Misfits Serie Nathan Novels & Stories

A scuffle was about to happen. “ You're a bloody liar, Vince. That's what you are. How can you steal money from me and still act all innocent? You were the only one who had access to the account. What do you mean by 'its all gone'? Own up to the fact that you stole it, Nathan was breathing so fast and hard due to the rush of adrenaline. Vincent went over and slammed his door. It was a cold night, everyone had closed for the day. Nathan thought it was right to approach him when the other workers had gone home so he doesn't create a scene in front of them. It thought it was a good decision but it turned out the worst mistake he had ever made. He never knew about Vincent's record, as a matter o

This was the first time seeing Érica this vulnerable, she is usually such an uptight bitch, but now, I almost felt for her. “It went far when you ordered that man killed, and far enough when you used my name, my family’s name, this pack, to carry out your mindless murder,” Nathan was seething. He moved closer to her until he was squaring her up in the face, “This is another one of your messes Érica, and I will not be helping you clean it up.” He hissed and stormed off. “You fucked up big time”, Daniel remarked, shaking his head as he walked by her and followed after his brother.

"If someone hadn't tampered with those paints, how could the fire have spread so quickly? You gave those cans to Gail, didn't you? You never expected she'd discard them." Valerie screamed, struggling against his grip. Tears streamed down her face. "She is my sister. I would never harm her. You'd rather believe your own delusions than face the truth? From the moment you arrived, Gail kept her distance from you. Why waste your devotion on someone who doesn't want it?" Nathan's mind roared with memories. In his past life, he had tormented me, turning me into a laughingstock across the city. He had toyed with my heart, and I had suffered for it.

Nathan, the culprit behind the tarnishing of the New Chesire Group's Medicine Mountain branch, seemed to realize the gravity of his situation when Alexander reminded him of their rivalry. Feeling a surge of regret, Nathan mentally chastised himself. "What does Mister Kane desire? Just name it." Disgusted, Alexander tossed aside the offer. "Money doesn't interest me. Those who harm my people will face consequences." Nathan's heart sank as he realized the impending repercussions. "I'll retract all the negative publicity surrounding the New Chesire Group branch and assist in restoring your reputation. Can we put this behind us?" he hastily proposed, hoping to avoid a violent confrontation.

Nathan went to the private room where he was going to meet his long-time friend, Maverick. As soon as he reached the location, he was overwhelmed by a crowd of prostitutes settling in the room. He cut into the mob and was greeted by lascivious and thirsty comments from the women who were surrounding Maverick. “Hey, handsome!” A slut in a skimpy body-con suit squeaked wantonly. “Oh, who do we have here? Another daddy!” Another woman came forward, circling her arm to his.

Much more than you may imagine. Nathan tightened his hold on her face a little, and his gaze darkened. "What are you getting at? What is it that you are discussing? Anita's chest constricted in terror at what was ahead, she took a trembling breath. It didn't matter anymore that she wasn't sure if she was prepared for this or if she would ever be. He had to hear it from her. Everything she had to tell him. "I" Nathan, I'm not who you believe I am. I wasn't blessed with a lot of things growing up. She remarked in a shaky voice, "I wasn't the kind, naive woman you thought I was." "I made certain mistakes that I regret now. Information I didn't want you to know

I’m free of my jacket as Arry takes them to dump on a nearby chair. “Thanks, not so bad yourself old man.” I jest with him. I’ve known Nathan as long as I have known Arrick; he used to frequent all the group trips he ever took me on. He now works tirelessly to put my boys’ face all over the New York fight scene and is the reason Arrick is fast becoming a known star. I love Nathan to bits; he’s tall with dark, almost black hair and deep brown eyes, pretty cute as men go and totally built like a boxer. I know he sometimes trains with Arry, but never went down the route of becoming a pro. He’s cocky, womanizer with a cheeky smile, roaming eye, and a serious aversion to commitment, generally a n

Betrayal. Nathan smirked slightly, clearly amused by the sudden tension in the room. He leaned back, arms folded across his chest, his presence as commanding as ever. “Alright.” He began, tilting his head slightly. "One – I once got lost in the middle of the woods for three days. Two – I once fought a bear and won. Three – I secretly love cheesy rom-coms." A beat of silence. Then chaos. "The bear is a lie!" Grace declared. "No, no," Camille interjected. "Nathan could fight a bear. I mean, look at him.The rom-com one has to be fake."

I grumbled. "Your words are just filled with lies," Nathan suddenly said from behind. Nathan, just stood there staring at us at first, he occasionally served the clan territory and knew the laws guiding the four packs in the clan. He was married to a witch who was once mortal. He is my best friend. I know what he is capable of doing… but I doubt he also doesn't know about the question I was asking.. Even if his best friend's only happiness was being with a mate who embarrassed and rejected him, Nathan still won't agree to it.

“You fucking idiot, Lukas. You think you’re some kind of hero? You’ll get bored of him in a few weeks, and he’ll come crawling back. You don’t understand—I need him. Do you know how many eligible gay men move in our circles? They all look about as fuckable as a cup of cold vomit.” Lukas grimaced, disgust curling through him. He couldn't believe he’d once slept with this guy, let alone cried over him. ”Perhaps you shouldn't have slipped and fallen on another man's dick, then.” Nathan’s breath hitched as he tried to wrench free. “I’ll be there,” he spat, “when you’re done with him. I’ll scoop him right back up.” Lukas kept dragging him down the hall, jaw tight. “How the fuck does this even wor