Avatar Atlas Novels & Stories

I know it’s kinda cliche but we all want young adult stories at times to remind us of our teenage days (LOL). I’m off to writing my new baby. It’s titled The Alpha’s Cursed Mate and also available on Goodnovel. SPOILER ALERT: it’s a werewolf fantasy romance. I hope you’ll give it a shot. Scroll to the next page to get a sneak peek of The Alpha’s Cursed Mate!!!

she demanded, her voice tinged with urgency. Alpha Haden hesitated, torn between the pull of his instincts and the pressing need to pretend like he didn't want Zaryn off his sight. His inner turmoil was still interrupted by the persistent whispers of Gaya, a voice only he could hear. “Your mate is Tasyra,” Gaya repeated, each chant digging deeper into Alpha Haden's head.

GAVRAEL ~ “Thank you for delivering yourself to me. From what I’ve been told, the mate to the white wolf is the Alpha. I can’t wait to have you strapped down next to her. I finally have something to take me to the highest levels of prestige in the scientific world. Imagine all I could do with your DNA, my name will be in the history books. I will be able to replicate whatever makes you all so special and make an army of your kind from humans, give people powers at will. I will become a goddess on earth, nations all over the world will seek my work, and no one will ever call me weak again.”

Nanna had also changed into a clean dress and she seemed to be very fine than I actually expected. "Oh, Zaila already met him." Alvans chuckled and I looked at him in the eyes. What was he talking about? When we got closer, I saw that this man was absolutely different from the one we saw earlier. "Casey, this is Atlas, he is my Gamma. And Atlas, this is Casey, a very good friend of Imara." Alvans introduced him to us. I nodded but I was already tired of the way he was introducing me to this people, I wished I could tell him that I am not Imara's friend at all... That she sent me out of the pack house for her own benefit.

“This is a synthetic case. An avatar of the primary subroutines.” The shape came out of the light. She wore a flawless, white uniform of the Old World, decorated with golden ears. You Face was immaculate, the trains were hard, aristocratic and from an ice-cold authority a. The eyes glowed in an artificial, penetrating gold. My breath stopped. It was the exact physical image of the man from the old Video recording in Bunker Alpha. “You came back, Kaelen,” said the Avatar. His voice was calm, paternal and deeply threatening. “I waited for you so long in the dark. The

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.

But he didn’t know that by sending her out, she will come running to me. But of course, Sin isn’t stupid enough to send her out alone. My eyes move from the woman to the three young men running behind her. One, I recognize. And his name is Atlas. Dark skin, and curly short hair, cropped on his head. He used to be a part of the Vampire Kingdom, but he managed to escape to work for Sin. And that is mainly because Sin promised him freedom to feed on whomever he wanted. Sin knew how powerful Atlas was, even though the kid looked like a loser with his lean physique and playful personality. He needed Atlas by his side to make his Kingdom stronger, so he sacrificed humans for Atlas to feed on.

" If I let go of you what happens to my money? Atlas came in while his brother has stripped me naked. Atlas walks to the bed and sits at the edge of the bed. " I am Atlas and he is Alan, we are twins, the Alpha of this pack. I want three pups and I have bought you to be my breeder"Atlas says. " And you are my sex toy, I do what I like with you" Alan says. I quickly turn to Atlas and pleaded with him to let me go. " Atlas please let me go, I beg off you" I said with tears.

“Don’t you have training to do?” “It’s not nearly as fun as watching you.” I countered, pouting just a bit. My eyes found the tattoo that started at his shoulder and snaked down his back. A scaled dragon, full of razor-sharp teeth and eyes glistening with intelligence. Its tail was curled around his waist, and ended in a tuft of dangerous points. Atlas’s tattoo seemed much brighter now; definitely brighter than the faded blue it had been in the past. His dragon, it looked as though it were made from ice.