Nathan Scott Quotes Novels & Stories

His pause is heavy, filled with unspoken meaning, as he studies my reaction, leaving me uncertain whether it's sympathy or something else that flickers in his eyes. His next words strike a nerve, "Zephyra will find someone who’ll care for her more than you ever could, and Scottie will never care about you enough to hate you." It's a harsh truth that I've been trying to avoid facing, but Nathan's directness forces me to confront it head-on.

At the mention of my name, the remaining soldiers immediately put their guns out like one who had seen an enemy. Gently, I reached out to Scott’s hands on the shirt collar and released his hands from my shirt. “ Put your guns down. I am not here for this” my eyes rolled towards the other men. Scott scoffed, his breath; a mixture of anger and mockery . “ I thought you're a deadly man. Never imagined you'd ruin the war that was just about to begin after you killed Alpha Duncan. You're just a weakling, Natheniel. I'm quite disappointed” Scott spat those words at me like a disease.

She was … breakable. How could he have mated to a woman who could be taken away from him so easily? “I need to go for a run,” Scott said. He pushed past his men and charged downstairs heading toward the door. “What do you want us to do when she wakes up?” Nathan asked. He stopped as he opened the door. Staring up the stairs, he saw the concern on both of their faces.

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.

Nathan cannot understand Gordon action. “Because Gordon is Gordon… you know what I mean right? She is breaking his wall down but she still have a long way to go” Scott replies to Nathan with a smirk

"You are not going to let this defeat you. You are too talented to give up on your dreams. That is not the only entertainment industry around." Natalie tried to smile, but it came out as a shaky half-grimace. "Thanks, Scott," she said, grateful for his encouragement. "I don't know what I would do without you." "You don't have to do anything without me," Scott said, grinning. "I am always here for you. Now, let's get you out of this room and do something fun. How about we go to the park and get some ice cream?" Natalie laughed despite herself, feeling a glimmer of hope return to her heart. Maybe things weren't so bad after all, as long as she had her brother by her side. "Okay," she said, sta

But that surely hurt. “You don’t know a thing about who and how he is,” I answered back rapidly, that came out without thinking before I spoke. Which definitely got a loud laugh for Nathan, he didn’t buy what I just said but it wasn’t funny enough to keep laughing for straight a minute. “You… you sure about what you said, my little naive one?” I got annoyed by him. First, his British accent made it sound so annoying and then his laugh he continued to have. He finally stopped after a few moments, “Let me clear it for you, nobody in this world knows him better than me, little one. No one. Not even you no matter how many years you spend with him. He’s a man, a very evil man,” Nathan lectured. I

Nathan was trying hard to say a word but nothing came out. “ You know, I have always looked up to you Nathan. I have always did. I prayed for the day I would get as much fame and wealth as you have. I didn't like the fact that all the spotlight was being given to you while we who work for you get little or no recognition.”

“All the time! And then I get mad at myself for not thinking of it sooner.” Nathan grinned. “See? That’s what I did earlier today. I had an argument, and I spent the entire drive here mentally roasting the person. By the time I arrived, I was giving an award-winning speech in my head.” I let out a real laugh this time, shaking my head. “I feel that.” “That’s the spirit,” Nathan said, raising his glass. “To winning arguments too late.” “To winning arguments too late,” I echoed, tapping my cup against his.

The bystanders were all speechless. A lump formed in Ramona’s throat. Hold on, what did Nathan mean? What kind of person did he mean to say she was? Still looking innocent, as if he did not know that he was sharing juicy gossip, Nathan said, “Didn’t you have a ‘childhood friend’ yourself, Mrs. Scott? You didn’t cut ties with him even after you married into the Scott family. You exchange presents with him every few days, too.