Now You See Me Daniel Atlas Novels & Stories

“Daniel will see you now.” No turning back. I stepped inside, smoothing my sweaty palms against my pants. Daniel slightly stood up, offering his hand with a warm smile. Until now I realized how tall he was-easily over six feet—with the kind of lean build that suggested he spent more time buried in research papers than at the gym. Yet, there was a quiet strength to him, the kind that came from standing for hours over lab benches and hauling heavy equipment without complaint.

“Claire, you’re scaring me.” “Good,” she replies, her tone dead serious, “because you need to know that—” But before she can get the words out, the door swings open, and in strides Atlas, his expression hard. “There you are,” he says when he sees me, obviously relieved. “I was looking everywhere for you, Nyx.” “I…” I glance from him to Claire, my cheeks going red when I notice how intently she’s looking at him now that he’s within view of the camera. “I was just on a call. Why?”

"Is she hurt too, Daniel? But Landon must have treated her, right? And then..." Daniel bowed his head deeply. He closed his eyes as he replied. "I'm sorry, Alpha. I failed you. Forgive me." Taegan froze. His body became as cold as a corpse. Even all the pain he had felt vanished, completely numb. "W-what do you mean, Daniel?" Taegan asked, his voice shaking. Fear began to creep into his soul and body. "Why are you apologizing?" Daniel couldn't speak. Instead, he sank to the floor, and this time his tears were truly uncontrollable. He gave Taegan the answer in the most painful way possible.

Sound serious. "Oh my god. Who is warning me?" Atlas widened his eyes. Daniel never gave a warning to Atlas before. Atlas was shocked, also nervous. Atlas hesitated, "And.. What.. are.. you.. talking about? What eyes? Aish. We're late. Let's go." Atlas left the room, nervously. Great. I'm going to be crazy soon. ------ ----- -----

Willow wasn't just our manager. She was also George's wife. With her vouching for me, everyone fell into a tense silence. In my previous life, I hadn't been able to make out what was on the screen. This time, I wasted no time. I scrolled through the footage frame by frame. Even though it was nighttime, the ATM lights were still bright. Under the clear, almost daylight-like glow, my face was unmistakably visible. No matter how I looked at it, the person in the footage was undeniably me.

I was panting by the time I finally caught up with him. “Damn.” I bent over my knees, trying to catch my breath. “You’re fast.” “Is there something else you’d like to say to me? Another reminder that Micah is the mate of your choosing?” Daniel looked distraught, like he’d been run over by a car. “Oh Daniel,” I reached out and gripped his arms with both of mine. We were standing closely, so that I had a clear view of his eyes. Kind eyes that had reassured me and made me feel seen these last few weeks.

Inside was a single item: a leather-bound journal. Daniel’s. My hands trembled as I opened it. The first page was dated a year ago. The entries weren’t coherent—half poetry, half delusion. Obsessive ramblings about me. About “fixing what broke.” About being “misunderstood.” But one entry stopped me cold. I know where she is now. I saw her on the news. But she doesn’t see me. Not yet. Soon. I slammed the book shut. Noah was brushing his teeth down the hall.

"And for food, I’ll have grilled salmon, roasted vegetables, and lentil quinoa salad." "Excellent choice. I’ll be back shortly." He walks off and I sink deeper into the booth, slipping out my phone and answering a few texts. The silence is nice. I’m not thinking about Damon. I’m not thinking about the woman on our balcony. I’m just... here. Until I feel someone watching me. I look up, startled, and then I see him. Daniel. “Hey,” He says, flashing that warm smile of his. “You always look this lost in thought or is today a special occasion?”

Naya stopped in her tracks. As she was looking at the handsome and cold Daniel, Naya could not stop herself from wondering if Daniel had also watched the live broadcast on the internet. However, she still held onto the last ray of hope and walked in front of Daniel with a smile. “Dan, it’s so late. Are you here to see me?” She looked at Daniel with a lovely gaze. Before Daniel could speak, she heard people pointing at her and talking. “It's that woman.”

“Tell me, Ivy. What do you see in them?” I swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet his eyes. “I see him. Leo Ashton.” His name tasted like blood in my mouth. “I see him sinking his teeth into me, draining me until there’s nothing left. I see his face smeared with my blood as he laughs. I see my own body lifeless in his arms.” The words left me shaking, breathless, as if speaking them gave them new power. For the first time, Daniel faltered. His jaw tightened. His silver eyes narrowed, then softened with something like pity. He was silent long enough to make my chest constrict.