Uglydolls Nolan Novels & Stories

She seemed to understand that this time, she had lost completely. Byron's figure disappeared beyond the villa gates. Only Claire, with her frozen expression, and my guilt-ridden parents remained in the garden. In the deathly silence, Claire suddenly crawled toward the corner and pulled a tattered princess doll from the bushes. She clutched the doll tightly and stumbled toward my parents, smiling vacantly. "I'm the princess. There's only one princess, and that's me..." She had lost her mind. Mom finally broke down. She and Dad held each other and sobbed. "What have we done?"

"Nolan is Lying, I'm the victim here!" "Rubby please," Nolan said, his eyes sparkled with mischief. "You don't have to explain, I understand if you've moved on to someone better than me. That's fine, someone who can give you all the luxury you deserve, it's totally fine, I...." "That's enough!" I said gently but it was enough to send shivers down his spine. "You should audition for the role of a crying doll, that's the only thing you are good at. Rubby here owes no one an explanation, and I won't sit here and watch you tarnish her image, you dare not paint her as an opportunist in my presence."

Strong hands were already sliding up my shirt when his phone rang. Cursing and grunting under his breath, Nolan slapped the bedside table in search of his phone. When he looked at the screen his face hardened. “It’s Douglas.” NOLAN’S POV And he wants to see me as soon as. I guided my car to the parking lot of Douglas Grant’s company. Personally, I would rather spend the day showing Chantelle all the sensitive parts of her body and how each of them responded to my touch while my son remains preoccupied downstairs with the shitload of animes I had going on TV but the sooner I deal with this the better.

NOLAN Talking to Olive's father, I realized I couldn't blame Olive for some of her attitudes. She was the photocopy of her father. His glarings weren't intimidating to me. He made it clear that nothing should happen to his daughter. Even when I made him understand that Olive can take care of herself and regardless of that, I will make sure she's safe. He kept ringing it to my ear. Nigel couldn't help but giggle, especially when Olive's dad said he thought he was me. I felt like ripping his head off. A woman in her late forties walked in with Olive and Ella trailing behind. I suspected from the resemblance that she would be Olive's mom. She looked calm unlike Olive, who is always aggressive.

Nodding, she said, “There was a bad human man. I tore his throat and tossed him over the cliff with the one that you left. I drank from him but his blood was bad because he was already dead. I followed the hybrid scent here.” She pointed to the floor to accentuate her point. Elbowing Nathan I grinned, “ Told you there were two!” “Well sweetheart if she's staying you better bathe her and delouse her, then order her some clothes online,” Nolan asserted and I told them that I would after I had a cup of coffee. My mates then turned their attention to Darius and Nolan was giving him a major stink eye. Sipping on the freshly brewed coffee I listened to them ask about his injuries.

What mattered to him was that they were okay and he had returned them to their mother in one piece. “Were they okay?” he asked, his voice even. “Did they have fun at least?” Nolan scoffed. “Of course, they did. You think I’d let anything happen to them? Please, I’m amazing with kids.” He leaned back against the seat, smirking. “But man, they’re something else. Neal? That boy is dramatic as hell. You should’ve seen the fit he threw when he couldn’t get his favorite ice cream flavor.” Nolan said as he shook his head with exaggerated amusement.

Let's start with Nolan. Nolan continues eating while he answers, ''I have my work cut out for me that's for sure. We are just working on basics and stamina right now. But there are some promising warriors there. I think Thesseus ego got a bump today though.'' His eyes twinkle when he looks at Noelle. Holly lifts an eyebrow, ''Why what happened?'' Nolan continues, ''In the end, we were sparring, and I matched him with Noelle. He was so indignant that he got paired with such a weak partner. But Noelle was smart with the fighting, and she knocked him out in the end.''

Nolan turned back, his gaze settling on Wilson. Wilson, who wore glasses, looked back at him. A surge of anger rose within Nolan. "She won't meet," he declared, his tone final. It was hard to recognize Wilson like this. "Are you intentionally wearing these glasses to bother me?" Nolan was very angry, probably because Wilson listened too much to Ethan. "Am I ugly? It doesn't affect my work. There are no lenses," Wilson said earnestly. "Go check yourself in the mirror." Nolan pointed to the restroom.

He looked grim. Scorpion gulped his saliva on seeing his face. He felt his blood draining down slowly as he turned white from the stare. Nolan's eyes were fixed on him. "Of course it is you, you're dead". Scorpion's eyes widened for he knew what that meant. How did he forget that this cruel person was the biggest bully he had ever met? "No, no, n ..... ". Before he could resist, Nolan was already grabbing his left ear. He tilted his neck to the direction where Nolan drew his flesh as he yelled in pain

I tried to refuse, twisting weakly in his arms, my mother's voice rising in protest behind us. "She's not going anywhere," Mom said, hurrying after him. "The priest will handle her just fine." "The same one lying helpless on the ground?" Nolan shot back without even slowing his pace. My mother's eyes went wide with horror. "What have you done?" she screamed, rushing past him toward whatever scene was waiting inside. "He's Lycan," Nolan said simply, not even bothering to look back. "He'll heal soon enough. It would just be a few fractures, nothing more."