Novel & Cerita Miraculous Ladybug Nathaniel X Marc

Nathan Blackmark gave to his loyal servant and he bowed down in assurance. "And you...assis…" Nathan was interrupted by the girl who politely corrected, "Ms Harper, my Lord." He became silent, just observing her expressions. And he noticed she was uneasy and terrified. He could not hear her heart beating but sense it. Her heart indeed was beating rapidly. Lucy and Genevieve, we're sorting the magazines. "Frontpage. Frontpage. Nathan Blackmark, the Lord." Genevieve hurled the piles of magazines, one by one as she uttered.

He barely blinked as Roderick's body shriveled under the bright glare of UV rays, caving in on itself until flesh turned to dust. As if this were a signal, the milling groups of remaining Lycans departed, off to celebrate their hard-earned victory and to bask in a sleep finally free of nightmares. It occurred to Marc he should leave too. I should look for shelter. But for some reason, he didn't move. He couldn't. It was almost as if he was compelled to remain. With nothing better to do, he stayed. He wasn't alone. Nathan, the son of the late Roderick, and his mate also stood vigil for a while, making certain, like Marc, that the horror would never rise again. Eventually he, too, left, and Ma

Harry turned around and started unbuttoning his tunic while Nathaniel strolled a little further away and surveyed the wonderful scenery. "Harry, I'll check a little further but I'll be back. Don't wait for me, okay? You can join Anna, I'll be quick." "Shouts Nathaniel!" Nathaniel's breath brought him down into sync with his strides, heeding the sound of his soles and trudging on the earthen route, flapping his arms in time as he hummed his favorite song. He saw a colorful butterfly, bigger than a basketball. It was so enchanting and magical, I was amazed at its beauty. Nathaniel followed it, not minding that he was getting too far away.

Nathan replies, earning himself a glare from Dara in my defense. “I swear to the Goddess, Nathan, if you ever decide to switch the team you bat for, I’ll marry you in a heartbeat if you make this at least weekly,” I say, shoving another bit in my mouth and moaning obnoxiously as I suck the spoon clean. Nathan blows me an overly dramatic kiss. At the tiniest groan from his wolf boyfriend, Nathan turns to Marc and pulls him in for a proper kiss. “I only have eyes for you,” Nathan tells Marc.

Liam quickly grabbed a first aid kit from the cabinet nearby while Marcus pushed Nathaniel into a couch. “What happened, Nate? Are you okay?” Marcus asked, concerned. "It's nothing," Nathaniel muttered back, staring blankly at the wall. "The glass was thin. I just…. lost my grip. I'm fine. Don't worry." "You didn't lose your grip, you tried to turn the glass into dust," Liam countered back as he knelt down to clean the shallow cuts on Nathaniel’s palm. Thankfully, the injuries were minor and most of them were scratches and one small nick,, but the violence of the act was what worried both Liam and Marcus as they had never seen Nathaniel act this way before.

“This is exciting! Not one, but TWO mates? Girl we are going to be tired AF once the mate bond is complete.” “NESSA!!! WE ARE NOT EVEN GOING THERE RIGHT NOW!” I shriek. She just laughs at me and I try my best to ignore her. I need to get this all straight, figure out what I know and don’t know. I think back to their scents, that was the obvious place to start with. Nathaniel, outside of the grocery store, smelled like warm bread and cinnamon. He smelled like he was fresh from the bakery, with a sliver of sweet sweat, reminding me he doesn’t lack in strength.

He looks at me again "Nix, move your shirt..." "Why?" "Didn't you complete the marking and mating with my sister? There should be more than just the blood bond between you two." "Yes..." It then dawns on me. I move my shirt to show him his sister's mark on my shoulder. I move over to the mirror on the cabinet in the corner when I hear his surprised intake of breath. It's gone. My mate mark with Scarlett is gone. “We need Teresa in here now.” Nathaniel says as I open my link with Sebastian while Nathaniel then talks quietly with Dominic

"You're afraid I'll get you into trouble?" The surge of blood in his chest stirred violently, nearly forcing him to cough up blood again. He had truly underestimated Nathaniel, the legendary monarch of the Northern Frontier. It had been his first time facing the Obsidian Monarch. There were a dozen or so highly skilled fighters in their group, yet they could barely withstand three moves against Nathaniel! If not for Jonathan causing a distraction, they wouldn't have had a chance to escape. However... "Why did the Marquis of Jadewood appear at Highcrest Peak? Did you send someone to lure him there?" Malrick stared at Mira, his eyes narrowing. "You dared act on your own right under my nose! Te

I move to get up and a sharp pain goes through Seraphina's mark then everything comes back, Angus, Leo, Nathaniel leading us to the bunker, the intense pain. "NATHANIEL" I yell wanting to make sure he was okay Theodore walks over to me "Sir young master Nathaniel is asleep, he was up late with us watching over you and making some battle plans to take Angus and Leo down when they come back." "Thank you Theodore for looking out for him. What happened?" "We believe that they were messing with the mate bond after trying to get our queen to mark them and she refused. Our queen is very strong, she must have woke up after the first one and then the other did it as well, you were still passed out."

Both of us were soaked. Seeing that I had also been splashed, the villager hurried forward, intending to apologize. However, the moment he looked at me, he fell silent as he stared in shock. I paused for a moment before realizing something was wrong. My heart sank. Sure enough, Aldric’s gaze shifted back and forth between Rosalind and me. “The Princess’s mark on her forehead washed away with the water, but Lady Leanora’s makeup faded… and revealed a real birthmark! Lady Leanora… She is the true Chosen One!”