The Mark Of Athena Full Book Novels & Stories

Azrael The moment I mentioned the mark, Athena quickly grabbed her hair from my hand and pulled it forward to cover the side of her neck. “It isn’t a mating mark,” she said immediately. I frowned, I knew exactly what I saw. It looked healed already, faded slightly with time, but it was still recognizable. I had seen mating marks before. There was no way I could mistake it for something else. “I know what a mating mark looks like, Athena,” I said slowly, studying her face carefully. “You never mentioned being mated already.”

“I’m not questioning you. I'm just staying what I've observed. You're treating a condemned traitor like a lost pup. It makes me wonder where your true loyalties lie — with the Alpha?... or with her…” I gasped. “My loyalties are to the throne alone, Gaius.” Damien declared. “Athena is just a prisoner and I was keeping her alive for questioning. Nothing more. Nothing less.” What? “Good,” Gaius said triumphantly. “Then, you wouldn't mind if I reassigned you, right?” I bit my lip so hard, I tasted blood. A heavy silence filled the air. After a few seconds passed, Damien replied. “As you wish.”

Both of us were soaked. Seeing that I had also been splashed, the villager hurried forward, intending to apologize. However, the moment he looked at me, he fell silent as he stared in shock. I paused for a moment before realizing something was wrong. My heart sank. Sure enough, Aldric’s gaze shifted back and forth between Rosalind and me. “The Princess’s mark on her forehead washed away with the water, but Lady Leanora’s makeup faded… and revealed a real birthmark! Lady Leanora… She is the true Chosen One!”

Some of the family's business associates also came to pay their respects. Athena's father was the founder of a renowned gallery in the country, the Picture Perfect Gallery, established for them by her late mother. Her mother, a well-known painter, passed on to Athena the passion and skill for painting. However, when her stepmother and her child entered their lives, Athena no longer focused on her artistic pursuits. This was because her stepmother took over the management of the gallery, while Athena busied herself with other matters and tried working elsewhere. Eventually, she met Egon, the first man she loved and trusted, who ultimately betrayed and deceived her.

The night my mom died was the night the leader of the black werewolf and vampire - The almighty one as he's being called tried to take the life of the Elected one, so he won't be dethroned. No wonder the town was in disarray that particular night , it's quite obvious that these beings and humans can't peaceful coexist , we would continue to be their prey. My mission alongside other humans who have been victims of vampire attacks is to eradicate them all. Everyone of them including the Almighty one!!. California ... Athena's POV continued. "What in the world just happened?!" I thought staring at the book terrified. I raised my hands up to my face and looked at it , I don't have super powers r

After Chris and Elena went to the market, Agatha went to the living room to take a seat and read some books. At this time, there was only Agatha and a few omegas on duty in the backyard. And this was an opportunity for the rogue to pretend to be an omega male and offer Agatha to drink the water he brought. "Excuse me, Luna. I brought you some water to drink." The rogue placed a glass of water on the table in front of Agatha, then bowed his head.

Whispers erupted immediately. Dread plummeted like a lead weight in my stomach. The heavy glass doors of the building pushed open. Athena walked out. She wasn't alone. Two large campus security officers flanked her, their hands gripping her upper arms tightly. Athena’s face was entirely pale. Her hazel eyes darted frantically around the growing crowd of whispering students. She spotted me instantly. The sheer, raw terror in her expression physically stopped my heart. *Sienna’s trap.*

This was how it would end for me, being forced, broken, and marked by my worst nightmare. My mind screamed at me for not listening to Aiden. He had warned me about this. So did Rhea. If only I had stayed behind, if only I hadn’t let curiosity or guilt lead me to this place, maybe none of this would be happening. Rhea couldn’t even say anything because she was also hurting. Jackson’s canines were now only a few inches away from my neck. I could feel his warm breath touching my skin, the spot where he planned to mark me tingling with dread. My entire body froze like ice.

after removing her head from the water.They entered and before they could pick up the towel and soap Athena motioned to the brown skin one and the thin girl paled. "Leave the bathing to her, find Damien Buchanan and tell him to be here in an hour."The girl could have done much better hiding her relief as she curtsied and scurried away."Where is the other girl you usually come with." She preferred the brunette, she didn't look at Athena like she was expecting to be devoured. Her fingers stopped forming the lather and she looked surprised."She has dismissed your majesty."“Why?”"She got pregnant out of wedlock."“The man won't accept her?”"She doesn't know who it is. They raped her."“They?”“Yes

I managed to ask, needing confirmation that this wasn't some figment of my imagination but a genuine request in the real world. A smile teased her lips as if she understood the perplexity I felt. She turned toward me, her hand reaching out to graze my cheek, leaving a trail of tingling sparks in its wake. "I'm asking you to mark me." Holy shit! I had never not believed in heavens and angels, but today, all my convictions were shattered. There existed no realm or inhabitants within it, apart from the one I beheld with my own eyes—Athena. She was my heaven. If I were to worship her until my dying breath, and then go to hell, I would not hesitate for a single moment.