Accidentally Yours Natalie Novels & Stories

“But you're handling this horribly. Assaulting the King’s sister and royals in your office is going to ruin everything we’ve worked for.” I scoffed loudly, a bitter laugh escaping me. “Oh yeah? You know what would have been actually horrible, Lucien? If I had strangled that whore Dahlia right there in the infirmary. Or if I had killed Kiara on the spot for touching him. Nathaniel could have died today. He could have had a miscarriage. Because of those jealous bitches.” “And I understand that, but—”

“You’re kidding.” “I wish I was. I had no idea when I applied. Didn’t even know his last name. Then I showed up for the interview and there he was.” “Oh my God, Ivy. That’s so awkward.” “It gets worse. He asked me to dinner.” “He what?” “Friday night. I said yes.” Natalie just stared at me for a long moment. Then she started laughing. Not mean laughter, just genuine surprised amusement. “What?” I asked, defensive. “Nothing, it’s just… your life is insane right now. Like absolutely insane. You get framed with deepfake p**n, lose your entire family, sleep with a random billionaire, and then accidentally get hired at his company. It’s like a soap opera.”

Her eyes widen, and her nerves seem short-circuited. [OH MY GOSH!] Noelle squeals. Natasha’s eyes widen, and she immediately steps back. She turns away and coughs. "That was an accident." "It’s okay. I like it that way." "What the hell?' she thinks, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. [This is good news,] Noelle says. Natasha rolls her eyes. "You’re quick to think dirty. It was an accident, okay?" [Accident, hehe~]"

When the attack on a famous plastic surgeon in Rock Castle hit all the major news networks late Wednesday night, Natalie hit Tate's Bottle Store opposite her apartment building and bought not one but three bottles of cheap champagne. She opened one of them—something white and sparkly with a name she couldn't even pronounce— and drank it straight from the bottle when she got home while she danced around to Bellsaints's Karma in her living room. Happy didn't even come close to the state Natalie was in at that moment.

Bethany hesitated, her knuckles white as she gripped her phone. “You knew,” Bethany accused, her voice trembling. “You knew this would happen.” Natalie’s smirk faltered for a moment before returning with venom. “You’re welcome,” she replied nonchalantly, tossing the apple core into a nearby trash can. “Enjoy the ride, sweetheart.”

Biting her lower lip, she said, "I apologize. I was wrong to blame you." When she spoke, she muttered to herself. If it was not Darryl, who would it be? 'Did Tyson send someone to rape me?' Natalie felt ashamed and angry. Then, Darryl raised his hand to unseal her acupoints and said, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's go quickly." Natalie and Loona nodded simultaneously and were about to leave with Darryl. "Okay..." However, before she took two steps, she let out a soft cry. Her delicate body became weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

"Would you let me in? It's freezing here." "Tell me why Nick! Your saving grace right now is our blood. You hurt my friend and think you can come back like nothing ever happened?" I scoffed. He lied! "It was a mistake, okay!" Nick suddenly yelled, causing the both of us to flinch. My cousin was scary sometimes. I don't know how we have managed to be in contact for many years. "It was a mistake. I didn't know she was going to fall like that! And you know the worst part of it? I wanted the baby to miscarry so that I could have my chance!" Drops of tears fell out of his eyes. "That was how desperate I was, Emily."

he said slowly, and she groaned, letting her eyes fall shut. Hearing her real name fall from his lips was…so fucking hot. Nobody called her that anymore, except Carter, when he was especially pissed at her. But hearing it from Parker, in that deep, rough voice of his, yeah…she liked it. “Natalie,” he said again as he lowered his mouth back to her breasts, finding the other nipple this time and running his tongue around it, over the lace. “Natalie,” he said again. “Fuck,” she hissed, pushing her breast into his mouth, needing more.

" Bella I'm so sorry, but what do you think you doing exactly? You think because you're a Thomas now, you could just walk in here and leave like this, like I'm some hookup boy?" Suddenly, Bella's notification began to pop in, including several missed calls from Damian. "Do you see this?" She said, facing her phone screen to Charles. "You don't know how much trouble I've gotten myself into. This was a mistake. " "You just called what we had a mistake!" Charles remarked. "No, no, no, you know what I mean Charles. We discussed about this before." She pleaded as she watched Charles back off and walk over to the counter to serve himself a drink.

She should have looked like any other academy girl getting ready for school, but her restless fingers tugging at her bracelet betrayed otherwise. “I have a date with Adams tonight,” she said finally, her voice edged with nerves. “And.. I’m already scared of playing this stunt with him. He's more dangerous than we thought,” Steve didn’t answer at once. He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. His phone screen glowed faintly in his palm, replaying the clip he had saved far too many times. The first video: the principal’s office. The grainy recording caught Thea seated stiffly across from the woman, her voice lowering as she proposed that Thea shoul