Now You See Me Daniel Atlas Novels & Stories

I wouldn't be surprised if he couldn't even describe me to someone. Well, my years of longing for him were over. This Belly was here to make him regret not noticing me. He stopped a short distance away from me, his gaze scrutinizing. There was a certain curiosity in his eyes. "And you are...?" He cocked a brow. "Isa, Alpha." I dipped my head. "I am most grateful that you granted me this audience." I lifted my gaze to his and he was still watching me intently. For a second, I pondered, what would he do if he saw my face right now and knew I was Belly?

I'm suddenly too aware of how fast and hard my heart is beating against my chest and it squeezes, in pain, obviously. Green eyes— so familiar and so dark, so mysteriously dangerous and knee weakening, as he continues to stare down at me, his gaze unmoving on anything else, only focused on me, only on me and for a long second, as we stare at one another, slowly processing and taking each other in, I have the burst within, something that tells me that maybe. . . just maybe, everything will be okay. Now that his here. And with me being here, too. Everything can work out, like before but better.

She also could never stand the smell of a grown man pee every time she sat there to wait to her bus. “ You can see me?.” He questioned, his eyes glued to her. Alyssa paused for a while as her eyes trailed down from his head to his toe. Blood stained shirt. Tore shirt. Barefoot. Rough hair. A breathe that stink. How did she miss all that? How did she not notice that he was one of them? One of those that were treated in asylums. “ Wait, you can see me.” Marco questioned curiously, shocked as well as ashamed.

“It’s possible.” I looked past him to the mime outside. The crowd had grown bigger. People were laughing and clapping. The mime was pretending to be trapped inside a glass box. A child handed him a coin, and the mime bowed deeply. I didn’t care about the mime anymore. My eyes saw him, but my mind was somewhere else. Daniel’s presence had pulled all my focus away. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Daniel asked. “Like what?” I frowned, a thin line pulling on my lips.

"Oh Brittany, I remembered but I couldn't help myself, he's so handsome but for a while, he gave me a strange feeling, like I have seen him before" "That's not possible, Nikolai Klaus is not someone that could be easily seen and you are very lucky to have seen him. Now, I wish that I was the one in Big Sam's clutches instead of you" "Don't even think about it, it was horrible and I am glad that Big Sam will never disturb me again, all thanks to Nikolai Klaus". ******************************************* Bella was surprised to see Daniel at home when she got there, "what are you doing here?" She asked and he raised a brow at her

Once everyone had filtered inside the building, Nicki and Dustin called the room to attention. I noticed Alyssa standing at the edge of the crowd, her eyes flickering to where Atlas stood. I followed Alyssa’s line of sight and jumped as I realized Atlas was staring at me. He paid Alyssa no attention, but placed all of his unwavering focus on me. I turned my eyes away from his, fighting the pinkening of my cheeks and faced the room.

The pain relief medications were helpful, but the image of me being fired created a weird phantom pain. "Where's..." I started to say when suddenly the door barged open and Daniel walked in. "She's awake?" Daniel asked, shoving my parents aside and sitting beside me. He was in a black hoodie and even in my sick state, I couldn't help but feel attracted to how hot he looked. I'd never seen him in a hoodie and almost every American boy I knew was endlessly in a hoodie and sweatpants but he looked smoking hot with a quarter of his hair showing and a gold chain around his neck.

"About what she'll see. She's very perceptive. She'll see everything." "Let her," Daniel said. Adrian looked at him. "Let her see everything," Daniel said. "There's nothing to protect." Adrian was quiet for a moment. Then he put the atlas away. "Left at the next junction," he said. "I saw the sign," Daniel said. "I know," Adrian said. "I'm still telling you."

A cab slowed down and pulled over. “Where to?” the driver asked. I opened the door and got in. “Central Heights,” I said quickly. He nodded and drove off. I leaned back against the seat, staring straight ahead, the city moved around me, people crossing the street, cars passing, life going on like nothing had changed. But everything had changed, my hands rested in my lap, fingers clenched so tight they hurt. 'He sold you.' I shut my eyes briefly, my chest tightening. No. No, I wasn’t going to fall apart here, not in front of a stranger. I swallowed hard and looked out the window instead, forcing myself to focus on something, anything.

“I think it's perfect.” I allowed myself to believe everything was finally over. The past was behind us, Genesis was gone, and tomorrow could wait. But as the celebration slowly began to quiet down, I noticed Daniel standing near the edge of the room. He was staring at his phone. His smile was gone. “What happened?” I asked. Daniel didn't answer immediately. He looked at Damien, then at Sebastian, before finally looking at me. “I just received something.” The warmth inside my chest disappeared. “What is it?”