I Can't Save Us My Atlantis Novels & Stories

Vanessa coldly responded, "Everything you did was your own choice. What does it have to do with me? You told me to follow you for a better life, but now you're a sinking ship. Why should I stick around?" The last time I met Quintus to discuss the division of assets, I brought up these rumors. He looked embarrassed. "There's nothing much to say. I misjudged her." Then, he looked at me with a trace of hope. "Giselle, can we start over?" "Is my attitude not clear enough?" I asked. I had given the pastries he brought to the cleaning lady in my building. The flowers had been picked up by a friend since I was allergic to pollen.

“That’s a good plan, Mia. It won’t be easy, but if you play this right, you won’t just save Emma. You’ll save yourself, too.” Determination settled in my chest. I had two days. To save Emma. To change my fate. And to finally make things right. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm golden glow over the neighbourhood. I stood in front of the mirror in the small bathroom of the house Apollo and I were using. My reflection was unfamiliar—Sandy, the name I had given myself, was supposed to be a fresh start. But how could I be someone new when the weight of my past clung to me so tightly?

she'd survive it. "Atlas." She caught his hand. "Can I ask you something?" "Yeah." "The women before me. The five. Did you—" She stopped. "Did you ever try to save any of them?" Atlas was quiet for a long time. "No." "Why not?" "Because I didn't know them. Didn't care about them. They were just—" He stopped. "They were just jobs. Casualties of Dante's obsessions. I felt bad, but not bad enough to risk my sister."

It sounded harsh and mysterious. Deep down, I knew Atlas wouldn't spare her life for nothing. He never acted on emotions. There was a catch. If only I knew what it was. “Just to be clear,” her fragile cracked voice penetrated the air again, ”I'm curious. Why did you save me, Alpha? You could have left me to my horrible fate with the Rogue King.” I hissed in irritation, glaring at her. “You are not special. Don't even think about it.” Atlas's hands stopped me from speaking further as he took a few steps towards her, his eyes looking down at her while he stopped when his lips were a few inches away from hers.

“What was I doing?!” Valeria roared in rage. “Then you die too!” She lunged—but Lucas grabbed her legs. “Sophia! Run! The palace is collapsing!” The glass dome shattered. Water flooded in. I held my son and reached for Lucas—but the current pulled us apart. I saw Lucas and Valeria sink into the abyss. The ocean turned red. We escaped in a lifepod. Atlantis was gone. I floated in the endless sea, holding my son, tears mixing with saltwater.

That wasn’t criminal; hell, she was a hero. “How do I get to Atlantis?” “And then there’s—what? You want to do what?” The bird undulated her neck in a pink figure eight. “Atlantis? What? Did you suddenly fall head over fins in love with her? Oops, never mind. You don’t have fins. My bad.” “Ginger, how do I get there?” Ginger sighed. “You’re crazy, aren’t you? Do you know what happens to Humans who try to sneak into Atlantis?”

i walk over and sit on the couch and wait. She sits there watching waiting, after a few minutes she speaks, “i bet you are wondering where you are?” i nod and reply, “im assuming im dead judging by being in here with an angel.” She giggles, “yes and no, the gods are wanting you to try and see if its safe to bring the world’s together or if they’re going to go ahead and destroy themselves with their hatred of other species.” She takes a breath, “Each Species has their own god and this was decided to let you decide if you want to save them to save yourself.”

"Atlas, I was trying to talk to you about the curse. Be serious." ***

"If I didn't save you that time, what will happen to you?" Niccolo asked her wife as they lay down in their soft and comfy bed. It's twelve midnight, but they are still awake. Casey looked at her husband's eyes and smiled. She shrugs her shoulders and said, "I don't know what will happen to me that time. Thank God because you saved me from being hopeless. You saved me, Mr. Billionaire. My husband saved me and I was so thankful for that."

"Don't worry, we won't hurt you. We came to save our friend. As for him, he's the famous Atlas, one of the Four Great War Gods in Salvania." "Atlas?" Violet looked surprised. Atlas had an intimidating reputation. Since she lived at the border, she had often heard about him. She had also heard Boris and the other thugs crying out his name in fear just now. It must really be Atlas! "That's right, I'm Atlas." Atlas smiled slightly. "Then… Then I'll go with you!" Once she had verified their identities, she hastily stood up.