Misfits Show Nathan Novels & Stories

They really did have each other’s backs. Nathaniel was always walking around shirtless and she could not help, but drool at his body. Not to mention when he would walk out of the shower, butt naked, with a very stiff erection. As if he was giving her a show, sometimes she could not help but stare wanting him to come and touch her. She would not voice it though. She was still mad at him for putting her out of work.

Lana was also cleared off all of the blame Benjamin dumped on her and was now one of the new councilors of the king. “Only during annual meetings or if the king commands me to come visit, Lady Wintour,” was Nathan’s formal answer. I realized Nathan had been so broken when he first came here in Vamos when they were called. The happy-go-lucky personality he presented was just his way of coping, knowing that he will see his mate in the arms of someone else. He told me he tried to move on. He even tried searching for me again, unknowing that I was already in Vamos that time. He was willing to do anything as long as the pain from his broken matebond would go away. He wanted any distractions he co

He quietly frowned, taking a seat beside me on the couch as the headline, 'Kim Nathan's behaviour will shock you all' ran over and over in the box at the bottom of the television screen. "Critics say his degrading performance and new behavior being displayed might be symptoms of mental health issues. Nathan was seen babbling like a child after the fight was over. He repeatedly mentioned that he wasn't at fault and was caught on the cameras of various fans seated near the entrance of the stage," soon enough, a shaky and blurry video depicting the same overtook the attention and Jo quickly grabbed the remote to turn the television off. "We can do this in the morning. They'll be giving better j

He is only a few weeks older than Halsey and they even share a few classes together. They’ve never spoken to each other but she is terrified of him. Nathan has a fiery aura which intimidates everyone else around him. Despite his popularity, Nathan is cold hearted. He and his friends are notorious for looking down on others and even bullied people to the point that many left school. His father, Daniel Jacobs, is a multimillionaire so Nathan gets away with everything. “Listen here, nerd!” He calls her in a scathing tone. “If you tell anyone that I kissed you, I’ll make your life miserable in school. Got it?”

Later That Night – Emergency Press Conference Nathan adjusted the microphone with trembling fingers. Ethan stood beside him, fingers laced with his under the podium. “I never claimed to be perfect,” Nathan began, voice steady but raw. “What you’ve seen today is a reflection of a man I used to be reckless, scared, and desperate to survive a crumbling empire left behind by my father. I made grave mistakes. And I have lived every day since trying to become a better man.” He paused, glancing at Ethan. “This is Ethan. My partner. My reason for changing. The reason I’m standing here, not hiding.”

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 says giving her a polite smile. " Okay sir, if you need anything please call," she says, smiling and bows her head before leaving the office for him. with his hand on his chin, Nathan stares at the message on the screen of his laptop. A college reunion. DANIELLE CARTER Nathan Bartholomew Cress, the richest businessman in Newyork, is the biggest casino owner in the city. He was the son of Jonathan Cress, a congressman, and isabella Cress, a journalist, he was an only son and he lived a wealthy life both in school and when he was a child and now he is a successful businessman. he has more than twenty cars and three different mansions. he didn't date but he was a player popularly known a

Nathan even managed to cast himself as the victim. He claimed he'd contracted HIV after being drugged and raped by people I hired. The whole thing was laughable. The floating comments flew across my vision. [Does Nathan really think this is going to work? The man's about to go to prison and he's still stirring up trouble. Has he forgotten Quinn's biggest advantage is money?] [He's still trying to drag Vivian down with him. Too bad she's got Quinn backing her now. Enjoy the karma, loser.] [If he doesn't know how to appreciate Quinn, send her my way. I'd gladly let her yell at me.]

And yet every time I thought of her, I remembered the crack in her voice, the tears she’d tried to hide, the way her hands had clenched in her lap like she was holding herself together by force. Liam had done that to her, he’d broken her like that. He didn’t know it yet, but he was a dead man walking. A soft chime from my desk phone broke my thoughts. Cassandra. “Mr. Hart, Mr. Nathan is here to see you.” “Send him up.” I closed out Zoella’s profile and straightened in my chair, letting the mask fall back into place. Cool detached and unreadable. The door opened a minute later and Nathan strolled in first, with a wide smile and his signature cologne.

"Me? I'm just here for a snack. You, on the other hand, seem to have some... unresolved anger issues. Care to talk about it?" I slam the sandwich down on the counter, my irritation bubbling to the surface. "Unresolved anger issues? You're unbelievable." He leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a taunting whisper. "Unbelievable? Now that's a little dramatic, don't you think?" "Not when it comes to you," I bite back. Nathan's expression flickers for a moment, something almost unreadable crossing his face before his smirk returns. "You're cute when you're mad, you know that?"