Bucky X Natasha Novels & Stories

The Alpha roared furiously when the blade cut across its side again and dark blood sprayed across the floor. “Go!” the stranger shouted toward us. “Now!” Matt grabbed Natasha’s arm immediately. “We need to leave!” But Natasha looked directly at me instead. I could see fear in her eyes. fear of leaving me behind. The Alpha slammed the stranger hard against the elevator wall again before driving its claws through his shoulder. The stranger cried out painfully while blood splattered across the steel doors beside them. “Alan!” Natasha shouted desperately. I forced myself upright despite the pain tearing through my body while every muscle screamed in protest.

Saying this, he disappeared down the hallway, leaving them alone again. ​Ethan looked at Natalie. She looked small in the large hallway, wearing same clothes from yesterday, her hair messy, but her eyes were clear and defiant yet, she looked…beautiful? Well, that's definitely Xander talking, he assured himself. ​“Thank you,” he said, the words tasting foreign on his tongue. “For agreeing to go.” ​“I am doing it for her,” Natalie answered quickly. “She sounded nice. Unlike some people.” This she said under her breath but thanks to his wolf hearing, Ethan caught it.

I headed to Natalie's house. "Good morning, future Alpha," Natalia's guard Denver, greeted with his head bowed in respect. I took a short glance at him, ignored him, and tried to walk into the room. I glared at him with an angry look on my face as he stood before me. "What is it?" I asked in a cold tone. "I'm sorry for blocking you, future Alpha," "The Luna is not in her room," he said in a cold tone, and I arched my eyebrows.

-- "William, I'm here to see Lady Natasha, under orders from the Grand Alpha," Fredrick announced, catching both William and Natasha off guard. "Wait, what?!" William and Natasha exclaimed simultaneously. "Indeed, but only if you could spare me a moment of your time," Fredrick said politely. Natasha stood stunned, rendered speechless. His manner was gentlemanly, making it hard for her to refuse. Yet, she instinctively glanced at William, seeking some form of approval from him.

Natasha had gripped her head as she heard my father’s command. As wolves in a pack, we were so used to the mind links and my father’s commands through the links that we never had any problem. In fact, this was a way of life. But for Natasha—it was different. She had never been in one pack to which she would give her allegiance to. Paula and Bennett had been constantly moving and hence they weren’t with any pack. Which also meant that they never had to listen to the commands of the Alphas in their minds. Obviously, Natasha was born and brought up in that environment and on top of that she was homeschooled. She hardly ever stepped out of the house. How would she know? And I forgot to mention o

Natasha laughed gently. "If you want to know, you'd better find a lover soon, so you can make a video call with your lover." "Oh, that's cruel." Bella pretended to touch her chest and act dramatically. "Then I’m leaving. See you tomorrow at the hospital. And you Bella, I hope tonight you find at least one interesting man." Bella waved her hand in the air. “Don't expect too much. I'm also going home after having a few shots at the bar." They exchanged hugs with each other, and slowly Natasha's body began to disappear into the crowd of people dancing on the dance floor.

Leo seized the opportunity to free himself and quickly made for his room. “Come back here!” I yelled at him, ready to throw down the door if the need arose. Natasha blocked my path, stretching out her arms. “Leave it.” She said calmly. “I’m okay.” She said with a smile. But I could see beyond her facade. She wasn’t okay as she was trying to portray. Leo shut his door rudely, shaking the foundation of the house. I hissed but paid him no attention. I maneuvered myself around Natasha to grab the things I bought for her and returned to her. I grabbed her next and dashed straight for my room.

She went on to blabber a whole lot of sorrys and Lucas had to stop her. "Hey, hey! Calm down. It's alright." "But, what just happened...?" "Isn't it already obvious?" "What are you talking about?" "The flashes of light, the truck and Bianca back in New York..." Lucas said, trying to make a point. "What?" "Natasha, " added Lucas in a semi-grave low voice, "you are a speedster." Natasha was quiet for a moment, probably letting it all sink in. It did. "Oh my God, you're... you're right."

With a microphone in hand. --- CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV Natasha wanted a war? She got one. I snatched the microphone from the reporter’s hand and turned to the cameras. "I’m only going to say this once," I said, my voice cold and sharp. "Natasha Romanoff is a liar. I do not love her. I never have, and I never will. The only woman I’ve ever wanted—the only woman I’ll ever fight for—is Alex." The reporters erupted into chaos. Natasha’s face turned ghostly white. "Chester, what are you doing? Have you forgotten about the secret organization—" I turned to her, my gaze razor-sharp.

Natasha greeted me with a warm smile, her youthfulness reminding me of the time I met Molly when she was in college. "Don Gio, thanks for the invite. This is so cool, and just to let you know, I'm a fan of your wife-to-be..." she was saying when her gaze shifted. "Dad, who is that guy? I want him." She was referring to Hank coming out of the water with Roger on his shoulder. His wet shirt clung to his hunky body. I wasn't surprised Natasha was drooling, but who knew, this might be a chance for him to find love.