Nash Hawthorne Fanart Novels & Stories

She was left with no choice and left alongside Nicholas who said that he will send her to the library before he leaves. Zinnia already knew that saying no will only annoy the overly doting man and so she didn’t react to it anymore. She can only allow the man to pamper her to his heart's content. As they walked past the tall gigantic walls, Zinnia went silent as she felt the extreme familiarity from the artworks hanging on the wall. Some of the framed artworks had names on them while the others didn't. Most of them were sketches of forests, wolves, the moon, and some kind of artwork about a goddess that somehow causes her mind to go blank from time to time.

That the braver thing the powerful man could do was to finally stop being fearful. In the penthouse, above the deluge, the two men furthest in the eye of the storm sat in the hushed hum of a city wagging its tongue about them. Jonah reclined on the couch, scrolling through his phone, with a blanket over his knees, a look of constant shock across his features. "Clark," he breathed. "There's fan-art of us… as space explorers. Holding hands on the moon. The caption is 'Love is the final frontier.'" He laughed in amazement. "What's going on?

“Get me the damned book.” A beat passed before he nodded once and walked out without another word. I leaned back in my chair afterward and stared briefly at the dark laptop screen reflecting my own face back at me. Even in the middle of all this corporate bullshit, my wife had managed to publish a bestselling comic romance inspired by me. I actually laughed once under my breath because what the fuck even was my life anymore? A few minutes later Hawthorne returned with the physical copy and placed it carefully on my desk like it was classified information. The cover art alone already made me pause because the artwork was insane. .

She kisses his cheeks and he smiles at her. "I love you Nash, I hear my mate choke out as she hugs him and cries, you are our son and we really love you",he hugs her and I clear my throat but join the hug. She yawns and he looks at me to help her up. I pick her up and put her in bed as I pick up Garrett to go feed him and he whimpers. We head to eat and I see Hannah drifting off she exerted herself today and needs rest now. Nash walks with a smile on his face he made his mama happy and he showed us the art work he works on daily. The pieces are extraordinary and I'm blessed he lets us see them.