Nathaniel Hawthorne Academy Novels & Stories

Jason said, his voice casual but with a hint of teasing. Nathaniel glanced at the file, then back at Jason with a slight smirk. “Early? I’m Nathaniel Hawthorne. This is my company. I walk into my office whenever I feel like it.” Jason chuckled, clearly unbothered by Nathaniel’s response. “Of course. Just making sure you’re on top of things,” he teased, folding his arms. Nathaniel waved him off, his attention drifting back to the window, the view of the busy city below. “I’ll get to it when I get to it. No need to rush.”

"That's delicious news, Gabe. I think we can have some fun with her.” My body trembled. I had no idea which academy Gabriel and Nathaniel attended. Father had never told me. So they were here at Bastorin Academy? Oh God. What was I supposed to do?

Professor Nathan Hale – Advanced Romantic Literature. I’d stared at it for a full minute, heart thudding in disbelief. No. It couldn’t be him. Nathan left years ago—after graduation, after our parents’ awkward marriage made us step-siblings and roommates in a house full of tension and late-night glances that lingered too long. But when he walked into the lecture hall, tall and effortlessly confident in that fitted navy shirt and charcoal slacks, I knew. It was him. Older. Broader. Sexier. Dangerous.

“A marriage” “A what??” I unconsciously yelled out unsure if I heard her right. I already felt sick at the thought of where this was going but what she said after immediately sent bile running up my throat. “You are gonna be married to Nathaniel Hawthorne, the former heir to the Alpha seat.” My brain immediately broke down. My hand started trembling slightly as I tried desperately to remember who Nathaniel Hawthorne was. Daphne, ever the crazy bitch decided to remind me. She laughed mockingly. “Nathaniel Hawthorne? Isn't that my crippled ex?" That was when it clicked and I remembered who he was.

I flinched and retracted. "Nope I don't want to hear your thoughts and I am definitely not going take any advice from you." I said and shook my head vigorously "He always wanted you. You know he called-" Michael explained but was cut off. "Mr. Hawthorne you should really leave her alone now." I turned around and saw Nathaniel leaning against my door. He had his hands in his pockets and he was glaring at Michael. "Mr. Lac-Lachlan... I --I was..." He began stuttering but was not able to form any actual words.

The mothers could not help admiring the two love birds they were trying to bring close to each other talk. They were gushing all over them. At this time, the people sitting at other tables also came to say hello to Nathaniel. Nathaniel is the only son of the Franchise family. He has been outstanding since he was a child. When he was studying, he skipped two grades in elementary school, one grade in junior high school, and one grade in high school. Therefore, he finished college four years earlier than other people.

She tried to relax and clear her mind. Nathaniel pointed out certain buildings and told her their history along the way. She had to admit that it took her mind off the stone. She enjoyed the scenery as they drove into the countryside. Nathaniel had told her that Barnaby lived in the woods and had no neighbors for miles, so she wasn't surprised by the countryside they saw. She also wasn't surprised when they turned down a well-maintained dirt road.

Athena’s Sacred Tree Academy–or simply AST Academy to its students–was not only known for its silver-gray uniforms or the logo depicting a large, white owl with an olive branch on its beak but for its topnotch teaching and picturesque school buildings that the students and staff alike enjoy; popular and well-spoken despite the fact that it was still considered as one of the newest academy’s to be built in the country… it only goes to show just how well its reputation precedes itself. It was an international academy after all; and the academy welcomes anyone with a love for learning no matter what their race, their religion and socioeconomic status with open arms. The academy was beautiful an

Kathrena would be better at this, I thought, but she was too enraptured – and possibly disturbed – by the piles of crumbling books surrounding us. “Oh, yes?” He hummed, pushing his glasses even further up his nose. I’d not noticed them slipping down. “It’s about Hawthorn. You said before that you’d lived here all your life?” “I have, yes. I went to the school here in my youth – Aspen Academy, as it was known then, but these things change over the years – and then I was offered my job here, as you know, and I’ve been tucked away in my little library ever since.”

Nathan casually walks towards the school entrance, his mission to get Lincoln out of the way for the day accomplished. “And now for the next part,” he sighs. His eyes fall on a tiny figure at the entrance. She is leaning against the wall, shaking with nervousness. Halsey is fidgeting as she waits for Nathan. She’s hoping that Lincoln will not spot her with his worst enemy. If he finds out that she has to meet Nathan in secret for the term project, he’ll flip out. Even mentioning Nathan’s name makes Lincoln angry and Halsey doesn’t want to add fire to the fuel.