Atlas Rose Novels & Stories

he said looking into my eyes. He flips us over again, still buried in me. But I can tell he was done for the morning. He grabbed my wrists and placed them above my head. Gave me that smirk of his, and hurried himself in my neck. He playfully nibbled me the breath from his nose ticking my hyper sensitive skin and I started laughing, unable to control it anymore. He pulled back and planted a kiss on my lips. And pulled my hands to his chest. And that’s when I saw it. A simple ring. Not to be mistaken for an engagement ring, this ring was just a band. It was woven like braids, and there, on one of them, was his name, Atlas. The other woven part of the band had delicate cherry blossoms with tiny

Atlas had been lying on the beach, asleep on the blanket they had laid out. "You're a nice guy, Atlas, but we're both broke, working hard to meet our personal needs. You're just a driver and an errand boy, while I want to become wealthy. I know that, just like you, I'm not ready to commit to love yet. I'll prioritize myself," Heather said as she left Atlas. She left him there, him who is pretending to be asleep, with the empty bottles of alcohol beside him. He heard everything. Crystal clear. If they watched the sunset yesterday, today they were awakened by the bright sunrise. Atlas rose immediately as he felt the gentle caress of the ocean waves kissing his f

Rowan sat on the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees, distractedly twirling a pen between his fingers while he stared at the flickering fireplace that hadn’t been attended to since the morning. It had been two hours since Atlas went upstairs, claiming he just needed a little rest. He hadn’t heard a peep from him since then, no movement, not even a cough. He told himself not to think too much about it. Atlas probably just needed the sleep, and hovering would make him look like some kind of worrywart (something a guy like him could not afford, by the way). Still, that silence pressed on him, heavy and unsettling.

I know it seems odd to go to the movies in the morning, but he tells me he has a ton of other things planned, so it is just a warm up for the day. After the movies, he takes me to this really pretty indoor botanical garden. There is a huge atrium filled with countless varieties of roses. We walk along the path looking at each one until we get to a variety called Earl Grey. The blooms are light grey with just hints of purple flecks. They are absolutely gorgeous. “Look closer, Baby." He points to the little sign at the base of the bush. There is a little plaque in front of it that says: "This rose bush is dedicated to the Goddess Iokaste by Bronx Mason.”

I pushed the thought out of my head and focused on admiring the beautiful colorful chrysanthemums that were lined around the hedges of the peaceful building. The car headed straight for the back where a designated bungalow was and Atlas parked his car there. He got out and opened the door for me with his hand stretched and expecting mine. “This place is beautiful .” I said looking around as I admired the architectural structure of the place. I didn’t think that there was somewhere like this place. I don’t even think I had ever come to this part of town before. “Come on.” Atlas said as he led me towards the entrance. We went up the stairs and he bent over and picked a key from under the welco

Of course I wanted his number then I replied, "What is your name?" I sat my phone down so I could dry off and get dressed. Then like clock work another ping from I*******m. He asked, "What is your name beautiful?" I began to blush then replied. "My name is Elisabeth Rose Freeman ,but everyone calls me Beth", I messaged back. He then replied, "Vladius Lee Sinclair, nice to meet you Beth". I then in return sent my number to him. I finished getting ready for the day. I was planning on cleaning up my dorm room.

The violent surge of emotion sent me into another crisis that very night. My breathing grew shallow, my oxygen levels plummeted, and I was on the verge of needing a ventilator. Angela Reign, the head nurse who had cared for me since the beginning, stood by my side with reddened eyes as she administered the medication, gently patting my back to soothe me. "Chloe, hang in there. You have to hold on! Prof. Stenson has already succeeded, hasn't he? I saw the news yesterday—his new drug has made a miracle happen..."

The afternoon sun bathed Jacob’s garden in warm gold. Atlas leaned against a wooden fence with his arms crossed and a playful smirk on his lips as he watched Jacob prune the rose bushes with those strong, calloused hands that had touched every inch of his body. “You know,” Atlas drawled, teasing Jacob, “watching you work like this should be illegal. The way your shirt sticks to your back when you sweat… it’s distracting as hell.” Jacob straightened up, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand.

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

said Troy " I don't get it though Rose , your sister is really stupid , infact she is stupider than people who have se* without a condom on , like she is the STD of stupidity ...you don't like her, I didn't liked her , hell no one in our pack liked her , so why is she the next Alpha of your previous pack, is your father alright in his head ?" " If not I can check him out for you " muttered Alex his glasses in his pocket , which will explain why he didn't shuttered while speaking . " Maybe its genetic mutation " mused Damian then raised his head when he received a whack on the back of his head " oh cmon , I naturally excluded my Luna , I mean Rose might be the only one who got all the right g