Black Widow Natasha Romanoff Novels & Stories

The witches picked me to be the one who would be able to bring down the werewolf prince, and that is my job and the reason I'm here. I had been taught by Lake Huran since I was a child in all combat skills as well as how to murder and assassinate a werewolf specifically for this job. I had also participated in conflicts between werewolves and vampires, and was dubbed "The Alpha Slayer" by my fellow werewolves since I was responsible for the deaths of hundreds of werewolf Alphas, who were notoriously tough to kill. So I was a werewolf hunter trained by a Vampire princess, and I was on a mission to assassinate the werewolf prince.

she glared back at her. "I'm Vanessa fucking Blackwell, I can own whatever I want," she sneered. "Jake is my - " Izzie started but Vanessa cut her off. "Loyal to me now," she finished for her with a smirk, "My blood is in his veins, little slayer, I am his sire, he works for me." The thought of Jake not only being a vampire but being a vampire that was controlled by this monster barbie for eternity was almost too sickening to think about.

Wilson said as he held up his phone for her to see it. Natasha payed close attention. She didn't want to miss out on any detail. “And so, for the man you'll be stealing this flashdrive from, he goes by the name Dominic Patterson.” Natasha's body froze. Dominic, no, it can't be him. “Mrs. Natasha, is anything the problem?” Wilson asked, noticing the change in her expression. Natasha looked at him and shook her head almost immediately. She could feel Alexander's gaze on her. Natasha's palms became sweaty.

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.

Her face went pale. She hurriedly bowed her head to the floor. “I swear loyalty! Please—let me keep my pride and honor!” I smiled. “Good choice.” My eyes turned cold. “Now talk. Who are you, and why the hell were you following me?” She gulped. “My name is Natasha. I work for an organization called Last Wish. We handle assassinations, protection, and dirty work. Our leader… is a friend of Don Albert.” I stopped her instantly. “The leader knows Albert?”

If she stayed even one day more, any chance she had left to reclaim her life, to do something for herself, to live, to crawl out of this terrible hole she’d lowered herself into all on her own, would disappear into the big black smoke-filled vortex that was Andrey Romanoff. He would buy more things and sell others, make millions and destroy lives at a whim, hers included. And she would carry on catering to him, jumping to do his bidding and smoothing the path before him, anticipating his every need and losing herself, bit by bit and inch by inch, until she was nothing more than a pleasant-looking, serene-voiced husk. A robot under his command… Slave to feelings he would never, could never re

Now, I live alone in the tiny house she left behind—barely standing, but still the only place that feels like home. *** Four days later I sat on the old sofa in our small living room, the springs poking my back as I watched our flickering TV screen. It was showing Teen Spotlight, and the girl being interviewed was Elena Scarlet—the only daughter of America’s richest man. She was my age, maybe even in the same grade. Everything about her sparkled—her skin, her hair, even her smile. She was everything I ever wished I could be. I watched her excitedly whenever I was free, drawn to her like she was made of sunlight.

She leans in and whispers, trying to warn me about this new character. “ What happened? ” I lift my eyebrows and lean in just like her. “ She was supposed to become the Luna. She was the perfect match for Alpha Ryker. ” She whispers with wide eyes. My lips form an O shape. I lean back and train my eyes on Danika. To my surprise, she is already staring in our direction. I pass her a smile when our eyes lock. I love villainous characters. “ Natasha! Come here! ” She shrieks from afar in her shrill voice.

Blondie muttered and stood up as well. Alexander ticked his tongue. "You've been a bad girl, Thawne." He clicked his tongue and shoved off the door, coming close to me. "Don't you dare come closer to me, I'm not the one you're looking for," I mumbled. "Miss Katherine Thawne. A little bitch that stabbed me in the leg and run off with my money.." He chuckled as if that amused him. "She's the girl?" Blondie looked me up and smiled. "No wonder, I thought she was good. Fuck! I want to grab those legs..ouch!" He turned and glared at the other one who was still seated.

Mateo was surprised. “Is Ms. Gail Leroy your spy?” Gail was an assassin who had been hiding among Huntley’s men. All the Orean underground forces knew her as the Black Widow. The woman was known to be extremely cruel. Rumor had it that she was originally a prisoner on death row, waiting to be executed. Huntley was the person who had hired someone in the system to replace Gail with another female prisoner during the execution and got her released secretly.