Atlas Lackadaisy Novels & Stories

“Should I start saving your usual seat?” Atlas chuckled. “Depends. Do I get a discount with that?” “No, but you do get to keep flirting with Lily for free,” Ally shot back, grinning as Lily rolled her eyes. Lily smacked Ally’s arm. “Don’t you have work to do?” “I do,” Ally said, backing toward the kitchen. “But watching you two is way more interesting.” Lily shook her head, turning back to Atlas. “Ignore her. She has no filter.” “I like that about her,” Atlas said, taking a sip of his coffee. “And she’s not wrong.”

Atlas demanded, his tone was tense and frustrated. He confirmed what I already knew, Brady had been sneaking through the borders. It took every ounce of strength not to react to this fact as ice-cold terror inched through my veins. If he could manage to wait just behind the house for hours, and then come back and casually make a chalk drawing out in the open like that… What else could he do? “Shit!” Atlas murmured, and I felt his lips press against my forehead. “I’m so sorry, Little Mate, I didn’t realize you were awake.”

"I look over at Atlas, who has pulled out his phone and is typing a message. Grinning like a little boy up to something. He presses send. Angelica's phone dings. Sighing, she pulls it out of her pocket and begins to frown at her phone. "It looks like Atlas is running late," she grumbles. "Something about needing to finish work on a very important project," She shakes her head. "The life of a CEO wife is never easy! I'm sure you'll understand soon enough, once Clark brings you into his business." She sighs. "I hope that someday Clark will trust you as much as Atlas trusts me." Atlas snorts. "What was that?" "Nothing, I just have a bit of a sniffle," I lie as I pretend to feel a little sick. "

Atlas asks his eyebrows almost reaching his hairline. “Of course, I’m not fucking okay with that. I told her no way. I don’t need to stick my dick in everything that has a heartbeat.” He is so crude sometimes. “She’s a nice girl, Calli. I hope it works out for you.” I tell him. “Yeah, me too. She does something to me, like weird shit.” He has that far away look on his face. “You mean like putting your T-shirt on back to front.” Atlas says and nudges me.

As Atlas turned to leave, I couldn't help but speak up, "You know, Alpha Atlas, you're not as irresistible as you think you are." He turned back to me with a smirk, "And yet you crawled to me just moments ago." I rolled my eyes, "That was a moment of weakness. Don't get too cocky." Atlas chuckled, "I'm not the one who crawled to someone they claim to despise." "I was desperate," I retorted, feeling a pang of humiliation. Atlas raised an eyebrow, "Desperate enough to crawl to someone you claim to despise." I glared at him, "You're enjoying this too much."

"That says a lot about you getting her, doesn't it?" Atlas's chuckle was loud, making him rethink his pathetic jab lines. To get to this Atlas, he had to do better. Atlas was up to something. "I wish marking her could make you forget how pathetic your life is." He turned his back on Tristan. "Or maybe I should turn out the lights to remind you." Atlas Stab was always dirty; it would take him many dark taunts to learn. He tried one last time: "Perhaps we should ask Adia for permission on that."

“What! I can’t do that, its hard” “Aw come on it’s not that bad. Lets use a good old trick shall we?” He looks around till he sees a girl. She looked like a model, what does she eat grass? focus Summer! He walks towards her but not so far so i can’t hear. “hey..” he trails off. “Marissa”

I try my best not to look at Cody, it’s pretty difficult with his long muscular legs outstretched in front of him, his arms with his ropey veins running up from his hands to his biceps peeking below his tee are too much. Atlas is looking at me strangely, I avert my gaze from Cody and give Atlas a pointed stare. He glowers at me. Jeez, he needs to learn to relax some. Is it me or is he getting worse? Being off limits, trust me sucks like fuck. “How did your folks take it when you told them about Dallas?” I hear Atlas saying. I reach for a magazine from several that Anna hands out, she has a selection ranging from Cosmopolitan, Elle, Hello and some others. I take the Tatler magazine and start

One of Atlas's guy friends said and everybody else nodded. "No" Atlas said making the other kids gasp since he doesn't talk a lot. Urgh drama queens, he's literally putting up a show. He talks fine when he's alone with me. This truly is a sick person we have on our hands...he pretends to be this brooding, silent, handsome guy but it's all fake. How deep does his sickness go!?! "She'll take me" Atlas said making me snap my head up to look at him so fast that I'm surprised I didn't break my neck. Ahhh what now!?!!

Atlas uttered, "Alright! I have answered your queries, now, don't wake me up again." "Wait… Atlas… Hey… " "Atlas…Atlas…Hey… oh, COME ON! " ~Tch Creed clicked his tongue as he realized Atlas was not interested to continue this conversation any further. He still had several questions to ask but Atlas only loved to dance on his own rhythm. Creed was a bit frustrated by his reclusive and shut-in behavior. "Damnit!" Creed cursed under his breath, "What a useless… piece of… mind-palace… freeloader… argh!"