Atla Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Zev can do what he wants to help me.” Oh, so my friend gets to choose… But I didn’t mind. I’d be the one touching her, the one making her cum. And I loved that she trusted me not to hurt her. I would never do anything to harm that beautiful pink pussy of hers. ‘Until she births your children…’ Atlas said, making me push him to the back of my mind. I did not want to think about that right now. Atalanta lay on her back, opening her legs for me, and I dove in headfirst, licking her up and down, wanting to taste her again and again.

"And Ethan with Eleanor? Cheating behind your back all this while? That's insane. How can Ethan cheat when he already has a mate?!" "He can cheat all he wants now. I'm no longer his mate," "But you said you can still feel a tug between you two, right?" "Yeah, and I'm gonna keep being relentless till he finally accepts my rejection," "Knowing what he truly is now, don't you think he's gonna try and get back at you for rejecting him? He looked really pissed up at night at the barbecue party," Layla pointed out, glancing at her friends who's eyes remained fixed to the ceiling.

I nod, taking a deep breath, breathing in his scent to soothe my nerves. Dahlia clears her throat, “Hey Atti, what if you guys hold off one more night for a real date? Maybe just do something private tonight like snuggling and watching movies.” Atlas stares into my eyes. “Your choice, El; I just want you happy.” Being wrapped in his embrace all night sounds like a dream. I nod, “An easy night in sounds nice.” He kisses my forehead, and with that, my worries drift away.

he growled. "I don't understand why you waste your time with her," Tenny, a tall blonde a few months older than me, said. Every girl in school desired Ray. After all, he was going to be the next alpha. Even without the promise of power, his good looks would gain him plenty of attention. He was over six feet tall with solid muscle, wavy black hair, piercing amber eyes, and a strong masculine jaw. He was like a walking dream. Luckily, his attractiveness was wasted on me. He was an awkward kid, and by the time he resembled a Greek god, I knew what type of person he was.

She says and that makes my heartbeat faster with something I wasn’t exactly sure of. I tell her about how we never exchange contact years ago, so we had no way to find each other, then I tell her how I saw him again unexpected during his last show, but I don’t tell her about my connection to Nick his brother. Hailee listens to every word I say, swooning and insisting that it must be fate. By the time we finish our coffee, I’d say we’re already friends. We exchange contact details and social media handles. She’s taken aback when she discovers that I’m Athena Castellanos and even more surprised to learn that my mother is Camila Ferreira. Hailee mentions that she always thought I looked familia

ELENA I’d spent the past few days pondering so hard on everything that’s happened recently, and the crazy web of fate I’d found myself tangled in, with the Grants. Just why in the flying fuck was all this happening? First it was Braden, the one I actually loved. Then it was Luke. The bastard that deceived and seduced me just to steal from me. Now, it was Atlas. The drop-dead gorgeous, six feet tall, striking-blue-eyed man I’d impulsively had a night-stand with.

Luke pulled her into the house while their hands were intertwined. Athalia is happy because they’re together now, there’s no reason for her to deny her feelings. But until when she'll confess her feelings toward Luke? She has a girlfriend and Charles will be her boyfriend soon when she's ready to say her 'yes' to him. Come what may. For now, Athalia won’t think about that. She will make all the days they haven't together because the time will come when their paths will part again. Because they're not meant to be. It hurts, but she has to accept it.

My Mila. “Come on in the both of you, you both seem very tense, is there something on your minds you wish to speak to us about?” Dad was very good at using his Alpha tone, even when he didn’t mean to. It didn’t help ease the tension when you felt you were about to be reprimanded. “Dear, I think now may not be the best time to go all alpha on Mila and Damon… Damon, Mila, we love you both, more than you could ever know, there is nothing that either one of you could say to us that will ever change that. You both can talk to us about anything”. Talia held my father’s shoulder, it instantly changed the feeling in the room, I’m not sure if she was magic or not, but she had this indescribable abili

he said and I felt Sierra grip my shirt from behind. My eyes were completely a bright blue color. I felt a magnetic energy course through my veins. The only thing on my mind at this point was to protect the woman behind me, my love. I unclenched my fist and Alister fell to his knees coughing blood and noticing the blood on his fingers. “How the fuck…she is your mate you bastard, that’s why you’ve got your powers.” he screeched. Every word that left his mouth was incoherent to me. Sierra’s energy only got more fearful. He smiled at me as he licked the blood off his lips.

There was no way any of these humans would touch my son. Lycan’s were dead, humans were scattered carcasses and then I see her, my beautiful mate, lying on the ground, surrounded in her own blood. Racing towards her, the fight continues around me. Tala’s dark eyes stare up to the sky, her blinks slow as she coughs up blood. Her dark eyes find mine. “I’m sorry, Atlas.” Her dark eyes fade and the beautiful green eyes gaze back at me. They become glassy as she stares at me.