Son Of Artemis Novels & Stories

she continued flaring the heat up. "I told you to shut up" the lady tried covering her ears, "For a demon, it hurt your pride that a wolf would reject you and not just any wolf but the demon wolf, the son of Hades and Athena the goddess of war and beauty. If he had accepted you what would that have made you, the queen of demons and a Luna to the wolves, I bet you like that until the white wolf appeared and took all that away from you" Hazel added in a loud tone,

I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair. "Miss Snyder's pack is the RedHunter, who in addition to serving Selene, also has as her protector Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt and the Moon. This gives them great power with the others, because their blood has dual royalty, even if they are not Lycans, their warriors can fight like Lycans, even without being trained. With Artemis' blessing, she asks her sons and daughters to be faithful and remain virgins until the day they meet their chosen or destined."

And it can be said that they have already forgotten that it ever happened. "I don't know, daughter," Goddess Amphitrite after a while begrudgingly replied to princess Linda's question. "The voice said he is a demigod, then who is his father?" Her last born asked. "GOD POSEIDON," Goddess Amphitrite whispered in fright and unconsciously settled down. He alone can father a demigod who will be the next God of the sea. But who is the son? Isn't it Logan?" "It seems that even you mother doesn't know who he is so what will you do now?" The second-born princess asked.

"What's the difference? I mean, I can sense the aura from the ladies back in our pack, some seem stronger than others, but none like you, Selene, even Blake. Why is that?" He chuckles, lowering his head and giving me an amused look. "My mother is none other than Artemis, the guardian of our Goddess Selene's realm, which makes me as well as Selene not just werewolves, but demigods. My mouth gawked openly at his revelation. This was too much for me. I can barely handle all these changes, now I'm finding that I'm mated to a primord-wolf slash demigod? Holy mother of pearl. He chuckles, nodding his head and wrapping his arms around me. "I know, it's a lot to take in. Believe me, I had it rough p

The war drained them with each blow thrown at us. ‘Orion,’ Sophia stood. Zeus and Apollo glanced at me. I was the son of Sophia‘s handmaiden. She took pity on me when my mother ran off with a man. She had me taken care of and I found favour in Zeus’ eyes when I joined his army. I bowed. She took my hands and fought the urge to pull them back. My body stiffened knowing Zeus could kill me for her actions. ‘You must find Artemis.’ She ordered. Her once smooth spotless skin turned pale. Her brown hair lost its shine, dark bags formed under her eyes. The goddess was weak. Hera sucked the power out of her with each attack. Not having Artemis, had to steal life from her too.

“You expect me to give up our daughter? The Moon Goddess gifted her to us. She’s ours, Sable.” “What kind of parents would we be if we didn’t protect her?” Sable snaps back. “She’s not just powerful, Artemis—she’s marked. She has the blood of divinity in her veins. And that silver wolf? It’s a death sentence if she stays here.” I can feel Silvara stir within me, her presence a mirror of my own ache. Then— Knock. Knock. “Artemis,” my mother whispers. “Were you expecting anyone?” “No,” he replies, reaching for the door. “Quick—grab Anika. Hide her.”

His manly voice a while ago suddenly disappears and his true personality emerges, “B-I-T-C-H”, he sings and spells at the same time, “You are one mean bitch, Ava!”, continuing with his rhythmic complaints and his annoying accent. “Yes, you have a perfect body but that doesn’t cut to my taste,” and rolled his eyes at me. He laughs sarcastically, “And I abandoned the name Arthur, you know that, selfish bitch.” Then he spins like a crazy guy, “I am now called Artemis, as in the Greek goddess, representation of women and childbirth… the personification of womanhood!” as if he is in some kind of a beauty pageant.

He entered Mortimer's cell. Mortimer looked up, expecting the see the King or Prince Clyde as usual. "Mortimer" Jason called "Who are you?" Mortimer asked "I'm Jason, I'm a druid, from Axifon" Mortimer's eyes lit up in surprise. He had heard of him. "Sire" He called Jason bent down "You'll soon be saved, I promise, I wish I could help but I can't tamper with what is supposed to happen" He said and stood up.

I think his name is Francis and well, Patty and George had twins, a boy, and a girl - Bernard and Bridget. I will say our lives have been perfect except the not having a child part but even that part ends today as our son arrives. A new chapter will begin in our life from now. My son is now cleaned up and ready for his mother's milk but seeing how peacefully Cora is sleeping, I don't want to wake her but when the young one begins to bawl, she is awakened by the sound.

“Her life will feel like hell. The only way to prevent that is to hide her presence.” The only thing that could prevent this riot was to hide the birth of this child from the world. Melia felt her heart squeeze, she dropped tears. "The one born during a lunar eclipse," Percy said. He kissed the forehead of his newborn daughter. "A girl who has a birthmark in the shape of a moon between her heart and her heart." "Yesran ..." Percy said the name of her daughter. “Yesran is that child, Melia.” Melia nodded weakly. She continued her husband's words. “The child in the prophecy, the woman was chosen by the Moon Goddess as a special person. A reinforcer, a healer, as well as a woman who will give b