Son Of Artemis Novels & Stories

George said through gritted teeth, irritated by Margot's outburst. Margot, out of all of them, knew the most about Arte. She knew Artemis had a sister named 'Khi'; she knew Arte was a nickname. But all of this was known by George, Mia and Lillian too. What Margot knew more than they was that Artemis came from a powerful family. She didn't know which family or what her role in said family was. But she knew Arte wasn't just a nobody or a small somebody, and she knew about Apollo not being dead, but in a coma.

They were his blood, no matter how much it hurt to admit. I kissed my son’s forehead, sensing his strength, his future as a leader. “You were always meant to be Lucian,” I murmured. “The light of our lives.” Then I turned to my daughter, my tiny star, who had fought so hard to be born. “And you,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “You are Artemis, named after the one who created us all. You’ll never be prey to anyone.” Using those names felt like honoring a ghost, but as I watched them settle against me, I knew it was the only way to be whole.

"This isn’t the time. This is what caused this whole fucking mess in the first place. Just go." He looked gutted, his golden eyes dimmed. He let out a disappointed growl, but I thought he looked so fucking hot, even disappointed. Jeremiah adjusted his shirt and opened the door of his side of the jeep, stepping out into the moonlight, standing there like some tragic god. "Please," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "Bring back our son." Our son? I liked the way that sounded from his mouth. And maybe just maybe I wanted to become his Luna after all, but I still needed time.

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 memories that come when I see the place where Clint and Donovan died is nothing compared to the flood of memories that start when I see Angel and Alessia. But the dam breaks when I see Cara and Artemis. I don’t know what it is about her, maybe because Artemis is the daughter of my Guardian spirit, but everything comes flooding back. It’s overwhelming and while I was embarrassed to have Eli carrying me, I’m not sure I could have walked on my own.

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.

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.