Avatar Atlas Novels & Stories

Another one screamed "Oh please,it's probably not him. They are not in the same level please" "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with Anna,you're just jealous coz she's prettier than you!" Aurora shouted at the one who made the bad comment "Aurora please" Annabella muttered and Aurora scoffed. Everyone set to work after that Annabella sighed out and wore her apron,somehow she still wondered if the man is the Thadeus or just a random Thadeus. •••• Gregor's island is probably one of the biggest one would ever see,it's all painted in pure white with no single stain on it,people prefer calling it a paradise coz its just extraordinary

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

I read the note under the suit and almost felt like crying. “Astra, I hope you enjoyed your party. You deserve al good things. I’m sure Ezra already told you why I was not present. I hope you are very happy in life. I had this suit specially made for you and your amazing power. It will stretch to fit your male form while still look elegant when you are your true form. It is reinforced with a special polymer to act as an elastic bullet proof suit. It will be perfect for your missions. I hand made it with Gamma Taylor’s help for sizing. Yours truly, Isaac”

He snapped back. “Who's starving?” Atlas walked in, my eyes trailed over his body and my jaw dropped opened, he was sweaty and shirtless too, the jeans he wore sat low on his hips and he was without shoes. “You’re staring Lai.” Atlas said brushing his dump hair backwards. I cleared my throat and closed my mouth as embarrassment washed over me. “Who's starving?” Atlas asked again turning to his brother with his brow slightly raised. “She is, if she continues being stubborn.” Ares said bringing me back to reality.

“Ahh. Sex hangover. I saw that cute redhead you were flaunting around at the club. Did she give it to you good last night? She looks like a sweet piece of ass. If you don’t want her, send her my way.” “Shut up, asshole. Ava’s a good girl. She’s not like the other girls in the scene. And you know I don’t share my girls with your sick ass anymore. You’re a fucking bigger freak than I am.” “Prude. So... Ava, huh? That’s so cute. So, you didn’t give the little red a nickname? You never call a girl by her real name,” Atlas pointed out. “It must be serious.”

“We’re cooked.” “Not if we have enough fabrics, models, and designers?” He began, “I’ll arrange it.” “How?” “I’m Atlas Volkan.” He shrugged as if that was enough to justify it. Atlas spent four minutes on two phone calls. Next thing I knew, several packages were delivered at the office, a team of twenty designers arrived, twelve models strolled in like they escaped from Vogue and Atlas was sitting on the same couch with a smug grin. “I hate to say this,” He walked toward me, leaning against the wall. “But I told you so.”

Vivienne will become a better Luna with me by her side. Among my crazy and disturbed pack mates I could see one sticking out. I recognized him as Atlas. Atlas, one of my strongest pack mates was running with Eli when he seemed to trip. His body falling back as he tumbled to the ground. His wolf howling. I suddenly watched as it looked like an eternal fight was going on inside him. Until he forced a transformation. He suddenly face planted the ground butt- ass naked and in human form. Atlas had fought hard to change back. His wolf telling him he was wrong. His thoughts screaming. He was worried for Vivienne. His emotions hitting me like hard rocks.

Now Gurtar looked fearful, she shot a hateful look towards the girl and left without saying another word. I took a breath and tried to regain my composure. I could see the girl was frightened. I smiled warmly at her. “Please don’t be afraid, I promise I am not here to harm you in any way”. She nodded but remained silent. “Er please sit…if you would like?” I motioned towards the chair that Gurtar had sat in. The girl moved slowly to the chair and sat down. I noticed she didn’t relax into the back of the chair. I took the seat opposite. “My name is Atlas, can I ask what yours is?” The girl cleared her throat a little “Thea, Sir” she replied quietly. She wasn’t looking at me now, instead choosi

"YOU HAVE COME FAR, ANOMALIES." The voice didn't come from speakers. It synthesized directly from the vibrating ambient air of the room, echoing with the absolute authority of a creator. From the rolling white fog at the base of the central sphere, a figure emerged. It wasn't a holographic projection like the Seraphim in the plaza. It was a physical, synthetic avatar. SYSTEM ALERT: THE PRIME AVATAR (ADMINISTRATOR). THREAT LEVEL: OMEGA. The avatar was humanoid, but it possessed no face, no gender, and no armor. Its body was constructed entirely of a seamless, shifting liquid-metal alloy that mirrored the surrounding blue light. It floated two inches above the obsidian floor, entirely unbother

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