Project Artemis Book Novels & Stories

You will find the first book on my profile page, with the same theme as the book cover of A Trip To Remember. Kindly comment on your feedback, I would love to read them and use them to reflect on my writing and strive to be better. This is the third book I am going to write for the year 2021, and I hope you'll enjoy reading this and enjoy another journey with Zhanaia and Dion. Long life, Mickeys! xx Mics Artemia xx

Selene replies, “It's possible. Still, the reason doesn't leave me calm.” I watch as Selene makes her book appear by snapping her fingers. And there it is. An identical copy to the one Artemis has, except for the cover: a full moon. Both sisters start turning the pages frantically, discussing notes and making comments about things that I don't understand. Selene finally said, “Good. Tell her what we think happened to Hecate. Now go away. I'm waiting for the arrival of a couple of werewolves.” I watch as Artemis hugs her sister and kisses her on the cheek. Then she says, “Take care, sister! I will be back.”

Alcides felt a surge of energy, a revelation that hinted at the untold chapters of his life. The room remained cloaked in secrecy, a sanctuary where revelations and desires intertwined. The journey toward understanding Alcides' destiny had just begun, and Artemis held the key to unlocking the mysteries that lay ahead. As Artemis continued her artful seduction, Alcides found himself entangled in a web of desire and intrigue. The lines between reality and illusion blurred as Artemis skillfully manipulated the situation, drawing him closer with each lingering touch and whispered word.

"Yeah, Bluebella. I'm here." “Cute.” Artemis lowly admired. “Your love is undeniably strong. I've never cared to see how humans loved each other.” She folded her arms, tapping her fingers. “Love to me is dreamy. Many try to get it in reality, but very few seldom obtain it. Bond or no bond, eventually people lose the ones they love.” “We are done here.” I rasped, jaws ticking. Enough of the speech. Artemis nodded with a faint smile. She placed the panda cub to sit beside her. Then she bowed her head, holding her palms in front of her, bringing them closer together. In the measured space between them, a mystical glass globe with colorful magical energy of the universe irradiating it.

I tipped my head up and exhaled heavily. “You were born to intrude in my life?” Apollo finally said when Artemis was handing over the exam schedule to me. Artemis shrugged. “Yeah, that’s a give-in.” “Natasha can handle her tests on her own,” Apollo growled. “I know,” he replied. He pointed to a thin book lying at the edge of the table of the living room. “That’s a compilation of questionnaires from the past five years,” he said to Natasha, ignoring his big brother. “I suggest that you read through it and see what kind of questions come.”

I couldn’t afford to let anything else in my life sink. A certain green book on Samiya’s vanity mocked me, whispering to me how I managed to fail in so many areas, and so it was only a matter of time before I bridged the gap between us and grabbed it. Leaning against the wall, I began to go through Artemis’ diary. Most of the pages included him yearning endlessly for Helene and documenting how the witches helped him. There were lines upon lines of redundant information; however, the only thing I happened to be interested in was what exactly made Samiya think Artemis was Meidran and how the man seemed to have everything under control.

Artemis pov Artemis what have you done? I said I said to myself with a lot of regrets with a lot of hatred a lot of anger a lot of confusion are used to wish I can disappear into the same here but because I can't I am in the Greeks mansion and I have to get out of here before I do something else different from what I have done before, at this point I don't know if I am doom or if doom just decided to locate me because it has all vine from bad to worse , it's never getting better, it doesn't seem like it ever will!

However, the word he had earlier heard interrupted his flow of thoughts, and the emotions that were creeping into him. Arthmata, Arthmata, Arthmata. The words resounded in his head in the very manner and pace the woman had said it. It, however, sounded more of a ghostly echo. Who was that woman? And what the hell is Arthmata? The woman looked worried when he met her. Their car had rammed into a truck. However, one thing caught his eye- Her eyes. When he first saw them, the top right quarter of her iris was red, the top left corner green, a the lower right quarter blue and the remaining quarter orange, and it seemed to glow dimly. The pupil was black, but it was blacker that the pupil anyone

Artemis massaged his temple after hearing everything from Caroline. (Author Note: This is book 2. That’s why I’m not going into detail about Brandon and Sophia, so if you are interested, you can check Book 1: Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies)

Cela asked apologetically. Lora looked to Hyun. “Do you think you can come up with at least a draft that you are comfortable proposing by end of this month?” Lora asked. “I’ll try to send you before that day. I’m really sorry. I don’t mean to be difficult,” Cela said. “I understand you but for this third book, there are other producers of the show not just me. Please work on that soon,” Lora said. “Why don’t you go to the park, Ms. Cela? You'll be more inspired there,” Hyun suggested that she write in the Trees Park.