Atla Spirit Novels & Stories

Atlas pauses, because he is talking to himself, as Scarlett has left the room without even looking back. Atlas sighs tiredly, and punches the wall closest to him in pure frustration. Scarlett will definitely be the death of me! He thinks to himself angrily. ****** "Atlene! Atlene!!" Atlene hears Scarlett's voice from the mansion as he runs blindly into the dark forest path, heading for the creek. Maybe the cold beauty of the creek would have power to mend his broken heart, and help him feel even a little better than he does. He feels monstrously angry and enraged beyond his comprehension.

Atlas left momentarily then returned. "Your father has destroyed Asher…you must let go so I can lead his soul on to his next life," he said sincerely. I wiped my eyes and stared down at my son's gray lifeless face and screamed in agony. Atlas placed his hand above the body and a bright light lifted. It was shaped like Cailean. Atlas spoke to the spirit and the mass brushed across my skin leaving tingles in his wake.

he added embarrassed and Drake had told me that Alpha Raul had prepared transport and accommodation to Trazmoz, because the place was believed to have a negative aura so until now werewolves avoided the place so he couldn’t take us there. Alpha Raul is one of the Alphas who gets a special call from Titus to explain the conditions that occur, because his position is in the country that I will visit, Titus thinks explaining the real

"You came to me sister" "Dont call me that. Why would i come to you after you refused to help me?" "For power" said the Spirit, "And you got it. How did it taste?" Diego started to remember how she ended up in the presence of the Spirit. She remembered walking in the hallway full of water when the purple aura of the Spirit seemed to attract her. She started to breath into it then it led her to the Spirit like a zombie. Diego blinked and found herself back to reality. She was no longer in the dark room with the spirit, she was in a forest. She looked around and found the boy Altar Cleos eating and apple. There were more, he tossed one at her. "Goodmorning miss"

He didn't look away; he just tracked me with a look that was intense and hungry. I’m so sorry. The thought that he saw me as a challenge made my pride flare, even as Selah retreated. My lips pulled into a tiny smirk. 'Not mine,' she muttered. "I know a lot of things," Atlas said. His voice was steady, his jaw set. The challenge in his voice made me narrow my eyes. I pointed a finger at the stone fountain. "Fine, genius. Explain that, then." "It’s a wolf," he said simply. "With snakes on its legs."

Tatum grits his teeth, standing to his feet and he pulls Leila close to him as if he can read her mind and sense her fear. “We’re getting out of here, I promise you,” Tatum says in a tender voice and his arms wrapped around Leila bring her comfort as his words reassure her. “How do we summon this spirit to get the riddle?” Tatum turns to Tatiana. “Heshrai, spirit of the forest, trapper of lost souls, home of the forgotten, I, Tatiana Darkside, daughter of Hecate, summon you.” Immediately the words leave Tatiana’s lip, an earth vibrating growl resonates throughout the forest, vibrating it.

I was trying to sympathize with a ghost. "So... Are you looking to pass on?" I was unsure how to proceed. The only thing I had to go off of was movies or shows that I had seen, and they usually mention finding the light. Was that a real thing? "I have been trying to find out what I need to do to pass over, but up until now, no such luck I am afraid." Jesse held up his hands and shrugged. We stood there, in the small room staring at one another. Jesse watched me with concern, and I stood there trying not to completely lose my mind.

That had been her reply after. But I wasn't wrong. Luca was the enemy, and is still the enemy, presently. He just isn't the only enemy. Luca had already brought me pain countless times. And the most recent one being his attack with the green parasite. However, it was someone else the spirit had been trying to warn me about. It was not Rome. It was not Jacqueline. It was not Lake. Neither was it Eirene. It was Atlas. ...[“Atlas is the Vampire. He is the one who would stab you in the back. He holds a secret that hunts him. He is the one you should keep an eye out for, because it will complicate things for you.”]...

“You need to have more patience, my old friend. Such tension and anxiety is not becoming of our leader in these dark times.” Delmar sighed in dissatisfaction. “I don’t have time for this, alright? This is serious! I’ve been trying to keep track of the weather patterns for weeks now but they’re becoming unpredictable. If the storm is imminent, then I need to know.” Alastor stared back down at the pit, the heat of the coals wafting along his face. “You must understand,” he muttered steadily, “the days of the oracles have long passed. Our ancestors of the Seluitah possessed greater knowledge and connections to the Spirits than all those who declared themselves their enemies. That’s why the crim

the taller and angrier one among the four spoke up. His name is Atlas. He has an olive skin tone and he has a small scar underneath the right side of his chin. The other three are named as, Miles, Rico, and Lorenzo. Rose sighed. For some odd reason, Rose is still ignoring Sylvia. She is not feeling the same anger that she felt that morning when Sylvia insulted Russell.