Atla Spirit Novels & Stories

It felt oddly sharp against their uncovered skin. After chanting the prayer, the sound of a roaring eagle resounded around the room — its wings bringing harsh and cold winds. The eagle bared its talons when Luntian threw minerals up, giving it as offerings. And when the Spirit landed close to Calleb’s head, the young lady needed to hold her breath because the Eagle began to chirp as if it was singing. Accashia looked behind her shoulder, eyes wide and enchanted by the beguiling eyes of the Spirit. A beautiful kaleidoscope.

Happiness is an attitude of mind, born of the simple determination to be happy under all outward circumstances." - J. Donald Walters Opening his eyes, Vicky gazed out the window at a bright blue sky above thousands of waves, creating a motion picture of sounds and surf. Flying seagulls with their piercing squawks over the mighty ocean were enhancing the vast view, making it more poignant and vivid. "What could I do?"

“There’s danger ahead of us.” “What are you talking about?” Atlas asks. “Tell him to stop!” I scream, and the carriage halts. “Are you crazy?” Adam hisses. “You don’t raise your voice at the Alpha unless you want—” Atlas raises his hand, silencing Adam before he can continue. “What did you see?” he asks, his voice low. “I felt their presence, but it's faint. They aren’t close.” “Yes, they are,” I reply warily. “The dark spirits. They’re angry, hungry and they’re going to attack any minute if we don’t leave this place.”

'You promised not to make judgements, and you’re doing it again,' criticises Alma. I sigh, 'I’m just trying to understand him.' 'Then ask him!' She yells in exasperation, 'Atlas is right, you humans make things far too complicated.' 'Who’s Atlas?' 'Alpha Alden’s wolf,' she says, wagging her tail. 'You’ve been talking to his wolf?' I ask in shock. 'I do have a life you know,' she huffs. Okay, I’m going to choose not to unpack the fact my wolf spirit is having a social life from the confines of my head, that might just give me a headache. Thankfully the doorbell rings.

she shrieked and flew out of the room. "Damn it Faelon! I have a vengeful spirit to fetch," Atlas grunted. Faelon ignored him as his eyes ran over the wording on the prescription bottle. "Can you make a spirit talk?" Faelon asked Atlas, showing no concern for what he'd done. Atlas ran his empty hand down his face and nodded.

"My eyes have always glowed yellow." Thalia shrugs, but there’s no cruelty in it. Just blunt honesty. “Yeah, and I never thought I’d share a mind with a spirit wolf who sounds like she eats lightning for breakfast. But here we are. Things change.” Sky stirs at the mention of another spirit wolf. He’s alert now, prowling in my mind like a creature trying to solve a puzzle that suddenly doesn't fit the box it came in. “Red eyes, Atlas.” His voice is low, careful. “That’s not just bloodline. That’s legacy. That’s inheritance.”

I could tell that I had been lying next to Atlas, but I had moved back a bit at some point, most likely in response to his anger. He looked to be spaced out and mind-linking with someone, and what they were telling him was causing his aura to increase at a rapid rate. Just as I felt myself about to falter, Tala gave me the strength to resist the instinct to submit. The need was purely mental, not physical, as I hadn’t physically needed to submit to anyone’s aura since I was 16, not even to a wolf as powerful as Atlas.

'lavanya, I am leaving. Don't forget to call me if you are going anywhere ' said Nithya 'Nithya, I am also with you ' 'with me ' Nithya rolled her eyes.. 'I am not a child and I am fine now... Samaria is out of my mind, so don't worry ' 'Nithya don't you remember, tomorrow I have a test, I am planning to explore the city. And how can I leave you alone in the alien world. And I '

Athea said, making me turn around. I was shocked that I was here, this is the first time that I have been here alone. "He is very sweet to me, thank you for giving me such a wonderful person." I replied with a small smile. "I know you are wondering why you are here and I am more than happy to tell you. Please have a seat." Athea said, walking towards the large swing that was attached to the tree. I followed her over silently and sat down next to her, "You used spirit which is a direct line to me which is why you are here." Athea said gently. "Am I in trouble?" I asked, feeling a little worried. "Of course not." Athea laughed. "Anytime you use spirit the way you did you get a visit with me be

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”