Metalocalypse Nathan Novels & Stories

With tears in his eyes, he looked up and almost yelled, “Moon, it’s me! Why won’t you see me? I know I was wrong. I’m sorry. “Can you come back to me? You’ve left me all alone. What am I supposed to do? “Moon, please don’t leave me!” … Suddenly, Nathan lost all rationale and ran toward the incinerator. It looked like he wanted to die with me. Fortunately, the butler pulled him back just in time. “Mr. Clinton, please calm down! Clinton Corporation still needs you!” Nathan was heartbroken, and he coughed up blood. I felt conflicted.

“And the doc’s back at my apartment. Probably fucking his husband.” There was a beat of silence on the line before Mac cursed under his breath. “Jesus Christ, Hanley.” His voice dropped, sharper now. “What the hell are you talking about?” “Oh, and guess what,” Lukas said bitterly, wiping his sticky fingers on his jeans. “His hubby? It’s our old friend, Nathan. From college. You know, that asshole.” Another pause. Then Mac’s incredulous, “Are you high?” “I wish,” Lukas muttered, grabbing another scoop just to keep himself busy.

Rather than having a few years together during our childhood, we never really know one another. However, childhood is over, we all are grown up now, and it’s well known how a person transfers into someone new when they are fully-fledged. According to my friends, who have come across this man, they describe Nathan as a psychopath. Dean worked with him on some projects. He said Nathan is the most unpredictable man he has ever met, and I trust Dean’s judgment without question. “What do you want, Nathan?” “I want nothing, old boy. I want to give you something, a wedding present, remember?”

Nora explained still looking at the screen. Malek sighed and sat at her table switching on her desktop system. “That man cringed me to the core every time I saw him. Thanks to that mysterious superhero for saving us from cheaters like him.” Laila said as she stood straight. “Yeah, I heard he is not going to be involved with the company anymore.” Nora said settling beside Malek and slinging her arm around her. “Thank God.” Asher flung his arms in the air and exclaimed exasperatedly.

Nathan’s voice cracked as he finally spoke, his words barely audible through his choked sobs. The dam of emotion that had been holding back for so long burst forth, and he collapsed onto his knees, covering his face with trembling hands. His cries, deep and anguished, filled the room and echoed off the walls, a raw testament to the years of pain and torment he had endured in silence. Each gasp was jagged, each sob a note of grief mixed with the fragile hope that justice was finally within reach.

A huge wall of testosterone, this guy. He shoved his huge hands in the pockets of his worn jeans, causing his biceps to bunch. He must've bench-pressed a Buick to get guns that size. "The name's Nathan Roldan, but I go by Nate." Lord, his voice. Deep, guttural, and with a resounding echo that rumbled through her nervous system. She rolled the name around because it sounded familiar, but no way would she forget him had they met before. "Do I know you?" She pegged him at close to her age, give or take a year.

Gwyn groaned exasperated, "Winston wanted you back. He was hurting so much after you left. He really wasn't himself. He wasn't okay after your death." "He seemed very damn well fine to me when we visited him for the first time since your brought me back to life," Nathan grumbled, annoyed and frustrated. "I hate this! I hate everything that has to do with this. I've tainted the legacy I left behind. Nobody even remembers what I did for the pack anymore. Nobody even cares! I used to be Nathan the sly. Nathan the evasive. Nathan the wraith... Nathan the fallen hero of the blood moon pack. And now... Now, I'm just... Nathan the cursed. The parasite. The leech. The blood sucking demon... By every

“Did they...? H-How could they...?” “A month in the pit will do things to people that we can’t comprehend,” Nathan said softly, sinking down onto the grass beside me. “And sometimes, it awakens things in people that were simply dormant.” Dormant. I supposed Nathan had a point; Montgomery was a monster, and perhaps he had had this propensity for evil acts like this from the beginning. But still, it made my stomach churn. Thankfully, I managed to force the queasiness down through sheer force of will this time, although I knew the image would haunt both of us forever.

AVA My breath hitched. Expose his murder? The words echoed in my head like a curse I couldn’t shake off. I pressed the phone tighter against my ear, my voice trembling. “Nathan, what are you talking about? What murder? Colton didn’t—” Nathan’s low chuckle sent chills crawling down my spine. “Oh, sweetheart, you really don’t know, do you?” he taunted. “Your dear boyfriend was found in a car wreck with three dead bodies. His men. His precious team. And now, the police think he killed them.”

Message: Don’t move against us. Or you lose everything. Nathan groaned and covered his face with the blanket. “Yeah, yeah, I got it. I’m dead already.” The room stayed quiet. Nathan clutched the flash drive like a teddy bear and whispered one last line before drifting into uneasy sleep. “God help me. I just mailed my own coffin.”