Nathaniel Lolirock Novels & Stories

Another mocked causing another outburst from the rest. "Tristan... I think it's time we show these bunch of fools how we deal with idiots who underestimates." Nathaniel ordered. Tristan grinned devilishly,this was more like his brother. Nathaniel could be cowardly in anything but when it comes to insults or demeanor,he doesn't take them lightly. Nathaniel bent on his knee while Tristan climbed onto his brother's back. Their clothes were gradually ripping apart while they were slowly morphing together,from the cracking of bones and joints the rogues heard.

Stella said, her eyes drifting toward the old stone wing of the building. "She’s probably just off looking for someone else," Lynx answered with a mischievous glint in his eye. His gaze shifted to a man standing near the edge of the yard. With hair as dark as dried blood and a mood as fiery as the sun, Nathaniel stood with arms crossed, his foot tapping a rapid, impatient rhythm. "What an impatient fellow," Lynx chuckled as they approached. "I can't find Aeriol," Nathaniel snapped before they could even greet him. His British accent was sharp with annoyance. "He said to meet here, and it’s been hours!" (In reality, it had been barely ten minutes).

“I learned his family has been interested in collaborating with Stonewatch Rehabilitation Network. For years, they’ve sponsored medical missions in Greyhold Fort just to get close to Stonewatch’s leadership.” “And?” Serena asked, now curious. “To get information, I reached out to my grandfather,” Nathaniel said. “Retired General Norman Collins.” Serena blinked. Then she gulped. “You’re kidding me.” “Unfortunately, I’m not,” Nathaniel said, averting his gaze. “And this kinship isn’t something I’m proud of.” Serena’s brows knit together. “Tell me.” Nathaniel drew a slow breath, steadying himself. He spoke carefully, pausing often.

“Annyeong,” Nathan introduces himself. “I’m Nathaniel Policarpio. Some people call me Nathan and others call me Nate. Personally, I’d prefer it if you call me Nate because Nathan reminds me of the time I spent in Camp Unplugged, the Internet addiction rehabilitation center that was on the news with, uh, Shadow and me.

Nathaniel walked straight into the living room and pulled bottles of wine out to chug. He was trying to forget his sorrows, perhaps. And the guy could never hold his liquor well. Moments later, his cheeks were already a rosy shade. He looked at me, his eyes glassy but alluring. "You should go." I did not. I stood around for a while, waited until he was actually drunk, then I started searching his room. There must be proof of his beastfolk identity there. His shed, his scales, anything.

Leo suddenly changed the subject. “Yeah,” I nodded. “Nate... He’s Nathaniel Gardner, the expert doctor for the Silent Prowlers Pack. I’m sure you’ve heard of him,” I decided to explain who Nate was. Nate’s reputation was actually well-spread. He was known as one of the excellent doctors on the continent. “What’s your relationship with him?” Leo asked sharply. I sighed helplessly. Having an excellent Beta was sometimes not as good as it seemed. He would ask lots of questions, and even though I felt that it wasn't his business, I still needed to answer him so he wouldn't see Nate as a threat to me.

It took a while to piece at least some of it together allowing him to work out that the King was either looking for something or someone important that had been taken. After getting all he can without actually showing himself and asking questions, Jonah returns to Romeo with his report. ----------- As Nathaniel makes his way through the Forbidden Mountains he is slowly joined by Savannah, Julian, Skylar, Victoria, Griffin, Ryker, Isabella, Scarlett, Phoenix, Sebastian, Teresa, Josephine, Zachary, Noah, Serenity, Carter, Claire, Kathleen, Prime, Violet, Chase, Chrysta, Zane, Maya and Opal… His closet friends, his family.