Oth Nathan Scott Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, but I can't spend the rest of my life with you. Liv is the one I love." "But Olivia doesn't want you anymore! She said you were disgusting? Have you forgotten that?" Nathan looked blank and remained silent. Everyone thought that he needed time to think things through, so no one disturbed him. However, he suddenly went mad. He grabbed Cassidy's throat. "It's all your fault! It's because of you! You did this to me, you bitch! "You seduced me and made Liv so sad that she traveled abroad! It's all because of you!"

They are not important to him, he just want to find the doctor in charge of taking care of his Sadie! Luckily for him, he bumped into a doctor as he rushed into the hospital. " Ah! Mr Nathan, what brought you here?" The doctor asked on recognising him. Who wouldn't? He's the only son of the leading business tycoon in the whole Pakistan! Nathan himself is a business mogul! " I need to see Sadie doctor, take me to her " Nathan ignored his formalities asking about sadie straight away. By now, all the workers were all watching them.

The heavier one seemed to be inching her way closer to the door. "Get over there before they bail." Reluctantly, he walked away from Jack and toward the two women. As he reached them, the shorter mousy looking one smiled big while the heavier one stood a bit guardedly behind her, making no attempt to hide her unease. He reached out his hand to the mousy one. "Hey, I'm Noah. I hear you're here to train." She shook his hand. "I'm Nellie," she said then turned to her friend. "This is my friend Ron—" She stopped when her friend gave her a look. "Uh, Veronica."

“Where are you going?” “Shit,”Ethan curses under his breath. He takes a breath, composing himself, then turns around. “Duncan, I need to speak with James.” The man in the doorway is shorter than Ethan, and has blond hair scraped into a bun. He’s wearing a blue tartan kilt—so he’s not one of Ethan’s clan. He grins, then gestures behind him. “Come inside,” he says. Ethan pauses for a beat before he sighs. He heads back toward the door, his hand still clasped around mine.

Jessica, you would finally be able to be with your park once more We would be attacking Nathan's park tomorrow from now Dad am so so happy I know my dear Now it's time to accomplish what we started I laughed I looked around before entering my room I know it's funny but am so so happy am finally avenging my mother and my people Nathan's pov It was midnight I was tired of lying on my bed so I looked out through my window I had already told David to bring my cousin with him And I told them That we should meet by 12 I heard a light knock on the door I didn't say a word and went back to my bed pretending to be in slumber But I saw that the door was opened And I felt David and my cousin's presence

She was … breakable. How could he have mated to a woman who could be taken away from him so easily? “I need to go for a run,” Scott said. He pushed past his men and charged downstairs heading toward the door. “What do you want us to do when she wakes up?” Nathan asked. He stopped as he opened the door. Staring up the stairs, he saw the concern on both of their faces.

"What’s the problem here? Scottie is beautiful, we can use her wealth and connections, and you already know you’re sexually compatible. What more is there?" "Having those things didn’t work out for you, did it?" I couldn't help but retort, a bitter edge creeping into my tone. Nathan brushed off my comment with a wave of his hand. "This isn’t about what did or didn’t work for me. Tell me this isn’t about your architect." My silence spoke volumes, confirming his suspicions. Nathan groaned in frustration, his tone sharpening. "She has a pretty face—and apparently a golden pussy. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be hesitating like this."

It was also the number my lawyer still used to contact me from the States, so it worked out. “Hello?” I asked, wondering who would have been calling. “Is this Nathaniel?” I heard an older man ask. “Yes, this is he? May I ask who this is?” “Nathaniel, this is Tim. I know I sound old, but, well, I am old. I’m 78 years old.” “Tim? Why on earth are you calling me?” “I’m calling because, well, I’m dying, Nathaniel. I can feel it. I can feel my body shutting down.”

It was not Scott’s place to go up against her. Hah. Nathan sneered and said coolly to Scott, “Just do whatever you deem fit. You don’t need to hesitate in such a situation from now on.” Scott looked at him in slight astonishment. What was wrong with Nathan? It felt a little tense in the office. Scott signaled the subsidiary CEO and Finn to leave first. He stayed behind and looked at Nathan as he said in a low voice, “Is there really nothing you can do to salvage this?” Elena Langley was Nathan's older sister!

“How are you feeling this morning Mom? Rested? Refreshed? Completely unbothered by the presence of a certain…” “I’m fine,” I said. “Completely fine.” “Theo is here,” Clara said to Nathan. Nathan looked up from his phone. “Theo Hart?” “Theo Hart,” Clara confirmed. Nathan looked at me. I looked at my menu. “Interesting,” Nathan said. “It’s not interesting,” I said. “It’s a coincidence. He’s here on a work trip and also with his nephew who happens to be Clara’s boyfriend. That is all it is.”