Miraculous Ladybug Nathaniel X Marc Novels & Stories

He looked thankful to Nathaniel for helping him and I was equally relieved too. Mark, who had been watching silently, murmured, “This wasn’t our fault.” “Mark, apologize,” My uncle ordered. Mark grumbled something under his breath but didn’t argue. My uncle turned to Nathaniel’s brother and said, “I’m deeply sorry for the trouble. It won’t happen again. It wasn't intended at all.” Nathaniel was still staring at me. Did he realize we were mates as well? Or was it something else? Did he recognize me as his old enemy, Alec?

A very powerful mind ability. Mavis capitals and towns are abandoned of people. It was safe for fighting not thinking that someone would be harmed. Nathaniel could go all out not thinking of its people's safety. they rebuilt the towns and capitals but they cannot rebuilt the life of their people. From his peripheral vision he saw his brother Marcus walking towards him.

Before I could even get up, Noelle burst into tears and threw herself into Marcus's arms. "Dad, Mom went crazy again. She wouldn't let us eat cake!" "Yeah! We got scared and tried to hide. She was chasing us, and then she fell down the stairs by herself." "Zoey." Marcus looked as if he was about to explode, but his expression quickly settled into something cold and controlled. "I think you've been cursed. You're losing your mind. I'll call the elders and have them take you to the altar to cleanse it." He pulled out his phone, but I snatched it away. Gritting through the pain, I forced myself upright and rasped, "I'm not crazy. And I'm not cursed."

It was better for the image if people thought he was unattached. Later, when she stopped asking directly, he convinced himself she had understood. He told himself they were already together in every way that mattered. Now she stood in front of another man, wearing the calm expression of someone who had stopped waiting for permission to move on. Nathaniel's vows were brief. He spoke about meeting Mira years ago in a small London studio, when she had been writing songs no one around her seemed to hear properly. He said he admired her before he loved her, because even then she carried whole rooms inside her music and still let other people take the light.

“Weren’t you supposed to give me a tour of the school?” ****** Later that night, my eyes were fixed on the mark on my hand. It looked like a really cool tattoo of a skull and fire around it. I still couldn’t believe I had met an actual demon. The next day, as I walked into school, I had only one goal: stay away from Timothee. “I can’t believe they are together,” three girls who walked past me said, their faces etched with sadness. What were they talking about? I continued to walk to my locker. “Nathaniel and Lydia? Such a powerful couple, but I am still jealous,” another girl giggled.

Dylan said and they nodded. "An angry lady is making her way towards us," Chase muttered nodding his head in the direction behind them. They turned to see Crystal storming towards them. "It's been like a month and she isn't over you yet?" Marcus asked with a laugh. "We weren't even together to begin with," Nathan rolled his eyes. "We need to talk!" Crystal exclaimed when she approached them. "We're talking," Nathan pointed out and she glared at him. "In private, if you really needed me to spell it out," she crossed her arms across her chest.

Her expression shifted almost instantly as her brows pulled together in recognition. “Do you know this person?” Lucian asked. “Yes,” she answered without hesitation. “I know him far too well. He isn’t someone a person easily forgets.” Lucian’s posture straightened. “Are you certain you aren’t confusing him with another ward?” “I am positive,” Martha replied with a nod of conviction. “Nathaniel was the one child who brought nothing but chaos to this facility. He fled the grounds with his girlfriend the moment he realized he was facing charges for fraud and a brutal assault.”

One family that specialized in elegant control. Nathaniel placed the folder in his personal safe and sealed it. “This stays between us,” he said. “Until I decide otherwise.” Marcus nodded. “What if Lillian asks.” Nathaniel turned back to the window. Below, the city continued as if nothing had shifted. “She won’t,” he said quietly. “Not yet.” After Marcus left, Nathaniel remained where he was, staring at the reflection of his own face in the glass. The contract marriage had been meant as armor.

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."

Eliana POV Nathan was the first to recover, his voice hard as his eyes pierced through Marco. “What are you saying?” Marco gestured to his own neck, devoid of any mark. “The tattoos, they match. Doesn’t that mean that you two are fated mates?” Again, far too much knowledge on our world than a simple human should have. My brain automatically went places that it shouldn't have, but I guess the last few months of interaction with the big bad world has made me suspicious of people in general.