Nathan Prescott Novels & Stories

He gritted his teeth and clapped the table angrily, "Is this an assessment? This is obviously because they don't want to give her the position of vice president! I see what's going on. If you refuse to accept this lady, I, Nathan, will quit!" “..." Jason frowned involuntarily. Nathan is the designer in the company who designed the trendiest and best-selling products. If he resigns, the company could soon face a crisis and close down. Everyone seemed embarrassed, Rita held Nathan back to his seat, "Don't take it seriously, Nathan was just kidding." "I mean..." "I will take office tomorrow." Nathan wanted to say something, but Rita interrupted directly. Nathan was startled, "!!!" Connor was al

Nathan still looked so pissed, though when he realized why are we looking at his direction, his eyes widen before reacting pretty badly. “What? No, no, no, no. I mean, we could make our own party list but I’m not saying that I should run for the presidency...” “Oh come on, Nathan. It’s for Natalia and my dream... Do you want to let us down just like that? You are our last and only hope...” Scott pouted his lips towards Nathan while doing a puppy eyes. I giggled, seeing the way how he convince Nathan. “Please?” Scott pleaded.

“He is Jayden’s godfather first and foremost. Jayden made his way to success thanks to coaching and backing from Nathan. On a scale of one to ten; if Jayden is a ten then Nathan breaks the scale. When his wife was alive he ran his empire actively and was all over the place. He owns about ninety percent of the business in the country or so I hear. He is also a local, born and raised here. If Jayden is new money then Nathan is of very old money.” “How come he doesn’t have a mistress or something? I know many would jump at that chance.” Cynthia shook her head, “Nathan was very loyal to his wife when she was alive. When she passed away, he decided not to remarry. Besides he knows a man of his cl

Not in front of them. One thing was certain, that witch in lipstick wouldn’t get away with this. Back in his office, Christopher sat behind his desk, fingers gliding swiftly over the laptop keyboard. His expression was focused, sharp, completely immersed in his work. The door creaked open. Nathan stepped inside with calm, measured strides, the quiet click of the door closing behind him sounding more like a warning than a courtesy. He looked as calm as ever, immaculate in a dark coat, face composed.

Nathan had bravely forged a path through bloodshed to fight off their country's enemies. Ken recalled that Nathan had fought in the Middle Eastern War and had come to be considered a national hero after he had defeated all his enemies. How could the fragile woman before them be his wife? "Don't worry about it. Nathan Morrison is a fearsome man. No idiot would dare to sell his wife. From what I know, he's still single." Unfazed, Ken reassured his men. "I bet her husband just has the same name as him. Keep calling her husband until he brings 20 million dollars."

“Tomorrow is weekend. Do you plan to go anywhere?” Nathan immediately shook his head. “No. I guess I’ll stay home for the rest of the weekend. I feel a bit lethargic lately.” Abigail heaved a low sigh, expressing her worry to the fatigued looking Nathan. Immediately after the incident involving him and Nikita, Nathan has been losing weight. His face even looks pale day bay day like he’s slowly transforming into another person. The assistant secretary shook her head when she realized she’s too far into her ponder.

The look in his eyes makes me nervous but I remain still and quiet while I wait for him to start talking "Tony, about an hour ago Nathan, Daniel and Micky found a girl out in the forest. She claimed not to be a Rogue and she didn't smell like one either but she wouldn't tell them who she was. She would only speak to me so I came straight down here." I have no idea who it could be so I remain quiet and wait for him to explain more. The look on his face turns nervous as he takes in a deep breath and runs his free hand through his hair and I snap unable to bear the silence anymore. "Who is it, Nicky?" I feel my whole body tense up suddenly dreading his answer. "Tony, it's Ro-" Before he can fin

“Shit! We're getting ripped off!” shouted one of Sonya's men, the one Sonya had hired to spy on Nathan. The man noticed a photo of a man he was looking for, and the caption read, “Nathan Wilson, the handsome boss, was caught on camera vacationing in Hawaii with a beautiful girl.”

Pittman panicked immediately, but he still spoke very politely. I was utterly shocked to see that even the chief of police treated Nathan with such respect. Nathan was truly powerful—not only could he dominate the business world, but he could also command respect from high-ranking police officials. Watching this, I realized I had underestimated his abilities in the past. Nathan: A misunderstanding? These people slapped my girlfriend, and you think this can be brushed off as a misunderstanding? You owe me an explanation. Nathan spoke coldly, frowning as he shot Mr. Pittman a sharp look.

“And I know that these are things that I shouldn’t care about. But somehow, I still do. She always finds a way to make me feel small. And she does that by just using words. At times, I can ignore them, but there are times when it is hard to do so. I am guessing today just falls with the fact of being hard.” Nolan didn’t move for a moment. Then, quietly, he said, “You’re not small, Natalia. You never were. You might not see it, but I do. There are many others who look up at you, and when I say that I know they wouldn’t if this was someone else, I am not even complimenting you when I say that I know my pack. They do not give in to anyone, and they do not look twice to someone that they don’t r