Nate River Novels & Stories

Looking up though, Nate was standing on the far side of the river. Placing her body in his arms, I felt the racing fire as our hands touched. His face showed nothing though, as though it hadn’t existed. He was so broken, in so much pain. I could feel it. Nate was on the edge of numb. His arms tightened around her as he turned and stepped up to the pyre that was built for her.

He smacks their stomachs. “You better be careful man, you're gonna end up getting one of those chicks pregnant and then you can say bye bye to your childless NFL dream. Look, we're good, but just have a bit of a heart. That girl, River, I like her and probably hope she’ll be mine. That guy had his chance and he blew it. Come to think about it, maybe I should be glad you said something. She’s going to be mine and I’m gonna make sure of it.”

Nate entered saying hi to Rudy when he passed by and came to me and said, "Morning." "Where were you all this time? Don't you know that we have to leave in about fifteen minutes?" I asked my right-hand man. NATHANIEL ACE DENVER, my right-hand man. He deals with everything and will always be with me. He is like a second in command after me because Omar and Rudy don't want to interfere on this side. He is like my eyes and ears, nothing goes unnoticed by him. He has also been my best friend since childhood. Nate's father is a right-hand man to my father, so he has lived with us and trained with us since we were kids.

“ Patience is the key! I need her to exhaust all her resources first that way it will be easy to deal with her. But for now start poking her investors bit by bit. And I need it done silently.” “ Yes Boss!” “ You can go now, I still need to review the new project” “ Yes boss!" Her focus was now back to the computer while he still stood there staring at her. Robert Nelson a five feet tall light skin guy in his early thirties. He met Natash after she escaped from the hands of those she was sold to. She was hungry, homeless and desperate at that time. But had seen a group of boys beating Robert at that time, she was brave enough to try and rescue him.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” River's fists clenched when he heard his words. I knew he was trying his best to control his temper for my sake, but a part of me also wished he would knock out the disrespectful words out of his father's mouth. Jocelyn tried to intervene. “Nataniel—” “Just tell us the fucking truth!” Nathaniel banged the table angrily. “You are going to tell us why she's in my house!” “Because she has every right to be here!” River roared. His eyes turned wolf as he spoke. “Aqua is the woman I am going to marry so you better get used to seeing her for a long time!”

We have all lost and gained comrades in the never ending wars. I am the only girl on this ship and I am fiercely protected. No other girls are allowed but since I am Nate's sister the crew learned to tolerate it since Black Blood took me and Nate under his care. Nate has been so angry for so long since Black Blood died in his arms. Nate believes it was his fault that he died. His fault that our only father figure passed under his care. It was the first week of Nate's training to become captain of his own pirate ship. Black Blood was training him to gain his own ship and crew and never expecting to pass so early. He was murdered by something other than human.

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.

It's always embarrassing opening up to someone that isn't necessarily keen on opening up to you. "My parents have this lake house that we go up to every summer." Nate's voice is steady for once as if he is living a memory. His deep tone calms my shaken nerves. "We have a dock that goes right into the lake and when you lay back on it, it's like you can see the entire sky. I can't even count how many shooting stars I've seen on that dock." "That sounds amazing." His eyes are so golden, it is almost unnatural. Those golden eyes suddenly widen and dart back down to the floor. "Y-yeah. It w-was."

Last time today at 5:01 PM Nate wasn't even connecting to W******p, apparently he wasn't having that much conversation with anyone, and I liked that. Not like Nick... I looked at Nate's picture: now he was out at some beach house, he was sitting, wearing beachwear, sunglasses and had a beer in his hand. In the back you could see the beach and the immense sea, you could see the sunset too. Nate was not ugly at all. At that moment Nate connected, he was already saying On line and after a few seconds, a "Writing..." appeared in our conversation.

An arousal that had been definitely confirmed by the pointy point of her nipples ready to poke a hole through her tank. Fuck Nate whispered opening his eyes to see him stiff as a fucking rock in front of the mirror. Lying down as he wondered what she was up too . Almost cursing the share size of the house, which made the physical separation more acute. Running the next course of action through his head nate figured that attraction wasn’t the problem for riyah , he just had to show her who Nate was , what he like, who he was as a man and not the superstar athlete everyone new . Not the fastest man alive that riyah idolized butNateas a normal person. And he had just the right plan he thought a