Milo Atlantis Novels & Stories

Malachi said and Kiran laughed as he looked at me. “Dad wasn’t a goody two-shoes and he became Alpha at twenty,” I said. Malachi put his napkin down and picked his glass up. “Yes, he did. He was ready. You aren’t even close to being ready to fill an Omega position,” Malachi said evenly and my mother laughed. An Omega was the lowest position in the pack, reserved for people that didn’t really serve any purpose.

Antonio was really rough with me that day so, I took a walk, letting my legs lead me. I wandered away from the pack and into the forest. I didn't go too far, the pack was still in my view. ‘Hello…’ he had greeted, looking nervous but cute. ‘Hi, are you lost?’ I had never seen him in the pack before. “Not really. My pack is around here ‘Oh cool. So, why did you come to meet me?’ ‘I know that you're still young but I'm your mate. My name is Milo.’ I called Antonio immediately through the mind link. It was weird at first but Milo was too easy going and Antonio bullied him into submitting to him.

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

Of the way he had stood between her and the door, the way he had watched her leave and the weight of his head against her thigh. Titan was imposing,controlled and trained. Milo was impulsive,loud and protective in a clumsy, reckless way. But the loyalty was the same. “You’d hate him,” she whispered to Milo absentmindedly. Milo barked once, as if agreeing. Layla let out a small, breathless laugh. “You’d bark at Titan,” she continued. “And Titan would just stare at you like you were ridiculous.” The image flickered in her mind—Titan’s steady gaze and Milo’s bouncing energy.

The way something heavy shifted between us. Something hungry and terrifying, that made my heart stumble the moment he whispered my name. "Athena..." I force myself to shove the Commander from my thoughts. Instead, I focus on his mother. Miriam Ironheart. Elegant. Soft. Graceful. I heard her story. The former Overlord's illegitimate lover. The woman who gave him the son he cherished most. She knows pain. She has lived through it. Perhaps that is why she understands ours. "But he didn't accept all creatures, now did he?"

Most people here were really relaxed around nudity, but humans weren’t and I had spend 17 years of my life amongst them. “Thank you for doing this.” Ati said. Milo was a lot bigger than me. Last time he had been so angry, but now he was just lying on the floor showing his belly. It was like a dog showing he was submissive. “He’s apologizing.” Ati said, “he can’t mindlink us yet. So this is his way of saying he’s sorry.” Ati didn’t need the apology and ran towards Milo and jumped on top of him, teasing him and biting him softly, showing Milo she wanted to play.

Today is the day that I would be offered as a pet to one of the most dangerous men on earth. My name is Milo, though it hardly matters. No one calls me that. To them, I am nothing but an abomination. A disgrace. An Omega. I am 5,5 feet tall, barely escaping shortness, unlike my twin sister that was at a staggering 6,0 foot tall. Where I was slender and thin as a result of lack of food. My sister had a fit athletic figure, with all her shape well defined by the rigorous training she puts herself under.

If it was just me, I feel like I might be calmer, but knowing the fact that it just attacked Skyr made me nervous as hell. ‘Lord Byron?’ Momo spoke to me in my mind the moment it heard me say my brother’s name. ‘He’s not here. But I am talking to him right now.’ I told Momo. Momo tilted his head to the side while gazing at me before his attention flickered to Skyr once again. ‘My Lord, he is an Atlantean. Their kind is evil.’ Momo attempted to go closer, but I moved my body until I was in front of Skyr.

Milo did not expect the opponents to target him first. However, he was a powerhouse and belonged to the Primordial Demonic Ape Race, one of the Ten Primordial Fiends. He immediately reverted to his true form, which had powerful physical strength. At the same time, he activated a Supernatural Power similar to the Sacriligeous Ascension. Milo resisted the series of attacks using his brute force and the enhancements from his Supernatural Power. Then, he swiftly created distance from James and the others to regroup with his team members.

ARTHUR & MILA “Father!” Arthur exclaimed, feeling appalled. “When you are of my age, you will understand. This filth,” he spat at the floor, “woman nothing more than a beggar, can never be your queen!” It was perhaps the repetition of the words ‘filth’ and ‘beggar’ that triggered Arthur, as he said, “Mila is a werewolf, father, like us. She is an alpha already. She is ruling the former Keats kingdom, and very successfully. She is,” he inhaled heavily, “of a pure bloodline. Of a powerful ancestry, and is a true alpha!”