Nathalie Miraculous Novels & Stories

she teased, rolling her eyes playfully. I winced at the reminder and reached for the ointment to tend to the fresh scars from the flogging Ma’am Sarah had ordered. "Speaking of that... does it still hurt?" I asked, dabbing the salve onto her wounds. She shrugged nonchalantly. "It’s fine. Not like it’s the first time this has happened." "Really? Tell me more." Nathalie leaned closer, lowering her voice. "Don’t you see it? The Boss is in some kind of occult."

“What do you mean she’s still alive? Michael said she was dead. He can’t feel her or Makayla.” “Whoever has them is using a potion or spell to block them from contacting anyone through their link. They didn’t know about me being connected to Dominique. They are torturing her and Makayla. The wolf dug into Dominique’s intestines. Healing the damage takes a lot out of me as I share my life force with her. I need to renew my strength soon, or I won’t be any good to anyone.” “How much blood do you need, Nathaniel?” Nicholas asked.

“I spent years working on that plan. I spent sleepless nights thinking of ways to make it happen. And she—she just takes it and slaps her name on it like it was hers all along?” Mira nodded grimly. “Welcome to the world of rich, entitled thieves.” I shook my head, pacing in front of the couch. “No. This isn’t happening. This cannot be happening.” Mira grabbed her laptop from the coffee table and opened it. “Oh, it’s happening, sweetheart. And it’s happening in real time.” She tapped at the keyboard, and within seconds, my nightmare was displayed on the screen. A livestream. Natalie, standing on a stage, dressed in a sleek designer outfit, a smug smile plastered across her face as she address

“Yes, I ascended a few years ago.” “But you’re not in the heavenly court?” “I could not bear to go there. But if my liege is alive, then, I’m glad…” Madaline responded, tears falling from her eyes. Natalia was aware of the blind devotion Madaline had to Nataroth but she was also aware that Madaline was naturally affectionate to those she cared about. She cared for Natalia even before she knew she carried a piece of Nataroth’s soul. Madaline was a kind fairy.

Natalie lounged in a plush chair, greedily biting into a ripe apple, her fingers sticky with its juice. Beside her, Cielo and Miguel tore through a plate of fruit as if it were a feast meant only for royalty. Three servants knelt on the floor, massaging their feet, their faces blank but their hands steady. Mila, the maid assigned to serve them, placed another tray of fruit on the table. Natalie narrowed her eyes at Mila, noticing the slight hesitation in her movements and the flicker of resistance in her gaze.

im helping nates with his rehabilitation she said. Is that so the young lady said her mocha complexion facial structure matched nates ableit more softer around the edges. Suffice to say she was beautiful and seemed to have an exuberance of energy. Unable to help herself she grinned seeing nate shaking his . riyah this little hellion is my sister Dalise.

I assured her. "Thank you Sums, I'll get going before grandma makes a fuss about me missing." She said and turns around and started walking away. I sighed and look at the drunk Damien who's still staring at me. "Am I really that gorgeous for you to stare at me that long?" I said and raised an eyebrow at him. He just smiled and said, " Yes, you are." *** Nathalie's POV "Where have you been, Nathalia?" I was greeted by a furious old lady with her eyebrow raised and he arms crossed. She calls me Nathalia...... that's not even my name.

"You'll know him sooner when we get back to Chicago. But don't forget about the other job I asked you for. That woman had her dark secret. And we'll use that to make him break up with his girlfriend." "Why are you so obsessed with her anyway? What if she's just an ordinary human Jasper met on a dating app or something? Or maybe she's a prostitute who is looking for someone who can give her what he wants?" "Because she's a monster, Nathaniel. She had her dark secret that Jasper missed knowing." "Aren't we all, Nathalie?" Nathaniel smiled. "Anyway, it's getting late. Are you not going back to sleep?" then, he lit up a cigarette and ejected it into his lips.

Slowly they head to another room which is big enough as a one room apartment. “Sorry… let me introduce myself.” In the middle of the white rooms, where everything was decorated elegantly, the lady looked stunning and smiled brightly. “It’s alright Cassandra, I already know who you are.” “Pardon?” “I’m Nathalie, you can call me Natie. Everyone called me that.” Cassandra looked at her, and recalled some stories she heard a couple years ago. The famous designer who survived the car crashed but lost her daughter. She took time away from the industry since then.

She located a side exit and pushed her way out. As the fame of the miracle doctor continued to grow and official accounts began to weigh in, Natalie felt a sudden surge of unease. Later that day, Zoe came to visit. She laughed when she noticed the miracle doctor’s news open on Natalie’s phone. "No way, Natalie. Do you actually believe in this fraudulent miracle doctor?" Natalie looked up at her and turned off the screen without a word.