Novel & Cerita Marvel Avengers Natasha

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 stated seductively before hanging up. Natasha Sinclair is just like me. She is also an original vampire. There are four of us - Hendrick Marcus, Steven Mitchell, Natasha and me. We separated many years ago. Natasha was the only one who keeps tabs on us and keeps us all connected. She is a devious seductress. But this was the first time she called me about a problem that she had trouble solving. She always finds her way. I was about to drink the blood I reheated when I heard Patricia screaming I immediately run to her room. She was screaming covered with sweat.

“She's Vera. Vera Ivanov.” A gasp exploded beside me and I rolled my eyes, sighing in regret. Luca was such a bitch. “You're Vera Ivanov?” Nate spluttered. “What the hell?!” “I go by Natasha now,” He scrunched up his face in confusion. “Why? You're a legend! Everyone in the mafia world has heard about you. You've killed over two hundred people! That's amazing!” I winced at the reminder and shook my head. “My sister doubts that though,”

She'd done a lot and that was just part of it and her smiles were as vicious as her schemes. It still bothers me how sweet she could be. After the day I heard their words, I couldn't look at her the same way. Natalia on the other hand couldn't speak because once a sound comes out of those sultry lips then a disaster would happen. She is the general of the army in the Red Falcon pack and has more siren powers than her elf side and she's brutal, the coldest of the sisters. I closed my eyes and dragged in air forcefully and deeply till I could no longer hold it in. My hands balled tightly as I released everything out together with my frustration. Not like it's going to leave permanently, but th

Nat suddenly said out loudly and rushed forward, making me look up from my tablet. She hugged a woman and I couldn't help but smile when I saw the scene in front of me, it looked like Nat was quite close to her mom. I don't know much about her but she's smart and she'll be twenty-three in the next three months. She was surprised when she knew my age, she even doubted it and I wasn't surprised because I've had such reactions from many people. Natasha is a bit chubby and her shapes are sharp, when she removes her eyeglasses, those beautiful unique green eyes come into view. She's beautiful but she doesn't know because people around her make her feel grotesque, especially this stupid academy.

She had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a stunning face comparable to Audrey Hepburn. She appeared in the hall of the golden palace and called out to Zeus, who stood at the crystal window overlooking the sacred city. “Father, why don’t you help Apollo? Vataco is a heinous person. I hate him!” She was Natasha Sainsbury, Zeus' youngest daughter and his most beloved daughter. In the sacred city, Natasha held the title of the purest princess and was the object of admiration in the hearts of all the men. Moreover, Natasha had another identity in the outside world—a pop star!

If it weren’t for her clenched jaw and flushed face, I would’ve thought I imagined it. I held my breath and counted to thirty. “You’re the one that told my father to keep me away from Lilac. What else have you meddled in? How the fuck does sabotaging our lives help destroy the Eye?” Hakeem pulled me back as Natasha crossed the room, headed for one of the leather couches. She lowered herself into the seat and brushed her hair from her face. Everything about her, from her expression to the way she carried herself, screamed poised and collected. Here she was seconds away from being mauled to death and she couldn’t even muster a tendril of fear.

she told me Whitney followed her and rest her head on her lap. Seems safe here. She's smarter than I thought. "Natasha... Oh I remember her. " The firewoods crackles as the darkness shrouded the forest outside. Fireflies freely roam, lighting the paths, crickets sing and the moon shines brightly. "Sam, the only people you can trust besides us, is Natasha. She's not a hybrid. She was the immortals's spy. She is to guard the alpha of the Colossal." "I doubt that, mom. She was scared of Pietro"

She had to tilt her head upward to meet my eyes, as she was shorter than me. "You have led our people brilliantly over the years, Alexander. You have been a good lord, using your logic and instincts wisely," Mum said. "But ?" She sighed. "Why is this girl being kept in our healing center instead of being locked up? Surely, you know that rogues are a danger to any kingdom." "Mum, she is not a threat," I defended Natasha. She crossed her arms. "How would you know?" "Because she's my mate," I wanted to say, but stopped myself.

"...that you're the most disgusting excuse for a father I've ever seen." Richard didn't react, he simply watched her. "I expected resistance... I'll give you until tomorrow night... if you don't return..." His voice became almost conversational. "...I'll make sure Ethan wishes he had." Natasha held his gaze for one long moment and then turned and walked toward the door. As she reached it, she stopped without looking back. "You haven't broken him." She spoke quietly. "You've only shown me exactly what kind of monster you are." She opened the door. "And monsters...always fall."