Misfits Serie Nathan Novels & Stories

She was the stupid one here and the stupid one for even thinking maybe he liked her just a little bit. After Talia took her gaze away, she clenched her hands into fist, staring down at her glass of wine. A tear nearly dropped off Talia's eyes and when she heard a gasp escaped Taylor's lips, she raised her head to see what was happening. Nathan was being showcased on a screen how he had taken down most of their enemies. They were pictures of him claiming people's life, and they were also videos of him drenched in blood as he held a gun and looked more like a monster.

“Because he’s my brother. And because you look like trouble.” “That’s rich,” I said. “Coming from the guy who’s building a throne in Europe.” Nathan smiled like I’d complimented him. “Relax. I’m not your enemy.” “Then stop circling me. Say what you want.” “What I want,” he said, leaning back on his heels, “is to understand why a woman who hates lies keeps living in one.”

“Urm… like I said earlier, it’s not something I’m asking you to do now. I understand the pain I caused you. But I’m just sorry. And I meant it all—” Nathan burst into a short, bitter laugh. “You meant what?” He stood up abruptly, the file still clutched in one hand. “You know what, Noah? This doesn’t look fun anymore. Aren’t you getting bored? It’s me—Nate. The one with the crumbly legs.” The laugh turned harsher, edged with everything he’d held back for years. “Why the fuck are you pretending?” He slammed the file onto the table between them, the sound cracking through the quiet office.

No loss. Nathan was in the cell next to Gary. Why did he ever agree to join Gary in his little pack. What a mistake this had turned out to be. He had been a respected Beta in the Torrance pack. But he was so lonely. Being without a mate for 300 years could be nerve wracking. He wanted to have his own woman to take care of, to raise cubs with. What a disaster this was. It had seemed like such a good idea at the time, get away from loneliness, start over elsewhere. Gary had made it sound like it would be easy to find a mate in the human world. What an idiot. His litter mates had begged him not to go, but per Gary's orders he'd cut all ties with them and now he had no one. He put his head in hi

Rather than having a few years together during our childhood, we never really know one another. However, childhood is over, we all are grown up now, and it’s well known how a person transfers into someone new when they are fully-fledged. According to my friends, who have come across this man, they describe Nathan as a psychopath. Dean worked with him on some projects. He said Nathan is the most unpredictable man he has ever met, and I trust Dean’s judgment without question. “What do you want, Nathan?” “I want nothing, old boy. I want to give you something, a wedding present, remember?”

We walked together till they stepped through a metal door and at the far end a transparent glass confinement held someone inside. Nathan. “Why? Why is he locked up?” I questioned stepping closer. He looked disheveled but I wouldn’t blame him, he just lost his mother. The Seer exhaled, “Because, Rosalia… Nathan is not well. He has not been well for a long time.” I froze. My heart stuttered. “What are you saying?” Melissa’s eyes didn’t waver. “Nathan is mentally ill.” The words slammed into me like a blade to the chest.

"Oooh! You heard that? Well, thank you, but I am beginning to get scared. We can't find Nathan. Nathan is missing. I don't like it this way. I just want him to feel the way I felt and it wasn't my plan for revenge, what do you even think happened? He has got missing, he's the only child of his family, honestly friend, I do not like this, I am scared" "I understand you, but I am sure he's somewhere safe, he's just scared that's it, he wants people to have talk about it finished before he comes out, don't mind him, he's safe somewhere, keeping himself to avoid what people would say, meanwhile when he did this to you in the past, he wasn't thinking about you, he doesn't even have conscience" "I

I tried to persuade them again. I don’t know why I wanted to help Nathan because clearly, I didn’t want to be treated like a stand-in for his wife, but I also felt a connection with Emma Lombart. She came as Mrs. Emma Lombart but presented herself to me as a worried mother of a sick son. She showed me Nathan's medical and psychological evaluation records. Nathan was treated in a psychiatric hospital after his wife died. He has been searching for his wife all these years but never let any news or information shatter his hope, which is now dangerous for his mental health.

Nathan admits: "However, arranging a forced marriage, where's the good, mom? It just makes me feel pressured, heavy." "Forcing what?" The woman disgruntledly protested: "Don't you two love each other very much, is it normal for you two to get married?" Love each other? Was there a mistake, Nathan heard that and felt ridiculous? Since when did he and Vivian have a relationship called lovers? Is Nathan's delusional mother, mistaken as it is or otherwise. Could it be that Vivian herself made it up to fool everyone? Thinking of that infuriating theory, Nathan wants to meet Vivian to clear up all doubts. If Vivian was indeed ambiguous, he would not have forgiven her.