Marinette X Nathaniel Novels & Stories

But another part—the part that shivered at the raw devotion in his eyes—couldn’t deny the way he made her feel alive, even in fear. “I hate you,” she whispered brokenly. His mouth brushed hers in a bruising kiss. “Then hate me here. Hate me in my bed. Hate me while I’m the only man who can touch you.” Her tears slid hot down her cheeks as she kissed him back, torn apart by desire and despair. Nathaniel’s Move Across the city, Nathaniel Crane’s men delivered a slim black folder to his desk. He opened it slowly, his bruised lip curving into a smile as he read the contents.

"That won't do. When Mr. Lane gets violent, he doesn't hold back at all. If we don't restrain him quickly, someone might get seriously hurt." After speaking, Nathaniel continued directing others to carry the unconscious Xavier back to his room. Nathaniel worked for Jeremiah, so Yvette had no control over him. She could only follow along, staying by Xavier's side and not daring to leave again. After the others left, Yvette examined Xavier and discovered that he had some new injuries. Nathaniel agreed to it verbally but didn't actually follow through. "You must have never been bullied like this before," Yvette softly said as she took out a medical kit and gently tended to his wounds.

Mara stepped into view, composed as ever. And behind her, another man. He looked far too relaxed for everything going on, like he had walked into the wrong scene and decided to stay anyway. His gaze landed on me, curiosity flashing across his face. “Well,” he started, a faint smile tugging at his lips, “so you’re the...” “Lucien.” Nathaniel’s voice cut in, sharp enough to stop him immediately. Lucien paused, then sighed like he’d expected that. “I was just going to introduce myself.”

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”

"Are you being modest Mr.Martin?" "Actually I was thinking of painting you, as in making a portrait of yours." "Do you mean you'll be my Jack and I'll be your Rose,where you will paint me?" "Will it involve being naked?"Etienne teased. "Only if you're lucky."Natalia scoffed. "Come here my little vixen.Are you trying to tempt me?" "Why?I would never."Natalia feigned innocence. Etienne yanked her towards himself. "I am a very self-controlled gentleman my darling.So don't try to test my patience."

"What's on your mind, Nathaniel?" Nathaniel's smile masked his turmoil. "Nothing," he muttered, shrugging. Before Kilo could press further, Tristian burst in, his face etched with worry. "Thank the goddess you're alright!" Tristian exclaimed. He enveloped Nathaniel in a tight hug. Nathaniel's eyes met Kilo's over Tristian's shoulder. Kilo's gaze held a mix of relief and concern. “I am a Hawthorne, and we aren’t easy to kill,” Nathaniel muttered cockily, a hint of pride in his voice.

" Iam Mason. This is Pheobe, my sister and this is uncle chuck. I call him my uncle, but he isn't. We..." " Come to the point, you idiot. Why are you going easy on her?" Pheobe interrupted as she got frustrated by Mason's talks. " Why's the rush? We got all the time," he said. ' I got no time to waste' I thought which I couldn't express with these tape on my mouth. " So introduce yourself," He said like we are having a nice conversation. A pause. " Oh right. The tape," Mason laughed and took it. " Iam Sydney Marin. I don't need to tell you about me. Come straight to the point,"

Only Nathaniel chuckled when the men lifted Marian and threw her into the air for an action photo; Marian cursed the entire time. “You realize that this means we are one step closer to coming out of the shadows and letting the world know we are not just myths and legends. Next thing you know, humans and mythicals will be together, and our worlds will collide. I just hope you are ready for when that time comes, since this was your idea…” Nathaniel also sipped his cocktail, not masking his accusing tone.

Well, everything would fall into place once he got to see his purchased building then he would start to put the pieces together. Nathaniel Bernard was an ex-marine, kind, tall, broad chest, a lean waist, and extremely captivating. Very honorable and understanding about people's situations. He’d always dreamed of being a chef who captivate people’s hearts with his talented art of cooking, deciding a new venue away from the city could be the best place to start with.