The Atlas Six Age Rating Novels & Stories

He won’t understand, he’s too young to know what Rhett did, too innocent to see the danger I see. “No, Atlas,” I say gently but firmly. “Didn’t Daddy warn you about playing with strangers?” “Lucy!” Rhett’s voice cuts like a whip, his eyes blazing. I ignore him and crouch to Atlas’s level. “Attie, sweetheart, I don’t want you talking to strangers, okay?” Atlas shakes his head, lips trembling. “But he’s my friend. And I love him.” “He isn’t your friend!” I snap, louder than I meant to. “I don’t want to see you near him again.”

When I was done getting everything I could, I started to look for Travis with my eyes unconsciously searching for Atlas as well. As I approached an aisle, I heard one familiar voice and another unfamiliar one. The familiar voice belonged to Travis and as I took the turn, I saw who the unfamiliar voice belonged to. A much younger looking version of Atlas, maybe twelve or thirteen years . He was a few feet taller than him, he had the same shade of golden hair with Atlas but it was way shorter and as I got closer, I noticed his eyes were dark. He had to be the youngest Shaughnessys, Atlas posts a lot of pictures about his younger brothers on social media.

He let out a breath of relief. "Lyra, once things settle down, let's go horseback riding in the countryside," he said with a smile. "I remember how much you love it. "The stables aren't far from here. You can go whenever you want." He had no idea I was leaving soon—not that I planned to tell him anyway. I met his gaze calmly. In the past six years, his eyes used to be full of affection whenever he looked at me. Now, all I saw was feigned concern and diffidence.

Nathan added. “I'm sorry, my babies, I will not leave without bidding goodbye again,” I said and got up. Atlas, like usual, was clinging to my legs. “Mommy had to rush to take care of something,” I said, caressing Atlas’s hair. “You need a haircut,” I added. Atlas kept his hair short while Nathan grew his to his shoulders, just like Damian, he loved the waves and never let me cut them apart from leveling them. "Okay, Mommy, ready for a movie, it's Saturday?”

She was like a greedy cat seeking for more petting, and not letting go of the source of this petting. “You aren’t a child anymore,” Atlas shook his head wryly and said. Yet there was still a large smile on his face. He clearly liked the attention he was receiving from his daughter. Finally he was able to get Sharon off him completely – well, not completely. For she still clung onto one of his arms like a koala. Once he had Sharon’s attachment sorted with, Atlas turned to face the youngest of his five children, and arguably the most talented.

“Completely serious. Two healthy pups. Due in late autumn.” Kaden looked thrilled and terrified simultaneously. “Four children under six years old. That’s going to be interesting.” “Interesting is one word for it,” I muttered. Atlas and Mira, now five years old, had very different reactions to the news. “More siblings to play with!” Atlas bounced excitedly. “Can we teach them to shift early like us?” “Absolutely not,” Kaden and I said together. Mira looked thoughtful. “Will you still have time for us when the babies come?”

" If I let go of you what happens to my money? Atlas came in while his brother has stripped me naked. Atlas walks to the bed and sits at the edge of the bed. " I am Atlas and he is Alan, we are twins, the Alpha of this pack. I want three pups and I have bought you to be my breeder"Atlas says. " And you are my sex toy, I do what I like with you" Alan says. I quickly turn to Atlas and pleaded with him to let me go. " Atlas please let me go, I beg off you" I said with tears.

“Mommy, these two… they are going to cause trouble one day!” Louis glared as if scolding his siblings. I picked him up but he wriggled to get down. Despite being the youngest, Louis turned out to be the most mature six-year-old I’d ever seen. I sighed, “Fine, come, let’s go home.” Atlas grabbed my wrist and I frowned. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go!” “We are not leaving, Julia.” “Excuse me? Are we supposed to wait till something else happens?” “Nothing happened, Julia!” Atlas snapped before groaning. He ran his hands through his hair before reaching for me.

The older sister scowled at the little one, who rolled her eyes and giggled in response. “Alette and Adelina.” Atlas motioned to the two sisters. The six-year-old, Adelina, flashed a dimpled smile at me while Alette gave me a wary glance. “This is my true-mate, Raelynn.” “Don’t mind Alette, she worry’s too much.” Adelina snorted, smiling at Atlas and I, much more intelligent than I would’ve pegged a six-year-old. “She’s Atlas’s true-mate Alette, you know she wouldn’t hurt us.”

Silence swallows us, and for a second I think I’ve gotten through to my abductors, but Atlas lets out a loud laugh. “The police won’t do anything.” Jacqueline smirks. I watch the two with a frown on my face. Atlas continues to laugh, rolling on the floor of the spacious vehicle. Sweat beads on my forehead and my hair sticks to my face. “We are not kids, November. We’ve been alive for centuries. Though I like to think that I am young and handsome, I am not. Well, not the handsome part. No matter what day I age, I still remain cute!” Atlas smiles widely, almost maniacally.