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Elena glanced around, everyone was looking quite nervous, though she could admit she was nervous as well that it was evident on her face, she just wants to get over it, her grandmother was on drugs and she needed the money to pay for it, if not her grand mother may end up dying. Her eyes glanced around for Emily, his daughter, maybe she had gone to school, sh thought, she really wanted to see Emily, it was rumored that she was female version of the devil herself. She knew all about his dead wife and she was quite sorry for him, but what could she do? she was in no position to comfort him. "Alright everyone, I personally will be judging this show" Nathan hale voice boomed out and everyone wa

I whispered. Mrs Natalie placed a hand on my cheek, wiping away my tears. "Anita, you have to be strong, patient, and prayerful. Victory awaits us, and we have to believe in our strength and in Nathan's. He loves you more than anything in this world, and he'll do everything in his power to come back to you."

Every time Nathan made a dirty joke, Crystal was rendered speechless. When he said such ambiguous, lustful words, though they did not bother her because of his noble temperament, instead, they made her weak in the knees, and she thought - This man is like the proverbial wolf in sheep’s clothing. **** Back at the Beverly villa- As soon as Nanny Elma heard the sound of Nathan’s car in the driveway, she ran out to greet him, without even taking the time to wash her hands. She hoped that her pious loyalty would win her the Best Employee Award.

"Dear Victoria, I almost died today. I know that sounds dramatic, but it's true. One minute I was standing in the garden, and the next minute I was on the ground, and I couldn't breathe. The first thing I thought was: I'm not ready. I'm not ready to leave you. I'm not ready to leave our children. I'm not ready to miss everything—the grandchildren, the garden, the mornings when you hum while you make coffee. I'm not a man of faith. You know that. But in that moment, I prayed. I prayed that I would survive. I prayed that I would get another chance. I prayed that I wouldn't be taken away from you. And I got my wish. I know I don't deserve another chance. I've made so many mistakes. I've wasted

I smiled at his grave and then took my cigarette back in my mouth. Standing straight from my squat position, I gave the old man’s grave another look before walking out of the Royal cemetery. Nathan, my Beta was waiting for me by the car, he was bent over drawing something that he would never let me see. Nathan was a good artiste, he had been good since his high school days and he always showed off his painting, but recently, he never lets anyone - not even me- see them; the ones he draws in this golden book. “When are you gonna let me see your new drawing?” I asked, slapping his back, and as predicted, he hid the book from me again.

author pov Nathan had just returned from his pack lands right next to Moon Toucheds. He wanted to make sure that Chip was not having any problems and check the patrol reports. The patrol reports were clean; there had been no more fighting or sightings of the enemies. After speaking with Chip, Kane, and his sister, Nathan grabbed a quick shower and changed into clean clothes. He really needed to shave and thought about a quick nap. Sleeping sitting up did not afford very restful sleep, and he was afraid if he laid down for a short nap, he would not awaken like he wanted. Nathan was sure he would sleep through the rest of the day and night. He did not want to do that he wanted to get back to K

"What?? You can't... You gave me your word." Nathan's smile grew even wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Yes, I did give you my word," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I have a perfect answer for your question, remember?" Mr. Daniel's face contorted in confusion, his eyes narrowing as he struggled to understand Nathan's words. Nathan's smirk grew even wider as he delivered the final blow. "You have your Phrase and Clause starting with the word 'Death'."

My eyes landed on my laptop, and a thought struck me—the files Alex had sent me. I hesitated, my fingers hovering over the trackpad. Part of me didn’t want to open them, didn’t want to give Alex the satisfaction of proving himself right. But curiosity won out. I clicked on the email, opened the file, and pressed play. The screen flickered to life, and my heart sank as I saw Nathan sitting across from a woman in a dimly lit room. The sound was slightly muffled, but his words were crystal clear. “Raina thinks I follow her around because I like her,” Nathan said, his tone cold and detached. “...but that's not the case. I’m here for revenge.”

She sighed and then laid on the bed as a lone tear left her eyes. The tune of music continued to play making her curious of what was happening outside..... _______________ Nathan cheered as he drowned himself in alcohol. Tonight was the night of the celebration. He has perished his biggest enemy Aaron Maslow to nothingness. He was beyond happy. The dancers with a flimsy brazier and a thong continued to dance in the backyard with his men. He was himself enjoying. A hazel hair coloured girl caught his eye that was similar to Doctor Sophia and he called her to him by signalling.

"The Bennetts are busy mourning a daughter. The Kings are busy welcoming a wife. It’s a clean trade, don't you think?" As Elena draped her white designer coat over the velvet chair that had been Ava’s favorite reading nook, she claimed the space with a silent, terrifying finality. The trap was set. Nathan was hunting a ghost in the desert, completely unaware that his home had been occupied by the very demons he thought he had outrun.