Atla Fanfic Novels & Stories

His words halfway high-pitched, waiting for a sensible explanation just like I was. “So Hunter gets the free pass and we’re the bad ones?” Atlas spoke, stepping forward, standing head-height next to me, a glare poised to kill if murder was the intention. “Hunter and I have been fuck buddies. I stupidly caught feelings and for years I’d been his lackey, but now I want something of his as well. You wouldn’t just hear the end of it. Ring a bell?” Atlas asked, cocking his head to the side. Not in my entire life did I believe Atlas loved me… fine, love may be overstretched, but not once did I believe he had any affection of any sort for me.

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.

Best not to ponder on the past. Adam Pov As I tried to kill Atlas with my blade, a portal opened, and a very beautiful girl stepped through. She had brown hair with purple eyes. Those same purple eyes that my Sorena had. The exact same shade. Were they related? How did she know Atlas? Also, fuck, I may have just killed her, but then look at how panicked Atlas looks. Maybe this is a good thing indeed. All of these thoughts came into my head as I watched Atlas fly her to the hospital, followed by Aunt Katrina and Uncle Ellis.

“Cordelia, I…” “It’s okay, I’m such a failure. My parents hate me anyway. Did you know that they want me to give you an heir? Ha! I must be ugly because you would rather sleep around with women who look like a weak copy of my sister than have anything to do with me. You make me miserable, Atlas Steele, I hate you…” “Well, I hate you too,” Altas suddenly closes the distance, pulling my face towards him. His movements are a bit unsteady, his eyes a bit unfocused, but he is holding me steady by the waist as he walks me backward towards the table.

Atlas took a hesitant step toward her. Outside, the wind had picked up. Leaves and thick, rich patches of soil blew around in gusts and spurts. The air had smelled wet and ripe, as though it was about to rain. “I want you. Only you,” Atlas said. His eyes were sincere … sincere enough that Atlas believed him. “More than anything. But I have to ensure that the council approves of our relationship first.” “Why?” Elena settled into the rocking chair next to the baby’s bed.

"That's because he wants to be like you and Lazarus, but fate had other plans for him. It's my fault; it's my fault that Lenox is the way he is. So if you want to call someone a circus freak, I should be the first in that line. Because of my Alpha puma bloodline and the bloodline of your father, we have Atlas." I take a deep breath as Luka stares at me in shock. I know he didn't expect me to say something like that, but someone had to slap him back to reality. "As for the answer- Atlas did it. I think he tried. Lenox had nothing to do with what happened. As strong and brave as your brother is, he couldn't stop Atlas. No one could. While you won't find any marks on her skin- mentally, excuse

"I hope you aren't worried about me pursuing a relationship with Atreus. He has and always will be in love with you Alita, even in death." "No, it is not that," Alita said with a shake of her head. "I've come to tell you not to give up on Atreus." Layla stared at the reflection of Alita in shock. "I don't understand. Atreus told me himself that he doesn't love me. That the only girl he's ever loved was you." As Layla said those words, the desperate hurt in her heart reignited, nearly taking her breath away.

Ella broke the silence. “Oh! That is really nice, and that is the reason that you are able to adjust yourself on this island full of werewolves. If it were some other human, he would not have escaped the attacks of the werewolves.” Alpha Atlas felt good about her belief because even he believed in the Moon Goddess. As he finished his coffee, he made up his mind to achieve her love in the future. Until Luna Lara got cured, he decided to remain a silent admirer and didn’t want to express his feelings to Ella. He was under the impression that even Ella had started liking him.

I say, knowing that I’m right. And Sinclair grimaces, which just makes me groan and lay down on the bed next to my baby. I close my eyes and breathe in Rafe’s sweet baby scent as he reaches out a pudgy little hand and grasps at my cheek, making me smile just a little bit. “Go on,” I say, my eyes still closed. “Let’s have the whole story.” I hear Sinclair sigh again before he begins. “The Atalaxians, as we guessed are…displeased.”

I say as I internally flog myself. “Then I have no issues giving Atlas mine,” he says, wrapping his arms around me, “I want to be able to meet Alma, it may not be her body, but it’ll be her personality, and Atlas deserves to be with her. Sorrell I have never hated that you are an Omega, please know that, but I admit I was sad for Atlas thinking he could never touch his animai the way I can touch you, but you figured out a way. I also feel stupid for not having thought about it, but I am so glad you did,” he smiles, swinging me around. A giggle escapes me as I wrap my arms around him. “When should we let them meet?” he asks excitedly.