Love Her Wild Atticus Novels & Stories

"I knew you were my only mate the first time I saw you, but later I found out that you had already found your own fated mate. At the time, I only felt regret and hoped you would be happy." "But a few days ago, I heard that your father was choosing a new mate for you, and after inquiring, I learned about your situation. So, I worked hard to become your choice." I looked at him and said quietly, "But... I'm not your fated mate." Atticus smiled, calm and unwavering. "So what?" he said. "I only follow the voice of my heart. Whether it's the Moon Goddess or some decree—none of it matters more than love. And I think you, more than anyone, would understand that."

He was clenching his fists tightly and glaring off in the distance. "It seems that the evil bitch would go to any length to try and gain my favor, even lie, kill, and take my child!" "Simona was in love with you!" Atticus scowled at me and slowly shook his head. "That woman only loves money, power and material things and is horrible. I am amazed that she was capable of raising you to adulthood. She takes and takes until nothing remains. You and Sawyer are lucky to be still breathing," he said sternly.

Atticus snarls, and I growl. Lazarus rises to the surface, and my muscles bulge. "I don't think you are weak! I don't pity you! And I don't think you should die," I growl, and Atticus's eyes widen. "I admire your strength. I listened to the horrors of your past, and my respect for you grew. You are an amazing warrior, Atticus. My dad thinks I am the best around this generation, but we both know it's you. My mate and I want to help you! My mate is best friends with yours. We want the two of you to work. We want this war to end and for you to work on yourself. We want a happy ever after for the two of you because you both deserve it," I growl, and Atticus jumps to his feet.

THIRD PERSON'S POV Oh, she was beautiful, a Greek goddess, Aphrodite. Yes Aphrodite. He really wasn’t sure how he had managed to push her away all those weeks. Now that he had seen her beauty, her tenderness, her response to attention and appreciation, he wasn’t determined to let her go. How could he when he had gotten a glimpse of what it would be like to be with her to have her as his mate? And now, standing there in his t-shirt, he realized just how proud he was to be called her mate.

He nipped his way up my neck until he reached my ear and whispered, “You’re bad, Brenda. You’re bad and I fucking love it.” “I prefer wild,” I breathed out, finishing on a moan. “You’re bad and you’re wild.” He picked up his pace. “You’re my wild, tempting bitch. Don’t go soft on me.” I laughed, my fists clenching above my head. “Never.” And when I cummed, it was hard and it was wild.

I immediately climbed to my full height, grasped her cheeks, and crushed my lips against hers, lifting my beautiful mate into my arms as I deepened our kiss. “You have made me the happiest man alive,” I murmured between kisses. “And I promise to do the same for you.” “I love you, Sebastian Maddox,” she whispered as I set her down, then took her hand and kissed it. Just then, a growl rumbled from my chest. She placed her small hand against my chest and smiled emphatically. “You too, Atticus. I love you both more than words can express.” Sierra extended her hand and gazed longingly at her ring, a sadness lingering in her eyes.

Atticus called after her, voice thick with confusion and a pull he couldn’t explain. But why? He had released wild animals before. They’d come and gone as they pleased. Yet this… this wasn’t ordinary. Not even 24 hours had passed since she had arrived, yet her wounds had healed unnaturally fast. That gaze. That scent. The way she had let him approach, had let him touch her… And now she was gone. Atticus sank to the floor, chest tight, the basket of uneaten food at his side. His mind reeled. How could an animal—how could any creature—be so… intelligent? So aware? So deliberate? And why did it hurt so much that she had left?

And I do want a family, as much as you do… Say yes, for I am willing to spend my whole life with you. Love, RAM

I unconsciously looked at the mansion once more. "It's been a bit rude for me to not introduce myself to you by name. My name is Lucas Alexander and I am the butler of this place, and what's your name?" "My name is Emma Iowa, and my daughter's name is Vivian Helen." “Vivian Helen, Emma Lowa? The names are beautiful. But it feels familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.” We looked at each other, then got a little confused. “The names of me and my daughter are just common. So it's not unusual for him to feel familiar."

Hoping that one day I'll have someone to cherish and love. Moving swiftly to where my book collection was, I picked one that was titled, 'Perfect Chemistry' by Simone Elkeles. The love story of Brittany Ellis and Alex Fuentes is so beautiful. Two people from two different worlds falling in love has to be the most endearing sight ever. Maybe one day I might experience such love, until then I need to pack up these books before Natalie gets here. Putting all the books in a box, I checked the time on my phone and it was past 4 pm. I decided to wash up before she got here.