I Can't Save Us My Atlantis Novels & Stories

“Tamara is attacking the human realm, starting with my pack. I need you and your men to go and help Atlas. Send whoever you can into your Court and evacuate your people. Send them through the portals so that they have a chance to live.” “Do you know what you’re doing, Rae?” Micah asked, his voice gentle but strong. “No, no I don’t.” I admitted, “But someone I met recently told me that I wouldn’t find the answer in a book.” “You think this idea of yours is the answer to saving our realm?” “Both of our realms.” I confirmed, even though it was more of a hunch than anything else. I omitted that information, knowing it would do nothing but sow panic and fear. This was our only option.

I turned towards Raffaele and his expression softened just a fraction as I stepped closer, his hand brushing my arm. “But what can we do? We’ve done so much research, pored over my father’s journal, ancient texts, Monica’s intel… and we still don’t know where it is. Atlantis still feels like a myth, even with the orichalcum samples we’ve found.” I felt deflated, the exhaustion of pregnancy and constant danger catching up. “We still have nothing concrete. If we don’t find it first, Dalton will weaponize it. Or worse, Tariq or Khalid will beat us to it only to make it worse”

“Please, Lisa. Please. Our people are dying. The plague is spreading. We… we have nowhere else to turn. Only you can save them.” I swallowed hard, refusing to let the tremor in my chest break through my voice. “You should have thought of that before you left me to rot.” Atlas’s voice cracked. “We were wrong. We were fools. But this… this is bigger than us. Please. Don’t punish them for our sins.” I felt the sting of tears at the corners of my eyes, but I forced them back. I would not give them that satisfaction. And then, before I could speak again, a tiny voice broke through the heavy silence.

I know I suck in some places with writing and I don't want to finish this story until they have both gone through and made changes. My plan is to have them go through the first many chapters of Save Me, My Warlock before I publish any of it here to give you guys the quality you deserve. After Save Me, My Alpha, My Mate is finished with the editing, it will be available in book format too. I plan to merge a bunch of chapters too but we shall see where everything goes. Depending on how much everyone enjoys my stories, I will continue to write more. I do want to get to Su's story eventually but I'm having severe writer's block with it.

“I’d like to formally vote that we turn around, pretend this was a very vivid hallucination, and relocate to a tropical island.” “We don’t have tropical islands,” I said absently. “Then I’ll build one,” he offered. “Right after we survive this eldritch hellmouth.” Sable huffed in my mind. "I like that one. He has instincts." My magic stirred faintly, that strange humming echo of what the Seer had awakened now thrumming under my skin. I didn’t reach for it. Not yet. “We’re close enough,” I said. “It’ll feel us.”

Not angry but tired and genuine and past the point of performing anything. “Valik.” I held his gaze. “I want to go back to my people. That’s all I want. Let me go and I’ll disappear and you’ll never have to manage my problem again, please.” He looked at me for a long moment. “You should get some rest,” he said. “You need to heal.” “I’m begging you for my freedom and all you can say is that I should get some rest?” I asked. “I heard you,” he said. “Just get some rest.”

"Jay, I'll take care of your grandmother. I'm sorry. If I could go back, I wouldn't believe Doug. Jay… I miss you." I watched her curled up on the floor…and felt nothing. I drifted above her, my presence thinning, fading piece by piece. If I got another chance at life, I would never want to meet her again.

"In your final hour there, she discovered how much you loved her. The guilt forced her to break through her memory suppression. Everyone else has forgotten you ever existed, but she remembers. She's been tearing the entire world apart looking for you. "Right now, that world is rapidly collapsing under the weight of her obsession. Unless you go back, it's going to dissolve into nothingness." "Do you want to go back?" the System asked tentatively. While I was spacing out, Vivian walked over and waved a hand in front of my face. "What are you daydreaming about? I'm starving. Come grab dinner with me." I snapped out of it and gave her a nod. But in my head, I answered the System, "No. I never fe

"What do you think? You killed my child and tried to kill me. Do you really think that I would make things up with you? "Michael, do you think I'm some kind of woman that you can trample on time and time again? Do you think that I'll never abandon you? Please move aside and don't block my path!" However, the more I said, the less he seemed to understand. He stood in front of me with a conflicted look. He was about to speak when someone shouted from among the crowd, "Someone is about to jump into the sea!" "Mr. Yates, Naomi is about to jump into the sea!"

Southern coast territory. Cain stood on the terrace of the vacation villa. He couldn't explain why, but a wave of unease had settled in his chest without warning. Vivienne came over and looped her arm through his. "Cain, come on. Stop staring into space. This is our vacation." He didn't move. The face in his mind wasn't hers. It was mine. I used to beg him to take me to the southern coast. I wanted to see the bioluminescent tides under the full moon.