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Vows of a huntress (a PJO fanfic)
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Ongoing, First published Aug 14, 2014
The Hunters of Artemis.

Swift, cunning, and above all the best at hunting skills.

They serve under the virgin goddess, Artemis. And as a maiden, they must reject boys and never fall in love with them. In return, they will be given immortality from the goddess.

But to Harp, is falling in love worth giving up her immortality?

~~~

He sighed in frustration and held his head down,"You keep pushing me away from you, Harp, yet you don't tell me why." His brown eyes met mine and I felt like melting."Why is that?"

I pushed the single strands of hair out of my face and looked away. But there was no escape; I couldn't fix this even if I wanted to. 

~~~

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