The Mark Of Athena Novels & Stories

They were both beautiful and wise. They came towards Amy and held her by both hands. " It is time for your session, Luna," Adrianna the calm one said." " You don't get to hold her for now," Kamara said to Theodore. She stuck her tongue out at him, she had always been a mischievous person right from childhood. Theodore just looked at Amy with a helpless gaze. She looked back right at him and replied," I don't have much say, you have always known Kamara." She left with the ladies.

Athena placed her head on his chest, it’s been a long time she had been that close to a man, although she knew she should be wary of him but after spending the past hours with him, she felt like she had known him forever and what’s more, she enjoyed his company, it was strange when she thinks of it but it felt like she had known him somewhere before. “What’s your name?” he whispered above her head. “Athena.” “Hmm, in Greek, Athena was the goddess of wisdom, are you like her?” “I don’t know if I would say I am wise, but my mom always said that when she first looked into my eyes, it was filled with wisdom and the name came to her immediately. She said she had wanted to call me Marla but then i

I leaned carefully to see my Aunt and Joanna. “I looked everywhere for it, didn't find any,” My aunt responded, her tone was as low as she could get it. “I don't think she has a mark. So I don't think there's a need to bring her into the life, the life that her father fought to keep her out of,” “The girl deserves to know. She's still going to have questions because with or without the mark, the blood is in her vein,” Joanna retorted sharply. I figured I had heard enough and it was clearly a conversation I shouldn't be caught listening to. I backed away slowly but my back bumped into someone.

"I admit I was wrong in the past. I'll make it up to her slowly. But what does that make Jasper, taking advantage of her grief?" At that moment, the ceremony reached the exchange of the mating mark. The High Priest held up a moonstone and asked me, the future Luna, if I was willing to accept the Alpha's mark. Kade could no longer contain his raging wolf. He shook off Chloe's hand and lunged for the altar. But he was intercepted by enforcers who were already on alert. He struggled but couldn't break free. All he could do was scream at the top of his lungs, "Anya, don't let him mark you!"

I would throw every last bit of power I had into it. I hunched over, barely noticing the throbbing in my gums as my teeth lengthened, and for a moment my mouth hovered hesitantly over the nape of my mate’s neck. Then I bit down, breaking skin, and the coppery-iron taste of his blood came spilling into my mouth as I Marked him. This is going to scar, I mused cynically to myself, wincing, but the observation lasted for barely a moment before I was plunged into a world of vibrant colors and emotions so overpowering I almost lost my footing at the joy of discovering that something remained of Hector.

I had been able to see the labels above people's heads ever since I was little. When I was three, my grandpa held a family dinner at his house. Dad showed up with his secretary, Vivian Clarke. The moment she walked through the door, she went straight to Mom's seat. She rubbed her lower back and smiled sweetly. "Mrs. Lincoln, I hope you don't mind. Mr. Lincoln and I have been working on a project all day, and we're exhausted." I looked around the room. Above Eric's head was a glaring label. "Cheater." Above Mom's head was a dull gray label. "Loser." And above Vivian's head was a brightly shining label. "Ultimate gold digger." I immediately tugged on Eric's sleeve and asked loudly, "Dad, what

“You never were.” They stared at the mark together. Then Aria whispered, “Come back to me.” Somewhere, far away — chained in golden light, Athena opened her eyes. And smiled. Still bound. Still burning. Still waiting. But not for long.

Make him ours as we are his. I saw Lukas's eyes widen, reading my intention—or perhaps hearing Ares express the same desire. "Ares wants the same thing," he murmured, tilting his head to expose the strong column of his neck to me. "He wants your mark on us." Athena pushed forward enough that I felt my canines lengthen, my vision edging with gold as I leaned down to the juncture where his neck met his shoulder. I bit down, breaking skin, claiming him as he had claimed me. He groaned in pleasure, his hands on my hips shifting partially to claws that broke my skin, marking me in turn.

His eyes opened wide. “There is an inscription.” I nodded, suddenly remembering. Yes. There was an inscription. What? “Something in Greek, I think,” I said. “Latin,” he corrected. “Spina rosam et congregari Salem,” he said, and then looked at me, as if expecting me to understand. I had no idea. I never had. “It says: The rose and the thorn meet in Salem.” He stared at me, and I stared back. My mind raced, wondering what that could mean. His eyes had shone with a newfound purpose.

"Yeah I know just pulling ya balls. I think you should see my date to the date. Hehehe" Marcus stepped out of his car and another woman from the opposite side of the car followed suite. The lady was dressed in a royal blue dress and she possessed strong feminine features such as a big waist, puffed chest , charming face and a big backside. Adrian widened his eyes in shook and yelled "Athena!!!!???" The lady spoke "Yes , Adrian God of fire and destruction , I'm Athena goddess of wisdom and I'm here to accompany Marcus on what Earthlings refers to as 'date's. Long time no see I've been wanting to meet you in person"