Clint And Natasha Novels & Stories

“Thank you for honoring my invitation, Your Highness.” Alpha Kael bowed again, his gaze fixed on me. “And if I may ask, who’s the lady beside you?” I felt Clinton stiffen beside me, but I kept my eyes on Alpha Kael, who was still smiling. With a fake smile plastered on my face, I cooed, “I am Natasha Jones, the King’s distant cousin.” I lied. Alpha Kael hummed, nodding slowly. “You’re welcome to my pack, Lady Natasha.” He bowed dramatically before shifting his attention to Clinton. “Please, have a seat.”

They didn’t see the years I spent building something legitimate after running with men who treated blood like currency before coming clean. No one ever saw that version of me. And yet here I was. Still cleaning up messes. Still making sure certain ghosts stayed buried. The sound of my phone filled the room. I pulled it out of my pocket. Daniel. I turned away from the bars and answered. “Yes?” “Boss. We’ve got a problem.” Daniel’s voice was tight. “One of our guys watching the Whitmores said Natasha ran out crying. Got into a cab. They lost her.”

Two companies that both think they're the prize, lawyers stacked up on either side like it's a hostage exchange. She's on the other side of it. Technically we're enemies. Her client wants what my client wants and we’re being paid to disagree about who gets to keep their own name on the door. The funny part is she's the only person in the building I actually want to talk to right now. I love Natasha, but she sees too much and asks pointed questions that force me to examine my feelings. Nathaniel and Gloria are so obviously happy and in love it’s disturbing. "Your number's fantasy," she says, capping and uncapping the marker, which she does when she's about to win something.

"You’ve thinned out. Is the pup okay? I’ve been losing sleep over you two." "We’re holding steady." I forced a small smile and pivoted. "You mentioned gossip. What’s the word on the ice?" Natalie’s expression soured instantly. "I’m worried this will spike your blood pressure... but I’ll explode if I keep it in." "Spill it. My hide is thick enough after everything I went through in the north," I promised. "It’s that bastard Ethan Carter! He’s back in the rink with Chloe Bennett." Natalie snorted in disgust. "A wolf can't change his markings, I suppose!"

Ashley quickly talk about something else. "It is a new club in town and I heard tonight is their opening. It is gonna be a night well spend, I will take you through the ride and enjoyment." Natasha promised. "Okay." She muttered. "We will meet cute and handsome guys to tour with." Natsha smiled brightly. "Why do you need cute guys again? Authur is therr for you, your full course meal." At that moment, she was sending message to Brayden to inform him of her going to club with Natasha.

asked Alex one last time. "Yes, you're right. Fine, I accept." Nicole replied with a smile. Knowing Nicole who was smiling, made Alex release a sweet smile from her. "Then the second thing is, don't tell anyone my opinion on this one." offered Alex. Nicole listened more and more intently. "Fine. I'll stick with it. What's that? Don't piss me off." said Nicole while laughing. Should Alex be telling the truth? Maybe yes. "My take on Clivton International in New York is the women." replied Alex.

Marsha said. “Not because of your unworthy introduction, but because I like miss Carissa. She is one of a kind, unlike those popular billionaire heiresses.” Anna poured out. Marsha took a step backward to give a response, but Carissa walked closer to her and held her hand before she could say a word. “Let’s go in, please.” Carissa persuaded, smiling. Marsha smiled back at Carissa and they walked in. After Carissa and Marsha walked to the corner, Natasha took a deep breath and looked at Anna. “Anna, put an end to this petty fight with Marsha, please. Wipe your mind off everything that happened in the past.”

I heard the familiar voice of Gonzalo ring from behind me. Natasha jumps on my body, clutching her hands to my chest, as I try to shield her face from meeting his own. “Am I missing something here, Raul? If not, why is the first daughter of the house of Miklaus in the company of the rebel leader?” The bass of his voice rose as his eyes glowed angrily at us. The clouds crackled lightly, and soon the sky started to tear up.

Alan Natasha was still at the Blissful pack and the more I thought of ways to get her out of the place, the more confused I felt because all of this was something I hadn’t planned for. According to her friend, she had gone there to clear her head from the recent betrayal of Matt, that bastard and her friend, Emily. I knew that was too much for one person to bear, seeing that she hadn’t done anything to betray their trust.

she added with a sharp edge, glancing at Clarisse. Clarisse didn’t respond, her gaze fixed on Dennis and Aleah. After a moment, she spoke, her tone tinged with bitterness. "He was never that gentle with me. Not even once. He’s... changed." "Or maybe," Natasha interjected, her voice laced with venom, "he’s being seduced by her. Considering her background, it’s not exactly surprising." Clarisse’s expression hardened. "Let’s go," she said curtly, tearing her eyes away from the scene and walking ahead. Natasha lingered for a moment, her eyes narrowing as she watched Aleah, before following Clarisse. Natasha knew all too well that Clarisse hadn’t moved on from Dennis. Seeing him so captivated by