Nathan Drake 4 Novels & Stories

She craved to be chosen openly, shamelessly with no hesitation. When he entered her life, he gave her exactly that, intense affection, gentle touches, long conversations, and a kind of desire she had never known. For a sheltered girl who has always felt invisible, his warm affection always felt like a light at the end of a tunnel. But behind the desire lay something heavier. His temper, his violent stories, the weight of his complicated past, and the quiet way he consumed her emotionally began to drain her. Torn between the only man who made herpersonal story about the dangers of being intensely desired and the courage it takes to choose oneself over the person who makes you feel everyth

The man accepted it immediately, adjusted the miniature camera hidden on his body, and stepped out of the car. Meanwhile, Nathan leaned back leisurely with one leg crossed over the other. He opened a video feed on his phone and calmly watched the live footage transmitted from the hidden camera. Dakota glanced at his composed expression. Everything about him radiated control. Even without her, Nathan probably still could’ve destroyed Sean Mercer eventually. A faint mocking smile curved at her lips. “So Mr. Drakov already prepared everything in advance.” Nathan lifted his eyes toward her briefly. “Yes. Though having you around makes things more interesting.”

The group felt incomplete without Clever, Bright, Hanks, Finley, Matteo, and Lucas. “You’ve grown into a beast, Adrian. The girls must be losing their minds,” Jack said with a wicked grin, raising his cup so Paulo could pour him more wine. “And you’re still the same shameless flirt,” I shot back. “Some things never change.” “The pack territory looks incredible,” Archie added, his tone thoughtful as he sipped from his cup. “Your father’s legacy is in good hands.” Jack suddenly stood and wandered to the large windows overlooking the female dormitories. His posture changed instantly.

The fabric immediately soaked up the putrid discharge, staining it a marshy green. "Don't argue with me," Nathaniel said, rising unsteadily, his feet stumbling as he flung the door open. "Thomas! Get down here!" His voice echoed in the darkness, bouncing from each shadowy wall and up to the deck. "And bring water and the medicinal alcohol, now!" He heard a clattering above them, indicating the young male was hurriedly scrambling to obey, just as he always did. He tapped his foot impatiently for Thomas to arrive; it seemed like hours. As soon as he did, Nathaniel snatched the items from his hands.

Nathaniel's secretary reported. Nathaniel's expression darkened as he snarled, "Keep looking. If she's alive, I want to see her. If she's dead, I want to see her body!" "Yes, Mr. Preston," his secretary replied. After the secretary left, Nathaniel's face grew even colder as he muttered, 'Rebecca, you'd better not make me find you!' At a villa on the outskirts overseas… Drake, wearing a white suit, sat leisurely in the garden sipping coffee.

After that, she was ready to begin with her hunting. Drake was in his workout clothes doing his daily exercise by looking as hot as a fire. His muscles were bulging out while he did his exercise. After the workout, he went up into his room to take a bath to get ready for the airport. Since he didn't have anything to do, he decided to go on a vacation alone to Africa.

Drake looked proud and smiled during the first half, but his expression turned embarrassed and sheepish during the second half, especially when Evelyn mentioned his love for spicy food and horror movies. Amber: "Five things I love about Nathan: his adventurous spirit, his creativity, his empathy, his sense of humor, and his handsome beard. And five things I hate about him: his dirty socks, his constant teasing, his 'dad' jokes, his leaving the cap off the toothpaste, and his snoring!" Nathan grinned and looked proud during the first half, but his face turned bright red and he looked embarrassed during the second half.

' Blackmailer- 'Am in. Drew- 'It's an hour drive from here, we leave on Saturday morning and be back by Sunday night. There will be a campfire and we can crash a nearby party if all are in it. Bring your swimming clothes, duh! And that's it, oh and your chargers. I AM NOT SHARING MINE! DO NOT FORGET CHARGERS!' Blackmailer- 'Nor am I. Last time Nathan broke mine.' Nathan- 'It was a mistake dude. And I got you a new one.'

As the heavy torrents wash over the junkyard, Drake stares pitifully at the limp body of Noah, who lays helpless on the ground….. Drake's POV~ Panting heavily while I stared down at him, I didn't know if what I felt was pity or disgust. I certainly didn't like his guts one bit but still, killing him when he was this weak didn't seem worth it to me. I hated that he didn't put up much of a fight. I wanted to vent my anger - I wanted to pour it all out… who would have thought he would be this weak now?

Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain. 'Drake. . . let them hurt me,' Emily entered his mind again. 'Let them torture me. . . just run away from the forest, save yourself,' Emily added weakly. 'No! Stop commanding me, Emily! That's not the only thing you get from me once I bring you back to the mansion!' he sounded mad, with no emotions at all. Drake killed the hunter mercilessly. He didn't let them escape from his raging eyes. He keeps on beheading those hunters who tried to get his way.