Love, Natalie Novels & Stories

My fiancee, Natalie Crenshaw, has always had a phenomenal memory. She never forgets a thing. Yet, when I propose, she forgets to hold out her hand for the diamond ring. When we go to get our marriage certificate, she forgets to bring her identification papers. And on our wedding day, she forgets she's supposed to be there altogether. Why? Because she's busy saving her childhood sweetheart's wedding next door—by stepping in as the bride herself. Seeing all this, Mom suffers a heart attack. I beg Natalie to go to the hospital and explain things, but she simply links her arm with Erik Cuoco's mother, sweetly calling her "Mom", and claims that I'm nothing more than a pursuer who doesn't kn

I missed you so much. That makes two of us. Natalie’s always been honest with her emotions. Never holds back, never hides. That’s one of the things I’ve always admired—maybe envied. It’s also how I know I shouldn’t cross a line. Her love is loud, open, pure. But it’s never been romantic. I can’t be the guy who confuses friendship with something more just because she cares loudly. Still… here I am. Now off to do what I technically came here to do.

I'm here to see you. "Me? Wow, that's surprising. Oh, I see. You're here to see me about the burial, right?" "No, that's not why I'm here," Natalie replied. "So, what other reason could you possibly want to see me for?" Natalie said, "I just want to tell you how I feel about you." "How you feel about me? I do not understand. Elena must have told you that she's my girlfriend." "Yes, yes, but what she doesn't know is that I also love you."

She loved someone aside from herself and her brother. Dante gave her a curious look, his eyes searching her hooded gaze. "Nat?" "I love you." Three words. Magical enough to turn your life around, Dante felt like his life was right before him about to collapse if he doesn't react fast. "Dante?" Her voice broke and there was a questioning look in her eyes. He was asked to make her disappear and here she was proclaiming her love for him. He couldn't deny the sparks he felt for her too. "I love you, Natalie."

Natalie kept mute, her heart racing faster than normal, and a tear dropped from her eyes. "Miss Victoria Claus will be my girlfriend, not as a guy asking you in a movie but as a guy who is in love with you in reality," Liam said and knelt beside her. Natalie remained frozen, lost for words. Her eyes fixed on him without a break. Liam giggled, which was followed by teary eyes. He slowly touched her face and gently wiped away her tears. Natalie touched his hands on her cheeks and smiled. "I am so slow I couldn't even figure this out on the third paper, slower than a tortoise," she added.

“At least that’s a good position for someone like you.” Natalie smiled faintly. “That’s your opinion, not mine.” She stepped closer, just one step, close enough for Jennifer to clearly see the look in her eyes. “We’ll see,” Natalie continued calmly. “Who will truly regret it.” Natalie turned back to Cristian. “Oh, one last thing,” she said expressionlessly. “I regret loving you for five years.” Cristian froze. Natalie opened the door and stepped outside. “See you at the civil registry office,” she said shortly.

“I love him, and I want him. But let me make one thing clear—I will never fight for his attention or his love. If he’s the man I believe him to be, I won’t have to.” Natalie’s disappointment is clear in the slight downturn of her mouth. She tilts her head, her sharp eyes narrowing as if trying to find a crack in my resolve. “That’s bold of you,” she says, her voice dripping with condescension. “But let me give you a piece of advice. Keep an eye on him. Men like Alpha Jason are powerful, and women like me will always be tempted to… test their loyalty.”

"I think Jamie's doctors are pretty good." "I don't doubt that, but after the shit with my father, I'd rather get someone I know he can't get to," Levi explained and an all-new kind of love imploded in Natalie's heart, bringing out the waterworks once again. "Thank you," she sniffled. "Are you crying?" Levi asked. "Of course not," Natalie laughed tearfully and quickly hung up before he could fuss over her. She crashed in front of the TV and listlessly browsed the internet, searching for Colleen.

Natalie stares at me with something like hope in her eyes. "You don't look so good," I breathe out, still maintaining eye contact. "Who cares, I'm a heartbroken woman after all," she raises her wine glass to her lips and takes a sip out of it before settling the glass down. "I've been trying to hold myself together and it's not so easy. Having my husband falling out of love with me and going after the child that I brought into this world," Natalie scoffs bitterly and gives out a slight shoulder shrug as if she's talking about something different. As if it's not me and Kristen she's referring to.

Matt didn’t just break her heart, he destroyed every hope she had in marrying a young guy like him all because now she thinks they are the same and has nothing to offer her except to have sex with her. But just a night with an older man she doesn’t see has changed her perspective about love, and she’s definitely not holding back again regardless of what her parents would say. Her thoughts drifted back to Lily and she dialed her number. “Hey, Nat,” Lily exclaimed, her voice filled with mocking concern over the phone. “Are you okay? Where did you sleep?” “Why bother ask when you left me all alone at the club” she hissed, hiding her excitement. “I'm sorry, Nat. But what happened when I left? Do