Nathan The Nobody 소설 & 이야기

PROLOGUE Nathan The barber’s shears snipped close to his scalp, the whisper of falling hair louder than his sister’s relentless teasing. "Is this some significant coming-of-age Nate ritual?" Tamara smirked, leaning against the mirror, her dark eyes glinting with mischief. Nathan exhaled through his nose. "I’m just trying something new. Please leave me alone." She deepened her voice, puffing out her chest in a poor imitation of him. "I’m Nathan Parker, future alpha, and I take myself very seriously—"

He is only a few weeks older than Halsey and they even share a few classes together. They’ve never spoken to each other but she is terrified of him. Nathan has a fiery aura which intimidates everyone else around him. Despite his popularity, Nathan is cold hearted. He and his friends are notorious for looking down on others and even bullied people to the point that many left school. His father, Daniel Jacobs, is a multimillionaire so Nathan gets away with everything. “Listen here, nerd!” He calls her in a scathing tone. “If you tell anyone that I kissed you, I’ll make your life miserable in school. Got it?”

“He’s affiliated with Gordon? What is the name of this scoundrel you’re talking about?” Nathan took a deep breath and the image of Zayn’s disgusting face came into his mind. He enunciated the words one by one, “The man is Zayn Larson! He married into the Carters, and he’s a good-for-nothing scumbag!” Mr. Hyde chuckled. “Nathan, if a good-for-nothing like him is capable of forcing you into a state like this, you’re probably not very good yourself.”

We walk inside, and I quickly scan the area, but my phone isn't anywhere inside the hallway. It's nowhere to be seen, and as I lift my chin, I notice my mom storming forward. Her eyes flash thunder, and her mouth opens, only to close when her attention lands on the giant standing behind me. "Good evening," Nathan says in a voice that manages to sound far deeper and moodier than I thought possible. He also lifts his hand but doesn't really give off a friendly vibe. "Um... Hi..." my mom stares at him, seeming to withdraw into her shell a little.

And considers Timothy and Sofia as younger siblings. • Nathan Jewell: I would describe him as a ray of sunshine on winter days. The twenty-two-year-old man ginger-head is a Dancer and Choreographer for pop idols and groups. He's 177 cm tall (5'8 ft) and weighs 62 kg (139 lbs). MBTI type: ESFJ. Even though he has suffered when dealing with his broken family, he's still kind and sweet. He's now Timothy's brother and a family member for Sofia and the Minter cousins. Mentioning Minters, Nathan works in the same entertainment firm as Cody. The two have been together since middle school. Favorite color: Green. Zodiac: Aquarius. This broken teenager grew up in the love and care of the Jones family

Theo said worriedly, and I flashed him an assuring smile. Just then, Nathan walked in, his presence commanding the room effortlessly. He was dressed casually, but the simplicity of his outfit only made him more striking. A black fitted T-shirt clung to his broad shoulders and toned chest, paired with dark jeans that hung just right on his hips. His boots were polished, and his sleeves were rolled up to reveal strong forearms. The slight stubble on his jawline added a rugged edge to his appearance, making it impossible to ignore him, even if I wanted to.

“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.

I was kinda curious about a vampire's death after all. "Okayyy, we already got the diagnosis and another prescription," Nathan said, closing the curtain again, making the beast inside me huffed. "And also, don't think about suicide, Nicholas. Your sister is still a 97-year-old vampire. You don't intend to leave her now, do you?" "No, of course not," I lied, although I knew Nathan could read my mind. It's his power after all, just like mine with 'erasing'. "He doesn't know yet that I can read minds too," I chuckled, remembering his imagination of naked girls. Despite his tough exterior, Nathan turned out to be quite perverted. Sometimes, he can even imagine naked girls and guys playing pinata

The screen flashes Yemi’s name. He answers, a faint grin breaking through the storm on his face. YEMI (V.O.) (casual, probing) You finally gonna do something about all this madness? NATHAN (grim, determined) Yeah. It’s time they stop treating me like the ghost in the hallway. Time they see I’m here… and I’m not going anywhere. The call ends. Nathan stares at the laptop, then out the window, the city lights flickering like distant stars. A quiet resolve settles over him.

Then, a small smile curved around the corner of her thin lips. **** Getting to his room, Nathan Peyton tears off all the clothes stuck to his muscular body like a stubborn leech, revealing good tone muscles and killer abs. When the clothes were finally off his luscious, alluring, and muscular skin. Nathan Peyton walked toward the mirror in the middle of his room and stood before it. The mirror was human-sized and he could see his full height being captured by the size of the mirror as he stood in front of it. Nathan Peyton, who was known as the untamed devil in the other world was the devil's son. The mention of his name alone was a sign of fear and an emblem of pain in the heart of the peop