Marc And Nathaniel Novels & Stories

​MARCUS ​I watched Nathaniel slide back into his hands, his shoulders heaving as the silent weeping took over his entire body again. It was a brutal thing to witness. I had known this man since we were twenties—I had watched him command international asset mergers, got paralyzed, came out of it strong, get betrayed and a whole lot more, handle hostile board takeovers, and carry himself with an intimidating aura that made regular men step out of his path. Now, he looked completely starved, his frame lean and hollowed out by an obsession that had thoroughly consumed him from the inside out. ​I stood up slowly, stepping away from the bed to give him a shred of dignity as he fell apart, and walk

"You've been staring at that glass for twenty minutes. If you wanted to drink alone, you could've stayed home." Nathaniel took a long swig, the liquid felt like it was burning his throat. "I think I might have….. misjudged things regarding her." Marcus raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Things? You mean Elara?" "Both…especially Elaea" Nathaniel muttered. He looked away, his eyes tracking a woman on the dance floor who had the same height as Elara. But he shook himself out of those thoughts, reminding himself that Elara wasn't even there.

"And this is Nathaniel—Annie's husband." Nathaniel was tall, with a faint British accent and a genuinely warm expression as he greeted me. "I've heard quite a bit about you," he said with a smile. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." "And this is my brother, Luke," Marcus continued, introducing me to a man who clearly shared the same genes—but with a much more extroverted personality. "Finally!" Luke exclaimed, wrapping me in a hug like we were old friends. "The mysterious woman from the Maldives."

"I'm a busy man. I don't have time to hesitate with you like this. Hurry up and make your decision. You might be able to wait, but Mr. Nathan can't." Marc was devastated. At last, he made his decision. He was about to put his signature down when he heard a fierce and deep voice that shouted, "Hold up!" That voice resounded like a church bell ringing in a quiet cathedral, giving him a wake-up call.

Mara’s pov “I am here to talk to you about something,” Nathaniel said I wonder what he wants to talk about “Ok, you can enter.” “Thank you” As he entered, I closed the door. “What would you like, water, wine, what would you like?” “I’m ok but thanks for asking” he said “Just sit so we can talk, I don’t plan to stay here for too long.” “Ok,” I have my seat. “So I came here this night because of Colton”

"Mango felt that Nathaniel's temper had worsened after his resignation. Moreover, he no longer respected Carlson like he used to be. It was as if they were getting along with each other as best friends. She didn't know if this was a good thing or not, but she was also worried that Nathaniel would keep his anger to himself." "What are you going to do with this? Although Marcelo is a nobody and the Li family is nothing but failure, I have a feeling that this matter is not that simple." Did you notice it as well? "Nathaniel sighed and said, ""I sneaked away with you before Carlson was here because I think this matter is complicated. Surprisingly, I still have to deal with it after all I've done

You don't move on from the person who holds half your soul. Marcus found me when I was sixteen, after my parents died in another attack. He took me in, trained me, taught me how to control the wolf inside me, how to fight, how to survive in a world that wanted us dead or enslaved. He was a good mentor, patient and skilled. But he never understood my obsession with finding Ava. "She's gone, Roger," he'd tell me, over and over. "Her family went deep into hiding. Even if you found her, approaching her would put her in danger. The hunters are still looking for you both. Your connection makes you targets."

My heart soared as Caleb and I flew over miles of dark woods as we crossed Martha’s Vineyard, heading into the late afternoon sun. I marveled at how big the island was. I had imagined it to be a small place, but as I looked down, I realized that it was massive. The Aquinnah cliffs, where we were heading, were on the far corner of the island, all the way on the other side. Even flying at Caleb’s speed, it would take a while.

Marcus said, glaring at me. “He is an Alpha, and you are not my elder. The wolves and Lycans have decided that long ago” “We came here with a proposal, and considering that Nathan is your friend, we believed that maybe we could learn his tricks” Marcus said confidently. I raised an amused eyebrow and watched as Katerina fought to shake her head at his choice of words.

Nathan groans and reaches under him to masturbate as Marcus pushes me all the way inside. "Good boys," Marcus praises. "I'm not your sub," Nathan grumbles as he lifts his front up so he's resting on his hands. "I'm kidding," Marcus says with a light laugh. Nathan moans when my dick rubs his prostate and Marcus moves me back and forth.