Avatar Atlas Novels & Stories

I state clearly stating that his precedes here weren’t appreciated but he doesn’t seem to get the news. He remained mute leaning back, not seeming like he was about to go anytime soon. “What do you want?” I asked irritatingly. He smiles his green eyes glittering, “You’re beautiful”” he says instead cutting me off guard. “You’re Lyra Skye? The wolf he got married to” he states yet again alarmed at how much he knew. Who was this guy? “I’m Xavier Blackwood” he responds. I read through his mind but could only get the fact that he wanted to know me out from him. He seems to know how to shield his thoughts.

Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter. I'm not gay, but there was a werewolf capable of making heads of all genders spin. I know how to appreciate male beauty. We werewolves are very rarely ugly. Even rogues are attractive, either way, but in front of us was the most beautiful of them all. Dressed in light blue jeans ripped above the knee, a white T-shirt, white sneakers, and a jacket to match the pants, he was a tall creature with an athletic physique, slightly long blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. That one was Angel; his face was almost a copy of his mother's. We can all say that we are seeing a true angel that just fell from the

That single difference changed the history of the world. Selene continued, her voice tight. "Atlas became a weapon because Marcus stopped seeing human beings as people, Ava. He didn't see souls, or families, or love." The silver world began to tremble beneath their feet. "He saw them as raw information. Data to be harvested, digitized, and reconfigured." Ava felt physically sick. Consciousness, memory, emotion, identity—everything Atlas touched, everything Marcus studied. To him, humanity was just a vast, messy code waiting to be perfected.

We walked towards the portal to celebrate our victory, prepare for our future, and mourn the fallen. *** Athena's POV I stared at two women in front of me. One had hair as white as snow. Her eyes were as bright as the stars, her skin glowing. She gave me a warm smile as she walked towards me. Her feet were bare as she glided through the grass. As she got closer, I noticed white tattoos of the stars and constellations covering her arms. The second woman followed the first. Her eyes, the colour of the sun, golden and bright. Her hair, as dark as earth. Her skin was glowing and looked as though it had been wrapped by the sun, the colour of caramel. Her body held tattoos of vines and flowers, st

POV: Echo “Yes, I would like to know your name.” Alpha Atlas confirmed, his voice so gentle I couldn’t stop my wide-eyed gaze from meeting his. His eyes and aura match the gentleness in his voice and touch. I found myself lost in his eyes, drowning in their green depths, never wanting to surface. ‘Tell him!’ Tala barked in my mind. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to speak.

She completes us, and we both know we’re the same for her. I was waiting for Atlas to come out with the most beautiful living woman on earth in the room with Valerian when the door cracked open. My head snapped up just as Atlas stepped in. I could see Dahlia walking right behind him. “Now,” Atlas took a deep breath as if he had just risen to the surface of the ocean after diving in too deep. “Who wants a fucking beer?” He started, getting the tension off the air. “Fuck yeah,” Valerian replied, standing up and walking towards Atlas.

When the dust settles, when the screams echo no more, I will stand above it all as Alpha Kael Vorthrane, unbroken, untouchable and unstoppable. Revenge is my life, it is my purpose, and tonight, it begins.

He was looking forward to meeting Janette and Jordan Findley. This morning, however, he was eager to share the information he and Vicky had pried from the Vampire in the alley with the rest of their teammates. Vicky was one of only two women on their team. The other, Berta, was a large German Guardian who was known for her ability to pick Vampires up and slam them into hard surfaces—such as buildings or streets—crushing their bone structure and leaving piles of ash in her wake. Spying her squeezed into a chair at the end of the table, Aaron was glad to be sitting far away from her, next to the dainty-in-comparison Vicky, who likely wouldn’t accidentally crush his hand should she get excited

She stood at 5'9" with a well-toned frame and an Amazonian astatic with her choice of clothing. Her bare arms and back are covered with tattoos of different animals from many different cultures. Walking outside and directly to the tree Hevenly had previously used as a shadow gate then proceeding to lean against the tree and speak quietly bit loud enough for Hevenly to hear) I know you don't know me yet and I know you use Negativity as a resource for whatever your currently doing, so let me make myself clear. I am Evelyn Kamahazara. Or Athena in your native tounge. While I shall not interfere with you unless provoked, know that only the strong survive on this planet. So if you play with fire,

"I gotta go." "My love..." Atlas couldn't complete his statement. His tears were already falling. Venusa embraced him and wept on his shoulder. "I'll be fine. I promise." Venusa said and Atlas nodded. With one final smile, Venusa turned around and disappeared. Atlas cleaned his tears and faced the approaching enemies. One turned and his eyes blazed with rage when he saw Atlas raging toward him. On getting to the wolf, Atlas grabbed him by his tail and swung him out of the way. Atlas recognized the wolf. He was Northwolf, the beta of Redmoon.