Avengers Natasha Romanoff Novels & Stories

"Full name?" "Matteo Evan Reed" "You?" "Adassah Natasha Rumanoff" I replied. "Wait we're you name after-" "Black widow, the badass chick in Avengers. Yeah, I wish but no, it's just a coincidence that my grandmother's name is Natasha and it's actually Rumanoff, not Romanov," I laugh lightly. "So yeah a lot of my teachers thought so too but nah it's different" he smiles nodding his head.

Chapter Thirteen Sebastian The meeting had ended twenty minutes ago. Unfortunately, the silence left behind was far more irritating than the board members themselves. I stood near the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office with one hand tucked into my pocket while the city stretched endlessly beneath me. Cars moved like streams of light below, distant and insignificant compared to the thoughts currently occupying my mind. Natasha Berlin. She had insisted on handling Duncan herself and against my better judgment… I allowed it. Behind me, the soft sound of a tablet being set down broke the silence. My assistant, Marcus, stood near the desk with his usual composed posture.

replied Natasha. "Not a bad idea…. Duh! " replied Mandy. Natasha gave her an eye roll. Mandy called some of her friends to their table and introduced them to Natasha. "So this is Ava," said Mandy pointing at a medium height girl with curly brown hair. "Nice to meet you, Ava I am Natasha," said Natasha. "Pleasure is mine," replied Ava smiling at Natasha. " And I am a tori..tori vegan. So which was your previous school from Natasha." said a blonde hair girl.

Hearing him say those words, her cheeks flutter red for reasons she couldn't comprehend as she playfully pinch him. Natash arrived at the office the next day wearing a red halter neck top and a black slit skirt, they were tight on her body and presented her cleavage in the right way. Natash is wearing a gold wrist watch and a gold necklace, today she applied a very light makeup that could barely be seen. Walking into the conference Hall, her four most trusted men were waiting for her. Robert who she met first and the hands behind the computer, Derrick the brain of the company, she had met Derrick when she still had nothing, he was robbed and beaten and was at the point of death when Natash f

Her dark hair spread out across the pillow, and for a moment, I let myself just watch her. I wasn’t sure what I expected, but I certainly didn’t expect this feeling—the one that clawed at my chest, something almost... soft. I was Viktor Romanov, the boss of this empire. I had learned long ago to guard every part of myself. My emotions, my thoughts, everything was locked away behind walls that no one could break through. But now, lying beside Anya, those walls were beginning to crack. I watched her for a moment longer, my gaze lingering on her features. There was something about the way she looked in the morning light—so peaceful, so unaware of the storm that always swirled inside me.

Her heart ached, this was her chance to make everything right. She stood up stopping at the mirror, the woman who stared back at her, was younger, body beautiful and clear of marks, of any sign of abuse. Her hand touched her stomach, thinking of all her children she had lost. Natasha, vowing not to run away this time, she reached for her phone and scrolled to his name. Natasha remembered his smile, how his voice softened when he needed something, the pride he felt when success came easy because she made it so. Natasha was going to destroy him, slowly, thoroughly, without mercy and Ashley, she was going to reveal their sick relationship to the world.

Mikhail is tall broad, and even from afar his presence alone is radiating danger. I adjusted the black apron tied around my waist, taking in a deep breath and forcing my grip to relax on the silver tray even though my hands were trembling... Not with fear but with anger. My cover tonight was simple, i was wearing a shoulder length blonde wig, with some faint freckles painted across my nose, and a cheap vanilla perfume. That way no one would guess that under the polyester waitress uniform and plastered on smile was Detective Natalia Morozova, from the federal undercover.

Raul POV I sat down watching Natasha do the laundry by the riverside, enjoying the beautiful hums of her voice. Something rustled in the bush nearby, forcing my senses to go on alert. I turned around to see if I would find anything or see anyone, but there was nothing worth checking out. I wondered why I worried, though. No one came to this side of the woods. I heard another rustle, and this time, Natasha heard it too. With my senses heightened, i tried to listen closely, but I there was still nothing to hear. It seemed as though something was playing games with me, yet everything stayed still.

Hearing Natasha's words, Mary looked at her in surprise and asked, "What are you talking about dear?" In response to her Mother's question, Natasha said, "I am talking about my biggest enemy, Natalie. Natalie has deceived us all. We knew that she was a stupid girl from the village, but in fact, she is an educated doctor. I saw her with my own eyes sitting in the hospital and seeing patients and after collecting information about this, I saw that she is indeed a doctor. She is a compassionate doctor who treats patients for free. I took advantage of her gentle heart and destroyed her."

Natasha took his pistol and walked towards the opened door, she peeped out and saw about five guards to the left and five guards to the right, all loaded with ammunition. "How will she escape these people?" All of a sudden, Natasha sighted a familiar figure far away, he was speaking with some soldiers. Isn't that the king of the West? Anthony Roosevelt? He had once asked her to be friends with him and she had turned him down. But asking her means he liked her somehow, could he save her? "King Anthony, please save me. It's Natasha," she screamed atop her lungs. That caught the attention of the guards, they charged at her immediately and overpowered her, then they threw her inside with rage an