.

One of the few photos we had together: Victor, stone-faced as always, but with his arm locked tight around my waist. My fingertip traced across his face on the screen. The phone rang. Louis. Victor's younger brother and the Serpent Clan's famously elegant second-in-command. Right now, though, his voice had lost every trace of composure. He sounded like he was falling apart. "You can't divorce him just because he got hurt." "He's the one who insisted," I reminded him quietly. "Ever since he lost his memory, he's been pushing for it. Honestly, I figured you'd be happy about this."

Artemis was starting to get bored when a girl approached him. “Hi, I'm Rica,” the redhead introduced with a bright smile. Artemis didn’t smile back. He was not interested in talking to anyone who wasn’t Lucian. The girl dropped her hand awkwardly. “Uhm… I just wanted to say you look really good. I saw you with your friend earlier so I thought….” “Husband,” Artemis corrected, sticking a cigarette in his mouth. “Huh?” Her mouth hung open. “I said he’s my husband. Now leave me alone,” he grumbled, flicking on his lighter. Just then, his eyes caught Lucian approaching and he quickly threw down the cigarette, crushing it under his feet.

Persephone said, "Please. I do not want this day going any worse. I-" "The real reason I came was to tell you to come with me," Artemis cut in. Persephone stared at her. "What?" Artemis walked to her, her voice sounding softer with every step, "I have watched you for so long and I do not want you feeling more hurt than necessary." "I am fine here," Persephone stressed out. "I was fine before you came." "Leonidas laid with Loukas." The words made the world stop, just for a second, just for a tiny second but Persephone could tell that her heart stopped as well. "No, he did not."