Nate Jacobs Dad Novels & Stories

Kimi said as she dished up some pasta and chicken for herself. Nate grinned at her. “I think I’d still rather stick to bartending. Less stressful.” Kimi went over and kissed the top of his head before sitting next to him. “Did something happen when we were gone?” she asked. “My dad called. Does that count?” he said. “Fuck,” Kimi swore. I didn’t know everything that happened between Nate and his dad, but I’d picked up enough to know that he hates the man who sired him. “That’s what I said,” Jimmy announced.

It was logical. “Nate’s a warlock. He’s fairly powerful, I think, even though he didn’t have much training, because his—” I cut myself off, realizing it hadn’t been spelled out explicitly in our conversation back at the house where they’d found us. No one had bothered to explain, because all of us were all too aware, and we’d forgotten Calder didn’t have the same background. And I couldn’t hide it, even though I wished I could. “Jonathan Hawthorne was his father.” The silence after that went from heavy to crushing.

Jacob was in high spirits for the rest of the week. Things were going according to his plan, and in no time, his father would trust him enough to leave the company in his hands. He had given him an heir when he wanted. Now, he was going to get Tristian Reyes’ partnership and ensure the success of their new project. What more could his father ask for? But, just when things were looking great for Jacob, an unwanted visitor arrived at the house. “Look at my boy! How many years has it been since you left? Two? Three? Oh, I missed you, my darling.” Garcia threw her hands around her favourite son, Nathan, who had returned from his trip to celebrate with her.

I didn't ask if he was okay, not to even acknowledge if he was breathing perfectly. We finally got to the dining hall. Dad and mom were already seated, laughing at something mom said. "You look stressed, Jessica," my mother said as I took my seat. "I’m fine, Mom. Just a long nap," I replied, picking up my fork. My father cleared his throat, his expression uncharacteristically soft. "I heard the full story of what happened in the woods. Nathan is a coward. He’s obsessed with controlling the Silver Moon, not with you. I should have seen his true colors earlier."

I scoffed at the thought of them. "I know my gumdrop." He tried to comfort me. "I'm sorry for being such a sh*tty father." "You're not, Dad. You're far from it. Some of these dads are insane. Stoic is Nate's dad and he sentenced his kid to having his wings clipped for being my lawyer during a council trial. What kind of dad does that to their kid?" I waved my hands around as I spoke, as usual, only making the things I spoke about more dramatic. Dad's brows furrowed, I thought from surprise at Stoic's actions.

" I immediately grasped the situation; the final remark was the most important point. Jacob was completely infatuated and had insisted on marrying Katie, even though she was an alcoholic. He and Katie even became freeloaders at his mother-in-law's house once they got married. Dad had been against the relationship from the start, but every time he tried to pull them apart, Jacob would go into a total tailspin and even tried to slit his wrists a few times. It made sense now why Jacob was desperate enough to go to Northern Morthaven for work. "Jacob met a friend who told him there was a way to make a lot of money. He unexpectedly got lured to Northern Morthaven like that. "I admit I haven't bee

“It’s too sweet. “Even sweeter than the drink Mom had in the hospital that day.” Sniffing back a sob, I tried hard to suppress the tremor in my voice. “Happy birthday, Artie. “Mom misses you.” That night, Logan set off fireworks all night long for Jenny’s son. I, too, sat beside my son’s portrait and finished the birthday cake. Dawn came, and I returned to my room to pack my bags. At that exact moment, Logan got home. “Artie, Dad’s back! “There was an emergency mission last night, so Dad couldn’t make it to your birthday.

I said "Someone who wants the truth to come out." "You and I know that's not who you are," Zac said. His voice was very calm as if he was in thought. I did not answer immediately. I picked up my coffee and took a sip even though it had gone cold. "My father worked for the Hill family," I said and Zac’s eyes became interested. "As their driver." And his face changed as understanding dawned in his eyes. "Your father was James Lake," he voiced out. "Yes," I said. Zac put his head in his hands.

She explains. "Dad didn't paint you in the best light either." Nate replies, sadly. The mood seemed to have calmed a little bit. "I know i left when you were younger but I had to, your father was an alcoholic, he changed when he became a lone parent, i tried contacting your dad to speak to you but he refused, I even stopped by your school once, they wouldn't let me see you, I spotted you a couple of months ago with your girlfriend, I didn't think it was the most appropriate time to reconcile things." His mom explains.

“Not yet, Natalie informed me that he’s on his way home, I owe you a drink my friend” “You owe me more than that.” [both laugh] “I know, I know.” “Jackson I will won’t be here always to do you favors you need to sit down your son. And the police officers, My friend they had a lot to say about Nathan. Talk to him all he will embarrass you.” “I hear you General thank you again. I will sit him down” “He’s no longer a boy he needs to grow up.” “ I don’t know what to do with him anymore I have tried everything as a father to the point of getting him a wife but all my efforts are in vain.”