Atlas Rose Novels & Stories

Atlas opened the car door for Rose. Slowly Rose stepped out of the car in a daze. "Where are we? Why are we here?" she asked while looking around her surroundings with stunned surprise. Atlas gave her a sheepish smile. "Sorry, Rose. I don't know anything. I just did what Boss asked me to. Now I have to go back. Call the boss and ask him yourself" With that said, Atlas folded behind the wheel and drove away from the farmhouse, leaving Rose alone.

Is it a coincident? ''With their warm, vibrant tones, orange roses symbolise enthusiasm and desire. If someone is looking for a way to express admiration and attraction—with an underlying message of passion and excitement, they'll send you a bouquet filled with these fiery blooms.'' She breathes out, smiling as she eyes each of the orange roses, ''I haven't seen him for quite some time, I'm not so sure if his interest has changed.'' ''I'm pretty sure they remain the same,'' I reply. She turns to me, ''It's beautiful how your name is Rose. Have you met my son, Elia?''

“Atlas, I..” I smell something sticky and sweet that makes my stomach turn and my lips curl. Honeysuckle, jasmine, and…winter rose? I open my eyes, the smell of Sydney’s perfume making my eyes water. Looking at his shirt I see a smear of pink lip gloss in the perfect shape of lips on his chest near his heart. That’s right. I was out here for a reason. “Goodbye, Atlas,” I right myself and walk towards the door, my left foot wobbling as I make my way around him.

I get up and quickly grab Atlas's shirt before putting it on Red. "Thanks girl" Red whispers to me. I smile at her as the guys try to calm down Atlas and say "Girl I think you just got claimed by a Rhodes. His name is Atlas. He's quiet but nice. Go talk to him before he goes at that guy again" She nods as I help her up. "Atlas" I hear her say quietly but it still gets his attention. Red smiles and holds her arms up to him. He walks over, picks her up and wraps her legs around his waist and neck, before walking them over to one of the empty couches.

We stopped at the flower shop before heading to the restaurant where his parents were waiting. ----- Lunch went surprisingly well. It wasn’t nearly as awkward as I had imagined it might be. Mr. and Mrs. Fox were warm. They thanked me for catching Odette’s true intentions and said I’d done the right thing by confiding in their son. Atlas practically glowed at that. He spent the rest of the afternoon gloating about it even until we drove to the hospital. Earlier, we had already dropped off Tessa’s flowers at the mansion and now I was holding a bouquet meant for Bridget. Atlas also bought one for me and handed it to me in the car earlier, a deep red rose bouquet, saying it reminded him of me.

This scene just happened to fall into the eyes of two people not far away, one gaze filled with jealousy and anger, one gaze deep and unfathomable. "Enough, you're shameless, your wife is still standing there." Daisy glanced at Winifred who was standing in the rose bushes on the other side, just in time she also saw Atlas on the opposite side. Seeing him, her cold face became gentle, ignoring Dalziel and the rose in his hand, she held the bouquet in her hand and walked straight toward Atlas. "Why are you here, aren't you busy drawing?" Daisy asked when she was two steps away from him.

Rose smiles, and without even hesitating for a moment, she walks into her arms. "Rose mommymama." She cutely giggles. Artemis closes her eyes and holds her tightly before she stands up while carrying her. Atlas steps forward and smiles at Rose, "And I am your Grandpa, little wolf." "Cookie?" Rose extends her cookie to him. I watch as Atlas's face softens, his expression shifting from that of a fierce Alpha to a grandfather completely captivated. He looks almost boyish, the way his eyes light up when Rose holds out her precious cookie.

Aycxe called my attention causing us all to get serious. "Noella, update?" she asked, eyes focused on her scope. "All of the Black Dragons are entering," Noella answered. "Rose, set your time, two minutes from now," Aycxe ordered. "Real fvcking two minutes, Rose, not a freaking two seconds," she immediately added. I secretly chuckled and turned serious when she turned to look at me. Hoho. Never mess with her very, very, short patience. I did what she said. I set all my bombs to the time she gave me. I even put an earpiece in my ear and played happy music to enjoy what I was doing.

"If I see you again, I won't be as nice." She smiled, taunting and mocking, like she cannot wait to see if he'll honor his words. Atlas decided the only thing he likes about her is her body. That's the thing he hates about her kind of women. They take control in the bed, which he likes, but once out of it, they still hold to that illusion of power. He closed the door behind him, checking the inner pockets to see the rope she used to tie him up. Atlas grinned to himself, shook his head to get rid of the thoughts and entered the elevator.

The note was addressed to me. Rosemary, About three decades ago, Andromeda discovered that Cephalus, our brother, had fallen in love with a wolf named Lillian. She belonged to the Crimson Rose pack and was destined to marry their Alpha. Andromeda used this to her advantage, as she needed a hybrid for her plans. To achieve her twisted goals, she killed Astraea, our youngest and Cephalus’s most beloved sister, and took her place using a powerful glamour spell. Cephalus trusted Astraea more than anyone, so he didn’t see through the deception. Andromeda manipulated Cephalus’s mind, twisting his thoughts and controlling his actions. Under her influence, he kidnapped Lillian. Your mother.