Novel & Cerita Atlas Corrigan Fanart

"Look, I’m not leaving until—" "Frank Carrington?" He froze at the sound of that voice. Turning, he saw a woman approaching the gate with a polite smile. Relief washed over him, when he saw that she bore a huge resemblance to Atlas...as in Atlas might as well been a younger male version of the woman, brown same eyes, same shade of brown curly hair. He didn’t need to be genius to tell that was Atlas’s mother. "Mrs. Harrigan," he said quickly, stepping forward. "I—uh—I’m really sorry to show up like this, but I’ve been trying to reach Atlas for days and—"

Calli chuckles. “Fuck you, Callaghan.” Atlas retorts. “Go check your fat ass out in that there mirror. It’s hanging down the back of your thighs. You need Spandex, Man.” Atlas chuckles. I love our comradeship; it has gotten us through a lot over the last few years. Calli flicks Atlas the finger. “Nice touch, Bro.” Atlas says. I’m scrolling through my mobile and since Luna isn’t someone I follow; I have to do a search. Perhaps I should follow her to keep on top of what she is posting out, but I do not want my notification blasted with her shit constantly.

ATLAS POV “What the fuck was that?” Charlie exclaimed in a whisper. Atlas turned his attention from the empty doorway to his PR director. He raised one brow at her. Charlie was not only his employee, she was his best friend. “Don’t give me that Dom brow, asshole,” she told him as she turned around in her chair. “Why did you send Anais away?” Atlas sighed. He could feel himself clenching his jaw and worked to relax it. He put both hands in his pockets and paced the floor. Truthfully, he didn’t know why. Maybe it was to spare the omega uglier things.

Various makeup, hair, and nail items sit on it as if waiting for their owner to return, mimicking, I'm almost certain, Atlas' deepest of heart. As I continue to look, I catch a glimpse of who this mysterious woman is as my eyes come to rest on a large portrait of Atlas and a beauty with long blonde hair and sparkling golden eyes. Standing in front of them are Connor and Gregory, both at least three years old with wide, toothy grins on their faces. Honestly, even Atlas's face holds a grin as the woman presses herself against him with her hand resting effortlessly on his chest. "This was what you wanted me to see, right?" I ask, nodding toward the portrait. "And this is the reason you said you

"Shit!" "Tilly!" Atlas sees the two of us and stands. "I can see I'm disturbing something." Without saying another word he lets himself out, closing the door with a slam. "That was rude, Tilly." I scold. "Don't you talk to me that way," she walks up to me and places her red-nailed finger in the center of my chest, the point pushing into the fabric. "You two treat Cordy like she's porcelain. No wonder she gets sick and tired of you two. Especially Atlas, he's the worse. The way he can't even trust her to be alone for a day without needing to check on her. He's not in love with her, he sees her like she belongs to him, like a possession, not a real person!"

Greetings to all my wonderful readers! As you've likely noticed, I have actual artwork of my characters for the cover of my book now. This was a commissioned piece from a very dear artist friend by the name of Rydi on DeviantART also known as lucia-garcia on ArtCorgi. We've known each other for a long time now, and I was super happy when she agreed to make a book cover for me, so if you like her style, feel free to check her out.

She was sleeping with her stepfather and he was just as in love with her. And this one is Bold Rest, another taboo that ends in tragedy, hence the red and black shades representing blood splatter, he's in love with his friend, who's a man. Back then, Gay people weren't allowed to live freely and openly be who they are, hence they came to the conclusion that if they can't be with each other on earth, they'd rather be together in their own 'heaven', this all goes to show how Feng was obsessed with love. If anyone could get ahold of these original paintings, they'd have millions in their possession," I said and Michael disrupted me.

said Adrian without even looking in his Beta direction. Allen let out a scuffle, hiding his amusement and laughter miserably, making the betq a bit too agitated. “You will not let this down easy now, huh?” he asked “Oh you wish”, replied Adrian, grinning as he looked up from the window, “this place has something off, I can feel it,” he thought to himself, not saying it to the two men with him in the car. A while after the ride, they arrived at the Pack's main mansion, greeting them was the alpha himself, Atlas Corrigan was a tall man, muscular and handsome, but he looked a bit aged compared to his age.

Some of them were in dire need, but regardless of that, the need shouldn’t lead them to whatever they were dealing with. “I understand that you are here seeking for sponsors, but I do not sponsor a project that I do not see benefitting or appealing. Though some of you have passed through my right hand’s review. Mine was the one that determined it, and I have chosen to not sponsor any of the projects.” Arturo said, looking at Anika. “First, I do not work with lawyers or cops. My apologies, but I have my own terms in this, and after investigating, some of you did indeed turn out being them. The issue is right now, you have a nice little question mark over your heads, and I believe that you kno

I hadn't expected Atlas to agree to my request. Eloise immediately put on a fawning smile and said, "Mr. Atlas, um... Isn't this against the requirements? After all, we are ATL Empire's spokesperson. If we add another sponsor, it might be hard for us to explain! If Tanum Corporation's name is on it..." "What? Are you trying to take over the ATL Empire?" Atlas's stern gaze locked onto Eloise. "N-No, not at all!" Eloise immediately waved, her face filled with panic. "In the past, it was always… If we add Tanum Corporation's name, it means they also use Ms. Harmony's image. There will be a fee!"