Son Of Artemis Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And the first encounter was unforgettable. There's a bike parked in front of the mansion and I got on it. I was playing on the bike, suddenly someone pushed me off of the bike. I cried out and when I looked back, I first met Artemis. He's a twenty-four years old guy with a nastiest mind, deadly handsome face and figure and hot temper. From the beginning, he couldn't tolerate me at all. He wasn't happy that his father married my mother. But he wasn't like that toward my sister.

' The Creator regarded her his deep blue eyes fathomless and reached out to touch her but the she stepped back again knowing that if she let him he would be able to assess her power, 'Don't touch me. She snapped and then did something that surprised them all she clapped her hands and all three of them became trapped in dark clouds that whipped around them held there by a strong wind. All three struggled but could not break free and they could only watch as she walked away from them,

It is nearly cute how he tries his best to keep his conversation upright, stuttering along as he fights to answer my Luna’s questions. “If you want, you could train with my sons,” Artemisia singsongs, causing the sip of the hot beverage I just took to go down the wrong pipe. How painful, by the way. I cough, and she reaches out to caress my back soothingly as she continues unbothered. “My eldest son has come back from his training in the Royal Pack. I’m sure that you could profit and learn a lot from him.” ‘Why are you helping him? Getting him stronger wouldn’t benefit us in any way,’ I mind link her, but she just giggles, waving her hand dismissively.

"You need to stay away from Athena. Prepare yourself for the bond breaking." I would have punched him in the face if he weren't Athena's dad. I stepped closer to him, but my dad stopped me, creating a barrier between us. "I won't stay away from her. You hear me? I love her, and she loves me. The Moon Goddess gave me to her, and I don't give a damn what's at stake. I'm ready to live with it." My heart was pounding with rage. Athena looked like she was about to cry. Her dad sighed and shook his head.

Jason stared at me in disbelief, his voice hoarse as he said, "Jerry… What did he just call me?" I lowered my eyes and smiled faintly, replying with a soft trace of mockery, "Isn't this exactly what you wanted? Alpha King Jason of the Northern Realm?" All these years, Jason never once acknowledged our mate bond in public—even though we bore the Moon Goddess's bonded mark and even though we had a pup. He never allowed Jerry to call him "Father" in front of anyone.

brown-hair backhanded her the moment her lips stopped moving, stars swimming behind Artemis' eyes. "You're already done, SWEETHEART," she whispered, using the earlier term of endearment that the bald man used. Brown-hair's knuckles were red, Baldy's knuckles were pure white. Arte's vision blurred at the edges. But inside? She was steel. Her mother's daughter. This was a big chunk of the reason Arte had been chosen for the position from a young age, skipping over Khione. Khione never had it in her. But Artemis? Those mismatched eyes were dangerous and cold from the moment they opened. She was, in every sense, her mother's daughter. The difference was, Diana learned. Arte's was natural.

My Alpha mate Kieran ordered our eight-year-old son to burn my mother alive because of his Omega assistant's lies. I cried and begged the pack members around us to help me put out the fire. "Mom—" My mate and my own son, because of an Omega's lies and their complete lack of trust in me, really killed my mother who didn't have much time left anyway. I stumbled and staggered as I lifted my mother's blood-soaked body onto my back, racing desperately toward the healing center.

Her father pushed his way through the throng, his cloak askew, his face between rage and anguish. End this now!" Artemis bellowed, his voice cracking with desperation. His eyes settled on his daughter—his strong Alpha heir, now a public spectacle in chains. The sight ripped him apart. His fists shook as if only just managing to restrain himself from tearing each guard limb from their body.

I said. She seemed lost in thought for a couple of seconds and started to laugh as if I had cracked a joke. "You are really dumb, Selene; they played you well, and I am sure Danica is behind this," she said. "What do you mean by that?" I ask, both confused and angry. "You are so naive, Selene; I am sure Xavier decided the day. It is because they know who you are; they know you are the daughter of the moon, and they even know if something happens to you, the moon goddess herself will come to help you.

Silver eyes gleamed, cruel and final. “My son,” Marcus growled, “you will wed Selene Stormfang. And you will end this farce tonight.” The bond between Damien and Emilia burned white-hot, stretched to the breaking point— And snapped taut with pain.