Metalocalypse Nathan Novels & Stories

I asked, looking up at him “I was hoping to make a nice dinner for the four of us? You know, something here in the room, just you, me, and the kids? It’s been a while since we’ve had our alone family nights where they were able to just sit and tell us about their day…” “Oh, malyshka, I can’t today” Nathan said sadly “I want to, but you know that I have to meet Natasha later and there’s Domenico’s case going on. The gala is coming up and we have to ensure that he’s going. I know that Natasha’s been meeting up with him and I want to know what she was able to find and what he told her” “Hmm…” “Now, now, Katerina, the two of us have talked about this” Nathan teased, wrapping his arm around my wa

“Consider this a warning. Stay away from Peter.” I couldn’t help but laugh, though it was devoid of humor. “Rachel, let me make something perfectly clear: I have no interest in Peter. If you’re here to mark your territory, you’re barking up the wrong tree.” Her eyes narrowed, anger flashing across her face, but before she could respond, the sound of footsteps descending the stairs interrupted us. Nathan appeared, dressed in black jeans and a blue shirt with a stethoscope draped on his shoulder. He paused at the bottom step, his expression shifting to surprise when he saw Rachel.

I got the sense she doesn’t have many of those kinds of memories. She’s also hilarious. Dry and sharp, but playful. She gave as good as she got. By the end, she was already ganging up with Grey against the boys like she’d always belonged. I couldn’t picture a better fit for this family. Or for Nathan. Nathan, for his part, was quiet—which isn’t unusual. He’s always been more introverted than our other kids. I think it’s a combination of his past and his powers. His biological father was a lunatic. And surviving a civil war doesn’t exactly leave room for sunshine.

My nails click-click on the desk in the otherwise silent room, the staccato sound the only noise. Alex is leaning against the window, hands in his pockets, watching me with a smile. "You look like a woman basking in the demise of her arch-nemesis." I smile. "Maybe I am." He pushes off the window, walking toward me. “Don’t celebrate too soon. Nathan isn’t the type to go down quietly.” I know that. Nathan thrives in chaos. If he senses his empire crumbling, he won’t retreat. He’ll burn everything down with him.

He is only a few weeks older than Halsey and they even share a few classes together. They’ve never spoken to each other but she is terrified of him. Nathan has a fiery aura which intimidates everyone else around him. Despite his popularity, Nathan is cold hearted. He and his friends are notorious for looking down on others and even bullied people to the point that many left school. His father, Daniel Jacobs, is a multimillionaire so Nathan gets away with everything. “Listen here, nerd!” He calls her in a scathing tone. “If you tell anyone that I kissed you, I’ll make your life miserable in school. Got it?”

"I had to! I spent three hours staring at those pictures, comparing them to the medical records I swiped from their respective doctor’s private server. I made such a sacrifice and what are the both of you talking about?!" I couldn't help it. A small laugh escaped me. "Three hours, Nathan? That’s a lot of time to spend looking at another man's body. I didn't know you were so... dedicated to a job like this? Very impressive." "I am fully straight, if that's what you're trying to imply!" Nathan snapped, though his blushing intensified. "I am not gay, I am not bi, I am just a very thorough investigator who now knows more about Jace’s anatomy than I ever cared to know."

. For the first time in my life I saw his eyes. They were steel gray and made me feel extremely intimidated. Don’t even get me started with his unruly brown hair. In conclusion, he was a smoking tower of blazing hotness. He was A GREEK GOD. “Nathan!! I was just helping her out with her homework.” Danika’s voice pulled me out of my trance. Her voice sounded like her vocal cords were soaked in maple syrup. Nathan looked at her and raised his eyebrow. “Seriously! Trust me! Tell him Fats-I mean Elizabeth” She whined and nudged me in my stomach. Nathan bent down low till his eyes met mine. My eyes widened and I forgot how to breathe. “I will ask you only once and let me tell you this that I hate

I said fast,holding my breath “…I will recognize you no matter how sophisticated or masked you look. I’m glad that beast is at least not violating your body ….” Said Nathan as his eyes which had visible balck eyes bags roamed my body. Nathan seems sad,he also suddenly looks much older and since when did he start growing beards?! “What about mother ….” I shook my head, not even trying to stop the tears that were streaming down my face without giving a damn about spoiling the makeup Madame Anna’s team did on my face.

But something about the way he spoke, the way his hands moved subtly behind his back, the way his gaze kept flickering– He was waiting. For backup? A trap? I opened my mouth to scream a warning – but Nathan beat me to it. “I’m not here to play your game,” he said. “This ends now.” Another surge of power exploded from him. Malachi braced, tried to counter – but it wasn’t enough. Nathan ran into him again, lifting him clear off the ground before slamming him down hard enough to leave a crater. I felt the shockwave in my teeth and in my bones.

I asked, though part of me already knew the answer. "Nathan," he said, confirming my fear. "Son of Malachar, the one who killed Thorne's father. The one who's going to finish what my father started." He crouched down in front of me and I tried to lean away but there was nowhere to go. The silver burned worse when I moved and I gasped, hating that he could see how much pain I was in.