Nate Archibald Novels & Stories

When he finds it, he sees that he already has a bunch of messages and missed calls from people he doesn’t give a shit about. Ignoring them, he calls Isabella, but she doesn’t pick up. Is she busy with work downstairs? Cursing, he reminds Nathaniel to call Lisa and asks him to give him some privacy. He needs to leave to go tell Isabella about the issue before— Archibald groans in frustration when the name pops up on his screen this exact second. Fuck. Stomach churning, he slides his thumb over to answer the call. “Hey, I just wanted to–”

Alpha Darren's current thought was how to keep people from knowing he and Diana were married because now the conflict in Pack Kyne was heating up. The little boy snatched the ball from Alpha Darren and started bouncing it around. For body size it was a lot different, but the little boy had incredible spirit. It made Alpha Darren even more excited. His competitive spirit came back. So he grabbed the ball. “Come on kid, take this ball so you can win!” challenged Alpha Darren. The little boy held his knees as he gasped for air. “Don't underestimate me! I learned basketball from a young age because I wanted to be an athlete, just watch me beat you!”

Never taking anything serious. Little Nate is the youngest at 14. He’s never been the same since our parents. He was always an inquisitive, bubbly boy but when they died, he shut us out. Rarely talks to many people and spends his days going to school then coming home and playing video games. He has started hearing his wolf though so I’m hoping that when he finally shifts it might help him open up more.

A huge wall of testosterone, this guy. He shoved his huge hands in the pockets of his worn jeans, causing his biceps to bunch. He must've bench-pressed a Buick to get guns that size. "The name's Nathan Roldan, but I go by Nate." Lord, his voice. Deep, guttural, and with a resounding echo that rumbled through her nervous system. She rolled the name around because it sounded familiar, but no way would she forget him had they met before. "Do I know you?" She pegged him at close to her age, give or take a year.

Then Nate entered the bathroom. Nate, or Nathanael Thorn, was three years younger than me. He was thirty-two this year. Nate was my best friend and subordinate. I hadn’t told him anything, but I thought everyone had already known that he would be my Beta when I became an Alpha later. How we started our friendship was strange. I met Nate twenty years ago when he was poorly wounded near the river. Thanks to the Highest One, he recovered. Nate said that he lost his family in the war with rogues. He saw his sister kill before him.

Alexander slammed his hands on the counter, cutting him mid-sentence. “Shut the fuck up. You should know your limit, fuck wit.” “Yo, calm down, man. We were supposed to be having a peaceful conversation.” “Have I ever had a peaceful conversation with you?” John slowly shook his head and replied, “I don't… think so,” then chuckled afterward. “I am asking you. What's your mission with Ava?” “Do you realize that you are even more concerned about Ava than Wanita? Dude, you should be more concerned about Wanita. I fucked her real hard and even sucked her kitty until it turned red. You need to hear her screaming my name to continue fucking her hard.”

They were not the traditional amber colour of a Royal but bright blue and they gave me hope that he would have a better life than being the leader of the Royals when my time was up. Natasha was a little whirl wind though, already starting to walk and well ahead of her brother in a lot of areas, all the pack tell me that she looks just like me but I too think she looks like Daryl although she has my amber eyes, knowing eyes as she liked to watch the world around her. They would soon be talking and asking questions, yet I had no idea how I was supposed to tell them what had happened to their father. It wasn’t an easy subject and still something I didn’t like to talk about, although we visited

Sarah's POV I stared at my phone, the text message from Nate making my pulse quicken: *Landing at 10AM tomorrow. Be there to pick me up. We have much to discuss about your recent... activities. - N* Nate Santos. Alpha of the Coastal Crescent Pack in Portugal, Aria and I met him during a short vacation. He'd become a trusted friend, though his intentions had always been transparent – he wanted more than friendship, something I couldn't give.

Looking at her side, Archer stretched his hand and she stared outside. Brielle gasped out loud when she saw Natalie Harrison. She looked so much like her. The only difference was that Natalie had her cut in a bob style and she was dressed in a sophisticated way She looked so gorgeous and very rich. She was talking to a man Brielle was sure that the man was in his late fifties. Natalie looked angry at the man and she was shocked to see what she did next. She slapped the old man and yelled some insults at him before walking in.