Clint And Natasha Novels & Stories

Kinsley squealed, and when I turned around, I saw her grinning like a Cheshire cat, clapping her hands. "OMG! I knew that he liked you. I just knew it. I told him you'd be the one to bring him to his knees. I mean, after what that bitch Natasha did to him, he deserves someone who can see past his mean boy persona to the real Killian." Natasha? "Who's Natasha?" I watched as Kinsley shut down and closed up tighter than a clam. A look of fear passed over her face before she shrugged it off and smiled.

Hours later, Scarlet and I were sitting on the beanbag in the living room, while three of them sat on the sofa, drinking and telling stories. Natasha is staying with us in the mansion for a week because they have a high school reunion the following week. She currently resides in Canada with her divorced mother, but her father remains in New York to run his business. Natasha and Logan met in high school. She was a popular rich kid in school, and she quickly became friends with Logan and Patrick, who were both in her business class. Natasha's father is the CEO of a major automobile manufacturer, and her mother is a well-known fashion designer. I also found out she was Logan's ex-girlfriend. Gr

After making sure our makeup is flawless and grabbing our small purses, we head downstairs. As we walk down the stairs, I see Alpha Patrick talking to Anders and Clint. Clint is wearing a black t shirt that looks like it was painted on him and black jeans. The whole outfit makes him look sexy and dangerous. The only difference in his outfit and Anders' is that Anders is wearing a jacket. Where Clint looks like a Calvin Klein model, Anders looks like a movie star. I feel Calista reach over and squeeze my hand. She’s not immune to how great they look either and as I look around, I see the covetous looks of every she-wolf in the room. No worries girls, they aren’t here for us.

I knew the claw marks were deep. “Nathaniel, you’re injured. We have to get you patched up.” “We don’t have time for that now, Dominique. We are in the middle of a war. Please hang on tight to this tree and wait for me to return. You will have to climb down if I don’t come back soon. Slowly slide down to the next tree limb, okay?” I asked. “I can’t. I’m afraid of heights. I can’t stay up here. If I try to climb down, I’ll fall and die. So you have to take me back down. Please, Nathaniel, don’t leave me up here,” Dominique begged as she began to cry.

The declaration was met with resounding applause, as the pack acknowledged her as their leader, their protector, and their beloved Alpha's mate. That night, as the moon hung high in the darkened sky, its silver glow casting an enchanting radiance over the pack's territory, Claire and Nathan retired to their private chambers. The air was thick with anticipation and the promise of a new beginning. They were no longer just a couple, but the leaders of a powerful pack, their union symbolizing unity and strength.

I see Rebecca mouth what the fuck at me. "Hi" he greets "Nathan meet Damon, Damon meet Nathan" "I'm her husband" Damon took pride in that statement as he shook Nathan's hands. "How many things are you keeping away from me Claire!" She folds her arms. "I'm sorry beccs but can we talk about this later, come with me Nathan" I grab his hand into the night sky outside. "I'm fine with that Claire" he finally said "Fine with what?"

, he said as I wondered who Avery was. "Okay be careful she gets a little excited sometimes", Mr. Clemente said as his wife giggled as he wrapped his arms around her in a loving way. A relationship like that would make my world spin. They looked truly in love and weren't taking any of it like this heck of a marriage. Nolan dragged me away slowly as he gripped my hand harder, keeping me close I felt protected, a feeling I hadn't felt in a while. "Everyone this is Natalie", he introduced me as I waved shyly. His friends seemed nice, they seemed well I can't say I know them well enough to judge them.

It was a long time before she found her voice, each word fractured. "If you hadn't asked, I would've taken this secret to my grave. That mess back then is why Jenna has never forgiven me." She gave a bitter laugh. "The truth is, Natasha had plotted it all. She meant to push Jenna into the water. But Jenna realized what she was up to and dodged. "Natasha lost her balance, fell into the water herself, and hit a rock under the surface. That's how she got sick." As Tilly spoke, her eyes grew red and tears streamed down her face.

She paces around the living room, dragging trembling fingers through her hair before stopping again. When she looks back at us, her eyes darken in a way that immediately puts me on edge. “In that case,” she says quietly, staring directly at Catherine, “maybe you should know a little secret.” My stomach tightens instantly. Here we go. Catherine looks exhausted already. “Natasha, nobody cares,” I say. “Oh, she’ll care about this one,” Natasha replies. I step forward immediately. “Enough.” But Natasha keeps talking anyway. “Your precious Clinton and Danny are brothers.”

Clyde said, his eyes looking around the room briefly before they rested on me. “Who is it?” I grunted. Before he could get another word out, Natasha shoved him aside and entered my office. My countenance fell. I should have known that it would be her. “Enzo, darling, how are you? You have been avoiding me.” I held my face in my palm and used two seconds to summon the strength to deal with Natasha. This was not what I bargained for this morning. “Thank you, Clyde. You can go.” As soon as the door clicked shut, Natasha hurried to my table and tried to hug me.