Atticus Books Novels & Stories

We break apart and I’m about to turn towards Cassian when I catch a glimpse of his expression in the glass lamp base that sits on a small table beside us. An expression so cold and contemptuous that it sends a shiver of unease down my spine… A/N: Hi everyone, I see some people asking about Atticus, he will get a novella after this book is completed, it will be short but I'm sure you will all love it. Whether this will be right after this book ends or after a while it will still be attached to this book. To see Zade and Valerie's clothes for the Charity Ball check out my socials at author.muse. It's also good to follow me to learn when paperbacks will be released and to have a look at my othe

When Nyx rolls her eyes, not taking his words at face value, he continues to break down his logic for her edification. “You’re Liliana’s best friend,” Atticus recites as if reading a list of facts. “She has been lost without you. You’ve missed the last few weeks of school, so you missed seeing her misery.” I gasp, shocked that Atticus was paying close enough attention to my moods, but even more shocked that he cares. “Also,” he continues, smiling weakly, “She is my friend too. Even if I don’t always act like she is. I want her to be at peace, and I’m…” his smile slips. “I’ll never be that person for her. She needs you.”

Both Gigi and Zachary looked up and were stunned to see us standing there, both dressed in formal attire. "What are you doing here? You shouldn't come here to make a scene!" Zachary snapped, his brows furrowed and his eyes flashing with disdain. He probably thought I had come here on purpose to look for him, but I simply eyed him coolly before heading into the courthouse with my friend. When Zachary saw which courtroom I was heading into, he ran over to block me. "You're the plaintiff? The ones who are trying to scam Gigi?" He quickly drew the dots together. "So, this is the case you were talking about when you said your mother got into a car accident. Well, you can drop the lawsuit now, Ann

I muttered and shuffled toward the library in search of the tan leather-bound book. Atticus’s library was enormous and the shelves of books also housed different magical artifacts on display. I was warned to not mess with them until I understood their properties. Searching everywhere I was growing frustrated. Heading down the last book case I growled. Not having any luck locating the book I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and raised my arms “Room of my family's bloodline please allow me to enter by showing me the book for your entrance!” Opening my eyes and tilting my head I heard movement down the row of shelving. Going toward the sound I see a tan book sticking out on the bottom shelf.

"How about if I punch you in the face and say I'm just f*cking pissed off, you think you'll be happy!!" "Then punch me if you can, don't just talk," I said with a smile, you're full of words Vallery. "Oh, I forgot to tell you that, I don't let anyone punch my precious face!" I told her with emphasis. "You're an ugly attitude nerd!!" Me? Ugly? Who f**king said that? Of course who else would it be! I admit that I'm attitude but I'm not ugly, no one is ugly in this world right? It's just a word anyway, an insulting word to make people down.

The lady looks so fine and awesome with her loose hair while aiming expertly. She's cool, and a badass there! I snapped myself out of the irrelevant thoughts. Come on, there's no time for fangirling over harmful peeps! It's clear that they are experts in this field of violence. "T-tell me what's happening, please! Who are these people?!" I asked Atticus once again. He fired his gun before giving me a sly look. "You can't still make my half-bro speak?" He said that with an expression saying i'm so cretinous for not being able to do it.

Atticus almost yelled, I noticed he was irritated because Kairo started lecturing him again. Kairo stopped reading as he placed his book on his legs before he gazed at Atticus, smirked at him, and replied, “It’s because you’re too lazy to read some books. All you want to do is play with Grandpa or with your friends. You’re the son of an Alpha, you must do your best to be wise.” “I don’t need those books. I was born with intelligence. You need those books because you aren’t smarter than me.” Atticus said he was ready to fight with his twin.

Chloe says, and my stomach twists painfully as I picture what she must have lived through. "Well, I definitely want to help then. It sounds like these two have been through enough bad. They need some good in their life," I reply, and Chloe beams. "You said it, sister," Chloe replies. The End. Coming Soon. THE MAKING OF A KING Atticus's story will start out in the past, and it will be very dark. It will describe in detail what happens as he grows up under his father's rule. It will talk about abuse. Both physical and mental. If these topics offend you, please do not read Atticus's story. He comes from a terrible background and it is apart of his character.

he said, his voice cold and distant now. “You know what? Fine,” I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. “I came here to help you, to see if you were at least remorse but you clearly aren’t. So, if you want to wallow in your own self-pity and lash out at the people who actually care about you, then that’s on you.” I turned and walked out of the room. **** I found Atticus in his study, sitting at his desk, his head bent over a stack of reports.

RIN POV “Don't be a dummy, you think I would want to help you without gaining anything in the process? You might have been an Alpha. But you are so naive. And reckless,” Atticus said, taking well calculated strides towards me with a new scar on his jaw. Like a spear's end mark. Like he was daring me to make a damn move and he would finish what he started; my doom. “So why did you put give me that pill? And I can distinctively remember pouring it into Thorne's glass," I replied, my body was sore where I had been manhandled roughly.