Atomic Books Novels & Stories

said Mar who was content in watching the free magic show. "What is this 'atomic number'?" Dorin asked, "How can you tell its weight?" "You mean, you’ve never seen a table of elements?” asked the professor. “Atoms can be differentiated by the number of protons around them," he explained, "it’s what makes one element different from another. Using your heightened senses, you could tell one element apart from the others..." Dupont saw the gaping look in Dorin's face and gave a small laugh. "Perhaps one day you could sit in on one of my lectures to learn more about how to magically 'sense' elements and atoms," he said, "for now, just think of it as separating pebbles by their size and color."

Atom. “Are you sure you can bite the meat, Carmela?” Mr. Atom's voice came out thick. Carmela who was about to take a bite paused. She raised her face at Mr. Atom. “Sorry…” “I mean, you’ve been in a vegetable state for like a year to two now, you might have lost the sense to bite.” He repeated himself more clearly. Carmela was forced to chuckle at his words. She knew this was an insult but she had to play along, “Funny how you put it.”

Dalton’s point of view: With an exasperated sigh, I sat down at my study table and scattered every document related to the paper works I had to complete in front of me. “Do you need any help?” I glanced up when Lucas spoke. He’d taken a seat on the couch by the office door. “There’s not much to do. It’s okay.” I shook my head. It wasn’t like I didn’t trust him. This was a top secret kind of mission that we’ve been working on and I don’t think the other Alphas would be as cool as me when they learn that I’ve let someone who wasn’t a pack member help me with the paper works.