Miraculous Ladybug Nathaniel X Marc Novels & Stories

Nathan crosses his arms on his chest but says nothing. Mara applied the paste to my ribs first, I winced as it burned through my skin sharply. I sucked in a breath. “Hold still,” she commands. I glared at the wall, looking at the carvings to disrupt my attention from what she was doing. “You wince too much,” Nathan says mildly. “I bet you’re enjoying this.” I said while wincing some more. “A little.” he said flatly. Mara's hands move to my jaw, pressing it firmly. My wolf growls low in my chest, now is when it decided to show up, but when I needed it, it abandoned me.

Matthias looked at me and back to the person “Your majesty... this is Nathaniel, the guard!” “What?” I voiced in a shocked whisper. I leaned in closer and carefully brushed back the long, dirty hair covering the mans face. It was hard to see at first, he had a beard and mustache so long, it was raggedy and the beard was almost touching his neck. I could hear him breathing, but he was so still, so unaware that he had company. I looked carefully at his face, when his eyelids started to slowly crack open and I could see the blue irises behind them. “OH MY GOSH!” I screamed. I knew Nathaniel’s eyes! “OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH” I kept screaming as tears fell down my cheeks. “We have to get him out o

Jade glowed under his attention. No, no, this couldn't be happening. Not now, when everything had finally fallen into place for Nathan and me. Panic clawed up my throat. I wanted to scream, to grab Nathan and remind him I was his Luna. But my voice failed me. I could only watch, helpless, as he became further ensnared under this girl's spell. Because clearly, they were mates. The dreamy way he looked at her left no doubt. Which meant everything Nathan and I had shared meant nothing at all.

I could tell he had finally accepted that we could not be together as he turned and walked away. "You promised no to reverse the Mark, I will remember that promise," Henry said. "I don't know what you are talking about!" I said and quickly escaped. The rest of the day, I helped clean up. I did not look for Henry and I hoped he did not look for me. Rumors of our Marking had soon spread. As I walked around, my pack gave me knowing looks. Even Lily could not stop teasing me. After the territory was secured, Henry insisted on taking me back with him. I wanted to resist, but the teasing only got worse. It was clear my pack would not let go of this opportunity to tease me.

Nicholas freezes, deep inside, with a long exhale as he finds his release. I'm trying to regulate my thundering heart. His breathing is ragged, too. Nicholas is still in me, his face buried in the crook of my neck. " That was glorious," he whispers. I can only nod my agreement. I've never felt anything like that. It was mindblowing. I loved how patient and considerate he was with me. Lily was right; Nicholas cared for me and made the experience better than I anticipated. However, he hasn't marked me. Why hasn't my mate marked me?

No silver-clad soldiers or Vaelor Alphas. ​"Yes," I breathed, tears finally spilling over. "A terrible dream. There were monsters in suits, and a house made of glass, and a mark on my neck that burned like fire..." ​Maeve stood up and pulled me into a hug. She smelled of sunshine and laundry soap. "It was just a dream, Aria. Look at you. You’re safe. We’re all safe. There are no marks here. Only the mountains." ​I let myself sink into her. I let the peace wash over me, drowning out the memories of Noah’s desperate eyes and Cassian's rage. For the first time in an eternity, I let my guard down.

Ariel gave him a sharp glare. He raised his hands. “I’m just saying. You are her daughter.” Nathaniel sighed. “Okay, okay. Who is this guy?” “All I know is his name is Marcus,” Ariel said with a grin. “And he’s everyone’s crush in college. But look at me,I've got the Hawthorne features. I'm cute, tall, pretty, hot. I am everything. And on top of that” she leaned forward, smirking, “I’m extremely bad and extremely naughty.”

A spark passed from Miaka’s hand to Lancelin’s before he withdrew and stepped away from me. Moving at phenomenal speed, Lance knelt down and punched a hole through his father’s chest and ripped out the still beating heart. I stumbled back and Acelin was there to support me, but I didn’t look away. And then, right in front of our eyes, Nathaniel’s body caught fire and within just a few minutes, the fire engulfed him completely, leaving behind nothing but ash. Surprisingly, the fire didn’t touch anything other than the body and I might have to ask Lance someday how he did it, but for now, staring at Nathaniel’s ashes, I felt an odd kind of relief.

He looked at me, his eyes reflecting a mix of vulnerability and determination. "Mia, I can't shake off this feeling that there's more to Dr. Marks than we know," Nathaniel confessed, his voice tinged with a hint of worry. "I fear he's still lurking in the shadows, waiting for another opportunity to strike." I understood his concern all too well. The events with Dr. Marks had left us on edge, constantly looking over our shoulders, wondering if he had left a lasting impact on our lives. "Nathaniel, we can't let fear consume us," I reassured him, squeezing his hand gently. "We've come so far, and we've proven that our love is stronger than any darkness. Together, we'll face whatever comes our w

My breath hitches, my body a trembling mess. “There’s no part of you we won’t worship, Aretha,” Nathaniel murmurs, his tone steady and certain. “We’re easing you in tonight. But one day, you’ll take us all. Every part of us.” Marcos chuckles softly at the words. “Yeah, I hear you. Let’s give her something to dream about.”