Nathaniel Lolirock Novels & Stories

Lor had a cheesy smile on her face, shaking her head. “You really are her mate, aren’t you?” “Solaris?” She nodded. “I was. In the next life, hopefully longer.” “You are something else, Alpha Nathaniel.” Wincing, I wrinkled my nose. “Goddess, don’t call me that.” “Why not? It’s true! That’s what all this is!” “I know. It just sounds weird.” Lor laughed, running ahead of me and turning around to walk backwards. “Alpha Nate? Maybe Alpha White?”

Nathaniel was startled by their sudden arrival. He took a few steps backward while scanning the approaching rogues. He tried to filter the conversation in his mind link. He can’t afford to get distracted, not now. Before he could figure out what was happening, two rogues in the middle of the formation stepped sideways, paving the way for a huge, unshifted one wearing a black mask and a black fitted sleeveless hoodie. He wore black rubber gloves, leaving his tattooed biceps on display. His arms were folded across his chest, muscles screaming through his shirt.

“Once Nathaniel shows interest in something, he never stops until he gets it in his grasp. And I don't think you will be an exception, Chloe. The way I am seeing things, Nathaniel will soon start working on ways to make you his, and trust me when I say..." Chloe could not help but get a bit uncomfortable as Gabriel's eyes displayed a lot of seriousness. "Nathaniel Stone doesn't like to fail, at anything."

Lily looked down at her instep and raised her head calmly. "What's wrong?" "Where are the First Love's documents?! We can't find it in the lab. Do you know what day it is today?! Rather than staying in the lab, you chose to wander around?!" Nathaniel followed Lily’s line of sight and saw the small cut on her instep. He felt guilty for a while but soon thought of the upcoming competition, which was more critical to him.

It was undoubtedly the tactic of Nathaniel Lee, the war general he hated so much that he longed to cut off his head with his own hands. “If you can’t get anything by sneaking around like that, why don’t you just do it openly, General Reed?” Liam said with a sly smile accompanying his words.

Nolan: The moment the howls echoed, I was already shouting orders. “Alessandro, perimeter! Gamma team, north side! Move!” My voice cut through the chaos as warriors poured into the courtyard, shifting mid-stride, their snarls rising into the night. “One more thing that they would actually have the noble blood to actually give a warning.” Alessandro muttered under his breath as he looked at me. “I doubt the fact that this is their virtue, considering the fact that they are rogues, Alessandro.” I said, glaring at him before catching sight of Natalia.

Ann asked. "Somewhere special," Lydia paused. "Don't tell anyone." Ann nodded. "Careful," Lydia said as they climbed over rocks, Ann clinging to her the entire time. "Finally!" Melanie complained. "You're gonna miss it!" Melanie was sat on a rock, tail still in the water. "Look," Lydia pointed as she sat down. Ann hesitantly sat down, the rock was smooth, and surprisingly not slippery. "We come here sometimes," Melanie took her tail out of the water and it turned back into legs. "Mostly at night."

Nathaniel, Karyn, and Chloé did not understand why Felicia had not yet arrived after all this time. The two kings and the agora began to get impatient. If the moon passed its center without the dance being performed, they would have failed. Nathaniel was called before everyone. He walked to the middle of the courtyard. He wore dark pants and was barefoot. His chest was bare, and his arms, wrists, and neck were covered in cowrie shell necklaces. "So, young wolf! We are starting to get impatient. Where is your sweetie, our future Primera? Has she finally betrayed you? The hallmark of witches," he said sarcastically.

Nathaniel’s throat bobbed as he swallowed hard. His bloodshot eyes burned with emotion, but it took him a long moment before he finally muttered, barely above a whisper, "I’m not." "Right. Keep telling yourself that." I had no patience to comfort a lost little boy. Instead, I asked abruptly, "You know where Liam is." It wasn’t a question. Nathaniel’s entire body tensed. I let out a slow smirk, my tone dripping with mockery.

Go away. Maverick was feeling very depressed. Why couldn't he reign in his emotions just now? Why was Nathaniel back? Were the guards outside all deaf or blind? "Nathaniel seemed to know what Maverick was thinking as he said lightly, ""I bought this cemetery. It is my territory. Do you really think your men can seize control of my place so easily? If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to know what their purpose was, do you think I will let your men roam free for so long? Maverick, you are the head of a killer organization after all. Are you really so stupid?"""