Bucky X Natasha Novels & Stories

Three days before my wedding to Natasha Bishop, my best friend Devon Hart shows up in tears, saying he's fallen in love with someone he shouldn't have. That night, I stay out drinking with him until we're both wasted, then I call Natasha to come pick me up. Wanting to mess with her, I slump face-down on the table and pretend to be passed out. Half an hour later, familiar footsteps stop right beside me. Natasha leans down and pinches my cheek, the way she always does when I'm drunk. "Graham?" I hold back a laugh and stay quiet, burying my face deeper into my arms, grinning to myself. Any second now, she'll sigh, help me up, and get me a glass of water, just like she always does. But her

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.

Natasha's high heels came crashing down on my lab documentation. She jabbed a finger in my face, hurling insults like I was the one who wrecked their marriage. "You shameless woman, Rhea! Gavin is my husband! What gives you the right to even talk to him?" And Gavin? He just stood there, silent and stone-faced. He didn't say a word for my sake. Instead, he wrapped his arms around Natasha's shoulders, standing tall as her strongest support.

So tight, there was barely any space between them. “Oh, Richard,” Natasha chuckled, placing her hand on my husband’s chest, and I watched as that husband did nothing. I watched her, Natasha James, the perfect girl, blonde hair that glowed in the sun, blue eyes that caught the light, long legs, and a body that men would kill for. I stood there, unmoving, my mouth opening, but no words came out. They finally noticed me. Richard was the first to do so, and when he did, he pulled away from Natasha as if her touch burned him, staring at me.

Natasha smiled sinisterly, "Don't you know how to shift the blame? Let me give you an example. If Bellamy thinks that Sean is the one who kills Stella, won't you be killing two birds with one stone?" Samuel was surprised at her brazen suggestion. It sent chills down his spine. "Who are you? Why would you help me?" "All you need to remember is that I am on your side," Natasha pushed open the window and jumped out. She disappeared right in front of Samuel. In B Country. Bellamy did not stop until he returned to the base. Stella stood at the door, and she hugged him happily when he arrived. Bellamy returned the hug. The two looked at each other and smiled.

I replied with a smirk on my face. “You should do it cleanly,” Baldwin advised. “I can refer you to a professional in matters like that.” “I will take care of it, sir,” I told him confidently. “Of course, you will,” he sighed. "Next person?” “It’s the last person,” I told him as I scrolled to the last slide. “She is Bruce’s wife, Natasha Hills now Natasha Stamford.” “Interesting. She is your ex-girlfriend. How do you intend to take care of her?” Baldwin asked.

Rebeca. Beck nods slightly and withdraws. However, Bryan follows her and grabs her arm. —We need to talk! Beck pulls away, coldly. —Your fiancée is awake. Stay with her. Get well soon. As Bryan watches Beck walk away, Natasha calls out to him, interrupting him. —My love, stay with me... —Yes, Natasha. What do you need? Natasha looks at him with tears in her eyes. —Love, you stayed here with me until I woke up...

He fired back. “What is wrong with all of you!” I folded my arms angrily. “Xavier.” Connor walked over and snatched Xavier's tea. “Tell us what's going on?” All eyes landed on Xavier ,the scent of fear immediately filled the air. Even from the twins? 'Dante took Natasha to the Crust Pack’ Xavier said through the mindlink and my heart sank.

Bucky's expression changed slightly, but very quickly, he reacted, retracting his emotions, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile: "A playboy coming back is probably only in fairy tales, Noble, you take care of it yourself." After speaking, Bucky turned around with a cold expression, walking towards the bar outside. It's just that he hadn't taken a few steps when he heard Noble's voice: "Bucky, I've liked Alina for many years." Bucky's footsteps paused for a moment; he didn't turn back to distinguish whether Noble's words were true or false. He and Noble had been rivals for many years, regardless of whether Noble's words were true or just to provoke him; Bucky would know immediate

“Natasha’s fate shouldn’t be of any concern to you.” It’s true. “You want her dead.” He didn’t bother denying it. “For heaven’s sake Xavier!” I threw my hands dramatically into the air. “What has she done that requires taking her life?” “She shot Lucas, almost sending him to his early grave,” My eyes widened at his response; I had no idea Natasha did that “She orchestrated with her mother and killed an old friend, they almost killed your mother, and with the recent revelation in the court of her holding Kenz captive in the past and she wants you dead; her fate is fucking sealed.”