Son Of Artemis Novels & Stories

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.

He concludes. “Say something I don’t know.” “If you can’t catch it, you can borrow it from its owner.” He suggests and suddenly my insides light up with hope. A smile finds its way to his lips when he sees the wheels turn in my head. “It belongs to Artemis!” I spring up from my bed in excitement. I can almost see myself walking to Arles’ palace with the Golden Hind. “But how am I going to call Artemis? And why would she lend me her sacred Hind?” I ask. Artemis is the goddess of hunting and wilderness and on what grounds would she lend her Hind to a mortal like me?

He found solace in the quiet moments with Demetrius, who nurtured his intellectual curiosity, while the arena training instilled discipline, strength, and an unwavering spirit. Artemis, observing her husband's unrelenting training regimen, was torn between her desire for Alcides to excel as a scholar and her respect for Rhesus' expertise in the ways of the gladiators. She believed that their son had the potential to be more than just a fighter; he could be a leader, a thinker, and a symbol of hope.

Artemis said as she waved her hand to her left. Not even a moment later, Cosmo and Ryleigh appeared beside her. They were both tied up, with chains wrapped around their wrists. Hunter couldn’t hold me back this time when I tried rushing forward. In a blink of an eye, I stood before my daughter, pulling her toward me. “Aw, how sweet. You almost want to make me want a daughter of my own.” Artemis sighed. “Not!” She roared as she returned to dancing around Caleb’s body.

It made the three men quite shifty. “You know,” Byron said after a while. “I think Lex’s right after all. I have scanned every nook and cranny of the web and nothing came up concerning the Sons of Hades. In fact he had no sons; only daughters. Not many people believe in the existence of Zagerus. It may be just another,” Byron cleared his throat and tugged his collar uncomfortably, “just another false information – as Lex said.” Bob looked expectantly at his friend who hasn’t moved an inch since. He looked frozen and grey in the face. “Well, Lex, what do you think about that? Could we be chasing a goose?”

He growled and leaned forward, only to be slammed back again by Cleo. “You think Gunner is weak, and yet the Moon Goddess herself picked him to be with her chosen daughter. You thought that you could replace her True Mate with that pretender. Please. Origin Wolf is a joke. They are egotistical and self-important douchebags. They have been since that first idiot, Gill” I snapped. My voice getting louder and harder as I spoke. I stepped forward and leaned down, placing each of my hands on the armrests, forcing Artemis to lean back further. I moved my head to his ear and growled.

“She is, in fact, our new daughter.” “She doesn’t have any family.” Nathan said, “Except an uncle that tried to use her to fund his own misery. She won’t understand all of you or how to relate to any of you either.” “Well, then it is in luck that we have plenty to share. We will also strive to not overwhelm her, but she does have a family now.” Maverick chuckled. “Talk to her. Her name is Kathleen, correct?” “Yes, dad,” Nathan said. “I guess this is a good time to tell you something else.”

Her ever-present bow was slung over her shoulder, expression sombre and vigilant. And padding between them was a familiar young panda twirling a ring of keys around his drumstick like a circus maestro. Caladon. I remembered how annoying he was. Forget Selene and the panda. My eyes darted to Artemis, and my anger spiked. Thoughts of my daughter raced in my mind. My precious baby. Taken. It was an unshakable loss that lived in my bones. I rushed to the booth that separated us and slammed my hands against the glass. “Give me back my daughter, Artemis! You played a dirty trick. It wasn’t a fair game. I want her back now.”

In and out. We made out way quicker than I imagined over to the other side. Once we were there, he smiled down at me. "Miss Reign, a pleasure to see you again. Unfortunately for you, it will not be for long. It surprised me actually, I never thought that Miss Smith would actually give up her most prized possession, but I guess everyone has a price-" I could see the barrel of the gun held in Jace's hand line for his father's head. This was the first time that I had see fear in his eyes, his own son was the one holding the gun, the ammunition. Almost instantly all gun went up. "Son. My son, would you ever do this to me, your own father-"

He followed the sight of it and saw it eating crumbs of probable bread. That's when he saw his sister, Artemis, the 5th Daughter of the Berhalksawn family and the daughter of An. "Artemis.." Alkhun caught her attention and she smiles. The beauty of one of Artemis was noticeable, her curly silver hair, white skin, and purple eyes. The signature on the An family, known for their kindness. Yes, Artemis was one of his kindest siblings in the palace. "Is that allowed?" Alkhun asked out of nowhere.