Atla Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Tabitha tried to be supportive. "No, I think he is." Layla pulled on the bottom of her tunic. "Oh! That's harsh for a mate." Tabitha laughed. "Tab, he is not my mate." Layla said solemnly. Tabitha's jaw dropped. "What do you mean? How do you know?" Layla scanned the area for any eavesdroppers and pulled Tabitha close to her. "I already have a mate," she whispered. Tabitha scoffed, "yeah, Alistar."

I want to feel wanted, even if it’s only pretend. My current manuscript is called Moonbound Claim. The heroine is named Elara, because naming her Penelope felt too on-the-nose, like admitting I was writing self-insert fanfiction about my own lonely heart. Elara is a human who stumbles into werewolf territory and gets rescued (kidnapped, really) by Alpha Genesis. He's six-foot-four of dark hair, scarred cheek, and gray- eyes that glow when he’s angry or turned on. Which is often. Last night I left them in a moonlit clearing. Genesis had Elara pressed against an oak tree, one massive hand braced beside her head, the other gripping her hip like she might vanish if he let go.

“And I’m not a very patient person. So if I were you, I'd suck it up, get my veil and at least pretend to be a happy bride. By the way, let it be clear that I, Alpha Travon Kingston of the Silver Moon Pack reject you as my Luna and mate...I will never love an enemy.” He whispered harshly in her ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down her spine. Athena looked up at him in shock and disbelief, her eyes wide with realization. “It doesn’t change anything though…I'll see you at the altar.” He said as he turned on his heels and walked away.

"To atone for my sins, I'm donating every single asset I own to charities supporting abused women. My company, my properties, my investments—everything." Stella's eyes widened. He hadn't told her about this part. "In the next life, if such a thing exists, I hope Mia and I can meet again. And I hope I'll be worthy of her love." He turned to Stella, whose face had gone completely white. "Stella, tell them what you told me earlier. About being willing to trade your life." Stella's voice was barely a whisper, but the microphone picked it up. "I'm sorry, sister. I was the shameless one who seduced your mate. I destroyed your marriage, your happiness, your life."

Aurelius moved to follow her, but I caught his arm with enough force to bruise even his enhanced bones. "If you ever lay hands on her..." He yanked free with surprising strength. "Save your threats for someone who fears you, Thane.” He said his eyes moved to where Tyla limped toward the house. "She certainly doesn't give a fuck about you anymore.” The words landed like a killing blow as I watched my mate walk away without looking back. “Thank you so much for rejecting Tyla as your mate because if you didn't, the moon goddess wouldn't have blessed me with such an amazing mate.”

"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.

"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

“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.

Kevin said while brushing his hair back. “Don’t worry Laila, we know that you guys did nothing. I’m not sure Atlas is going to make out with another black haired chiick.” My brows furrowed, what did she mean by that? “You remind him of his girlfriend that di-” Rachael elbowed her brother and he stopped talking. Atlas had a girlfriend? He never said anything about it. I thought. Well that must be because he didn’t see any reason why he should tell 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.