Atlas Six Characters Novels & Stories

I mean Cody has over forty-five thousand followers and growing. “Those guys, right? Their goofy grins and take a look at Atlas, jeez my brother is such a geek sometimes.” Atlas has made his eyes crossed and has his tongue sticking out with his fingers in a V behind Cody’s head. “I don’t think they’ll ever grow up.”

“Luna Sabrina.” My heart was pounding so hard I could barely hear anything else. He looked familiar. Like I had seen him before. He straightened slowly. “My name is Atlas,” he said. “The father of Dora and Ana.” Damon and I looked at each other in shock. Before either of us could respond, Atlas suddenly dropped to his knees. The sound of it against the damp earth was heavy. Deliberate. “Alpha. Luna,” he said, lowering his head. “I do not know how to repay what you have done for my family.”

I felt as if the breath had been sucked out of my lungs and I was frozen. Felicity had been tied up with tight silver chains and gagged. Her cheeks were flushed and damp, looking as if she had been crying for some time now. Anger coursed through my veins and I focused on the piece of shit that had moved in front of her. “I see the riddle was helpful,” a grin sprawled on his face. This was him. Atlas. He was tall and had flawless olive-toned skin. His features were masculine, yet feminine at the same time, created a beautiful man. But what really struck me was the raw, unfiltered power that he exuded.

She has blue eyes, and she's skinny. Atlas is tan, with dark hair and a bulky build. His eyes are grey, and they're framed by dark bushy brows which seem to be perfectly manicured. Does he... pluck his eyebrows?, Jane asks incredulously. Don't be ridiculous, Jane. He probably waxes them, Conrad drawls, causing her wolf to dissolve into a fit of giggles. Once Athena starts eating and feeding the toddler some bread, Conrad reluctantly digs into her food. "Why have all your siblings got names beginning with 'a'?" Conrad asks, raising an eyebrow as she stares at Atlas.

I said as I turned around and came face to face with Atlas Burnam who was looking at me with that same expression-less face of his. Atlas Burnam was hot, like fuck me to death daddy hot. I would be a huge liar to say anything otherwise about his looks but the guy hardly talked. And he always wore that weird emotionless face, as if he never felt anything. It was creepy to be honest cause whenever he looked at you, it felt like he was judging you HARD on the inside. On top of that he was built like a mountain, muscles all over. He stood extremely tall at a whopping 6'3 and had the most silkiest looking raven black hair and deep, forest green eyes. All of this combined made him utterly intimida

Atlas intoned with his gaze centered on mine. “Mmmh.” “So, was your childhood also like mine?” Feeling a bit confused, I pulled my brows together. Then Atlas gave me a faint smile, walked over to me, and squatted to meet my height. “Boring and lonely?” Atlas whispered with a sad smile. As he was about to stand, I grabbed his wrist as I stared deeper into his eyes and mumbled, "Yours was boring and lonely." "When you have successful parents, you see less of them each day, and one day, you simply stop seeing them because they got into a tragic accident and can't come to you," Atlas said with a weak smile.

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.

"Already ahead of you sir." Atlas took it, smoothened his suit and walked towards the meeting room with full confidence. It's already full of board members, all men and like he once did, they can't take their eyes off her. Atlas made his way to his chair, making himself comfortable and making it seem like he's not curious as he actually is. Cassandra on the other hand, seems used to the attention. She swings lightly on her swivel chair, scrolling through her phone comfortably. While her lawyers, both men and impeccably dressed, sit on her side, like guards.

I told her, trying to act casual. “Hello everybody. I am Professor Atlas, your combat instructor,” Professor Atlas said breaking into our conversations. His voice boomed across the arena silencing the entire room immediately. Professor Atlas was a tall and buff-looking man with a buzz cut and tattoos going up his arms and across his torso. He stood in front of everybody wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants. His shirt was removed, revealing his abs and I could tell from the ladies around the room, that he was swoon-worthy. However, I didn’t feel the same attraction to him as I would to Xaden.

We had stepped through a portal into another world. “Ju… what is this place?” Samy’s grip threatened to crush my fingers. I shook my head. I had no words. Then he appeared. Tall, dark blazer over a black shirt with a few buttons undone, hair tied in a low bun. Brown eyes so intense I forgot how to blink. He carried himself like the room had been waiting for him to arrive. “Samantha Jones and Juliet Pierce?” We nodded in perfect sync. “I’m Atlas. Welcome to Paradise.” His mouth curved into the faintest smile, but his eyes stayed cold.