Misfits Powers Nathan Novels & Stories

The one who had hit her pleaded. Anita slowly walked towards them and brought out a powder from her bag. She took a bowl of water that was placed near the table and poured in the powered, she then poured the mixture on the legs of the warriors. Instantly, they stood up and despite the chains, they started dragging themselves towards Aramina, Everyone recoiled in horror, Zach immediately stood up and growled at the men, but it had no effect on them, “Stand down Moss, Rick and Nate,” Alpha Recdolf ordered his warriors but they acted oblivious as their eyes was trained on Aramina.

“No, I think we’re good for the day. I’m starving, and I’ll need some time to heal anyway. You got me good a few times there.” The door to the gym flies open as Nathan rushes in, pure rage in his eyes. I open the link and immediately know he’s fighting Nico for dominance. He looks back and forth a few times from Tobias to me, searching for any sign of danger. I place my hands out in front of myself. “Nathan, it’s okay. I’m okay.” I watch as his shoulders relax, but that’s the extent of him losing his protectiveness. He quickly makes his way over to where I am and places himself in between Tobias and myself.

Macy exits Anna’s office and the next time her door opens, a six feet inch male figure addressed in all black including his nose mask and face cap, strides into Anna’s office gracefully. She stares at him, observing his every move as he removes his face cap from his head, letting his blond loose curls fall effortlessly. Finally, he removes his nose mask and sends Anna a warm smile, making his green eyes sparkle. Just like someone Anna knew. “Nice meeting you doc, I’m Nicholas Montez,” Anna’s patient says, his smile not disappearing from his face. If not that she had to remain professional till the end of his therapy session, Anna would have definitely found herself squealing in excitement ju

"She gives us the advantage over the other packs because of her power. That way, people wouldn't want to mess with us for a while… not even the Hunters." Nathan smiled, but it was of defeat and frustration "Incredible. Wonderful—" "Watch it." I reminded him of father's alpha status. Nathan scoffed. "I'm going to find a way to kick her out." He started towards the gate. "Be it with the council or the other, because I won't place our people in danger. Our enemies, nefarious groups from everywhere will attack us because of her, and I will protect our people." He turned away and disappeared into the gate, mumbling away in anger.

Somewhere in the distance, Noah glanced back once—just once—his steps slowing for half a heartbeat before he disappeared around the corner. The moment he was out of sight, Nathan’s control shattered. Tears poured down his face as he cursed into the empty air. "You son of a bitch… idiot… coward! I’m gonna deal with you mercilessly!" he cried out, voice raw and shaking, fists pounding weakly against the ground. But deep down he knew the truth burned worse than any bruise. There was absolutely nothing he could do about it. Power was everything. Noah had all the power, and when someone had power, the weak suffered for everything.

"You never met mom before right? She's amazing. She uh... really care about me, you know? Even when she's angry or sad... and uh... I was thinking about this the whole time after the fight. I wouldn't have fought you if I knew, you know? And... I kinda miss having a family. An actual family. I saw you crying and..." Zane sighs and continues. "Aiden Nowell, huh? Has a nice ring to it. You know what? I'll be sure to change my name back to that. Cayden, please wake up. I want to catch up. I want to know what you've been doing for the past years I wasn't in your life. So let's do that, okay? Let's hang out after you wake up. And I'll make sure you wake up. Cayden, all the money I won from the fi

And can easily beat you by confusing you. Nana Anderson. The fourth daughter of her family was acting as if there were no rules and no authority. As well, she is beautiful. Her own skills and abilities are those of technology. If anything, she was an expert at doing what she loved most. She can hack into any computer's, create a virus on your system, and log out without anyone noticing that. When it came to communicating with people and technology, she was great. Not to talk of fighting. She wasn't the type to accept defeat easily, but she was very strong and determined. Natasha Frank. Nick named Sasha, a young, pretty girl who prefers to hide her female body shape from that boy (tom boy). S

"All this time you couldn't take it out because you didn't have a strong will to fight and it seems your anger has reached its peak thanks to the insistence and attacks of crown prince Fotia. Isn't that so?" Nathania was stunned, she didn't really understand the meaning of the power that was awakened by a strong desire to fight someone. But that should not have happened to her, but to Nathan, the real crown prince. Her mind returned to the memory of six years ago when Nathan had awakened his power for the first time which caused Lithonia to be hit by a violent storm. At that time Nathan seemed very angry and uncontrollable.

" Anita's hands were shaking. Gregor had made an effort to keep her safe. But were they in risk because of his previous decisions? Nathan's phone rang with a notification. His expression darkened as he swiped the screen. Then he swung it in her direction. There was a message. Not a number. Not a trace. "You always understood that power has a cost, Nathan. You simply were unaware that Anita was contributing to the expense. The architect. Her stomach fell. Nathan looked at her as if he was unsure whether to push her away or draw her in. A fractured crack between

God, it had been a lifetime. Nathan didn't play nice. He gave a sharp, stinging slap against my inner thigh, making me yelp and lurch against him. He let out a dark chuckle, his mouth moving to my throat, leaving hot, stinging kisses as he started to move his fingers in a steady, torturous rhythm. I was losing it. Nathan always had this power—the ability to turn my brain to static with a single touch. I hooked my leg around his waist, desperate for the friction. I could feel his eyes on me, heavy and unforgiving, watching every twitch of my face.