Atlas Stories Novels & Stories

Lyle's face twisted in horror as he watched Nath unbuttoned his trousers. “To be on the safe side….” Nath leaned over and snatched the phone from Lyle's weak grasp and quickly took a picture of his roommate's bare ass. He sent it to himself. He droped the phone and winked at Lyle. “A little assurance just in case you want to go broadcasting our little adventures.” “What adventure?” asked Lyle in a shaky voice. “This one,” said Nath, revealing his very long, very thick cock. “No!” “Yes, Lyle boy,” Nath said and moved closer. “I have to see how it feels. Is it as tight as a pussy? More enjoyable?”

“No one actually saw the faces of the men. No one except Zara, of course. And who benefits from the story? Zara does. Suddenly she’s untouchable. Suddenly she’s the poor little victim.” By the time I take another sip of my drink, two more people are listening. Their eyes widen, their mouths parting as if they’ve uncovered the hottest gossip of the year. I don’t even need to say more; they’ll carry it for me like bees dragging poison back to their hive. . Atlas is next. Sweet, loyal Atlas. Always hovering around Zara like a guard dog who doesn’t realize his leash has already been tied. I catch him in the hall between classes, his jaw tight, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

Atlas was on the floor, completely absorbed in his own world, cooing to himself in that way that made your chest ache with relief and pride at the same time. I wanted to smile, to let go of the tension in my shoulders, but the recent events hung over me like a dark cloud. I finally cleared my throat. “Celeste…” My voice caught slightly, and I had to repeat it, firmer this time. “I need you to tell me exactly what happened. Andre, Grace, Atlas… all of it. I need the full story.” She froze for a heartbeat, glancing at Atlas, who didn’t seem to notice our exchange, still fully wrapped up in his world of colorful pieces and shapes.

Sam’s eyes widened. “You didn’t think we were the last children Atlas was stealing, did you?” “So the operation’s still on?” “I don’t think so. The IMC found out about Atlas’ little schemes, and they put him down. Turns out he wasn’t the only one stealing children,” “Atlas is dead?” Sam couldn’t believe those words. “Oh no, he’s not dead. Just…maybe under the radar, scheming,” Aaron shrugged. “It’s only a matter of time before he collects his children to take down the IMC so he can be King or some shit-“