Nathaniel Miraculous Ladybug Novels & Stories

He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes. Nathaniel never talked much but always stood up against the bullies who targeted weak people. His one menacing look made the bullies question their existence. I sighed in relief when I saw my classroom from my peripheral vision. I almost jumped out of excitement becau- “Wait up Fatso, Where is my assignment, essay or whatever the hell you were supposed to complete? I turned around ready to be grilled. I saw Danika Williams and her minions. “I didn’t do it” I murmured looking down.

Next, he giggled as he stored the butterfly in a bottle. Up until then, there were already a few butterflies in the glass bottle.? After that, Wisdom stood up happily. Then, he spotted Nathaniel and Mango was standing behind him. At the sight of them, he was surprised as well as a little subdued.? "Daddy, mommy, why are you here?" "What are you doing?" Nathaniel had always thought that it was only girls who caught butterflies. Thus, how could a brat like Wisdom do such a boring thing? Clearly, Wisdom was simultaneously awed as well as scared by Nathaniel. Hence, he looked at Nathaniel before he quietly moved behind Mango. Those little mud-soaked hands just grabbed and completely soiled the h

Harry turned around and started unbuttoning his tunic while Nathaniel strolled a little further away and surveyed the wonderful scenery. "Harry, I'll check a little further but I'll be back. Don't wait for me, okay? You can join Anna, I'll be quick." "Shouts Nathaniel!" Nathaniel's breath brought him down into sync with his strides, heeding the sound of his soles and trudging on the earthen route, flapping his arms in time as he hummed his favorite song. He saw a colorful butterfly, bigger than a basketball. It was so enchanting and magical, I was amazed at its beauty. Nathaniel followed it, not minding that he was getting too far away.

The shadows elongate farther, creeping like fingers reaching for her. Something is strange, yet he can sense no evil around. What is going on? Sera whines in her sleep, tossing and turning now. Not having anything else to do, Nathanael reaches out for her. His hand touches her shoulder and Sera stops struggling; her face peaceful again. A light outside the window causes the shadows to slowly dissipate. The light grows brighter and brighter. Curiously, Nathanael approaches the window. Lampyridae, or lightening bugs as Sera calls them, have begun to flock to her window. They float in a growing swarm suspended in the warm winter air.

I walked over and unzipped the bag. Nathaniel was still in the fetal position, and he looked exactly like he was sleeping. I started to reach out and then drew my hand back. I couldn’t run out of the hotel room if I freaked out. I sighed and lay beside the bag. I needed to get him out of the bag so he could wake up and stretch out. Before doing that, I needed to ensure I cut off all sunlight in the room.

He was here. The sun was up and in my eyes. The first thing I saw was a sheer curtain attempting to keep the morning light away. The wind blew, sending the curtains up to the ceiling. The few seconds that the window was left bare, I caught a glimpse of the flowers designed by mother nature blooming in bunches and shrubs. They were in a dozen poignant colours, the reds looked like it could bleed. And there were butterflies, two– no three fluttered in my vision. Their wings, quite small but painted like it could only be made for the museum or for Disneyland. The curtain closed and I saw the room more clearly.

I answered through the mind-link, “It’s about what I told you this morning. The stinging creatures.” “What about them?” “You have… powers, Priscilla. Something hidden. You can either heal them—or kill them. You did it with Henry, remember? I found a rogue this morning. Bitten—but not turned. Not fully. He’s still in his right mind. But not for long. He has a pregnant mate—she’s due in days. He begged for help. I don’t know how to save him… but you might.” “I don’t know how to heal anyone, Gabriel,” she shot back, her thoughts laced with panic and confusion. “You said I attract them. You said they’re dangerous… and now you’re just offering me to one?”

And that man, Nathaniel Lorentz. Micah jewel is back, but this time, as a different person__ Bianca.

It was better for the image if people thought he was unattached. Later, when she stopped asking directly, he convinced himself she had understood. He told himself they were already together in every way that mattered. Now she stood in front of another man, wearing the calm expression of someone who had stopped waiting for permission to move on. Nathaniel's vows were brief. He spoke about meeting Mira years ago in a small London studio, when she had been writing songs no one around her seemed to hear properly. He said he admired her before he loved her, because even then she carried whole rooms inside her music and still let other people take the light.