Nathaniel Flint Novels & Stories

Hector, Abel's younger brother, added, "So did you work them out good, Noah?" Noah ignored the suggestiveness of Hector's tone, putting his foot on the ground as he came to a stop and pulled off his helmet. "I took care of business, since none of you wusses stepped up," he said this as if that annoyed him. But the more he thought about it, the more he was glad none of them had. The funds from the joke of a check the state provided him with were running very low. This couldn't have happened at a better time.

He aimed to protect Tin and her child more. Nathaniel is still a bachelor at the age of 25. No girlfriend so far. He is the only son of his parents. He has his mother only. His father died five years ago. He was on board since he was 23 years old and he had already some investments and properties from his hard work. He will bridge the gap between childhood to the present. __________ A loud sound of an alarm awakens Kristina at 4 a.m. She immediately got up and fixed her bed. She proceeds to the kitchen and prepares breakfast for her son Jude, a 7-year-old cutie little boy. Afterward, she wakes up Chad already.

By the time I pulled the last bag into the vaulted living room, I was panting, my hair falling out of its pins, and my blood was boiling. Nathaniel was standing by a roaring fireplace, pouring himself a drink. He didn't even look at me. "I want you to go upstairs and run a warm bath. Now." That was the last goddamn straw. "Run it yourself!" I screamed, the sound echoing off the high ceilings. Nathaniel froze, the crystal decanter still in his hand. He turned slowly, his eyes darkening until they were almost black. The "Grumpy CEO" was gone; in his place was a man who looked like he was about to tear the world apart.

“Nice seeing you too, Lucius. How’s the family?” “Don’t waste our time, boy. Explain yourself.” Said the little guy by Lucius’ side. Apparently, his new acquaintance would not shy away. Not the best crowd to present his story, but life hasn’t been handling him the best cards in a while, and he would make do. “I don’t believe we’ve met before. I’m Nathaniel Bright, nice to meet you, sir.” His extended hand was kept unshaken and the bald man’s expression remained annoyed. Lucius broke the silence for them, falling into his constant role of political conciliator.