Natsu Left Behind Fanfiction Novels & Stories

author pov Katia could not believe what Nathan had done. Why could he not understand that she could not stand being cooped up? She spent so much time locked in her room, in the basement, and then in a dungeon. Once she had reached the border between Snow Moon and Moon Touched land, she linked Kane, letting him know she was safe, and she would not be returning, as Luna, to the Snow Moon pack. She told him that she never wanted to see his Alpha again.

This was yet another instance of Joshua losing his temper at her because of Natasha. Natasha observed their standoff. For some reason, she felt as though a blazing fire had ignited between them. "Fine." Natalie finally broke the silence, pushing the door open and leaving without another word. Natasha raised an eyebrow as Natalie's departure caught her off guard. Instead of behaving as she usually did by coaxing Joshua, she had simply left. That was uncharacteristic of Natalie. "Your first love has left. Aren't you going to chase after her?" Natasha asked casually as she resumed her experiment.

CHAPTER 87 : Jinxed. "You made me want to try again, to feel like something special to someone. I'ld be a freaking liar to say everything's gonna go back to the way it was. 'Cause heck! Nothing's gonna be the same again. So please don't stress about me and leave before your paranoid boyfriend comes after me again." He concluded and walked to the glass walls. Natalia wanted to say something, do something but nothing came out. Her heart was hurting losing her friend.

Once outside, she broke into a quick walk, heading toward the small hut where her parents, Cielo and Miguel, stayed. She knocked twice. "Natalie?" her mother said as she opened the door. "Why are you-?" "We're leaving," Natalie said, stepping inside and shutting the door behind her. "What?" Miguel stood up. "Now?" "Yes. Now," Natalie said firmly. Cielo looked confused. "But Natalie, didn't you say you still need to learn more spells? You said you weren't strong enough yet." Natalie's lips curled into a grin. "Look at this," she said and placed the black book on the small table.

The scarred wolf gripped my chin and looked at me, mocking. He crouched and brought his face close. His breath hit me, thick with blood. “You stabbed our future Luna. Want to guess what he'll think when he hears? He'll think you've gone mad. He'll think you’ve lost your mind, ungrateful to the core. He let you go, not because he couldn't bear to, but because he couldn't be bothered to do it himself and didn’t want to dirty his hands with you was beneath him.” When they were done, they left.

Leaving Eric alone on the edge of the freezing cliff. "No—!!" "Bella! Don't go!!" "Please, don't leave me!!"

“What do you mean I can’t leave? The Alpha asked me to—” “Well, I’m saying you can’t leave,” Rachel said, stepping closer, courage surging through her. “As the future Luna, you can’t leave… you… you have to stay. I mean, Aiden needs you. Ethan needs you. The pack needs you. All of us… we need you.” James blinked, lips slightly parted, stunned. “You don’t know what you’re saying…” he muttered, incredulous.

Nate went to his hut with a throbbing headache. The flawless fantasy he had created of his life was shattered and he couldn’t even blame anyone. He knew Bree was right, at least to a certain extent. As hard as he tried, he couldn’t picture his nature inclined and painstakingly peaceful lover in the setting he would be placed after the ascension.

I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING but how much I always loved her. Even if she always was the one with the credits and everything, I loved her! I still do. Then why did she do all of this to me? Why...? Maybe I did something bad to her and she made me forget about it by controlling my mind. "You were so naive, Natasha," yeah, you've already stated that. "To the point that you didn't use the magic jewel which could avoid your mind from being washed and manipulated," that's because I didn't know about its existence before it was too late!

Chapter: Luciano’s POV I should not be enjoying this as much as I am. Natalie Romano— That sounded like heaven. She sits across from me at my kitchen counter, wearing my sweatshirt and eating strawberries like this is the most normal morning in the world. Like she hasn’t spent the last five years living somewhere else. Like she didn’t walk back into my life 3 weeks ago and completely ruin the balance I’d spent years rebuilding. I thought I got over her. At least, those were the lies I told myself—and they were easy lies, because she wasn’t in front of me.