Marvel Natasha Novels & Stories

Not now, I don't think I'd be able to take it, my wolf wanted to claw on her. "My love where are you going." "Stop Natalia," Her name was Natalia, even her name was beautiful I couldn't help comparing myself to her. She was taller than me, sapphire eyes petite, she looked like one of the models Ivan and Noah had been obsessed with when they were sixteen, regal, soft and absolutely feminine. Even the way she spoke with her thick accent and her high pitch whine. She was what the shifter community dipicted as the perfect submissive female, a rarity to find.

"I'm running late for something, so I'll be going now. I broke my phone, so I'll just get a new one later. Don't worry about it." Yaslyn checked her wristwatch, her expression becoming urgent. "That won't do. I share some blame for this. I need to at least pay half the cost of the phone. Otherwise, I won't feel right." For the first time, Grant encountered a woman who was neither greedy nor vain, yet breathtakingly beautiful. In that moment, he resolved to divorce his wife and marry 'Natasha' if he could. Yaslyn hesitated. "Why don't you add me on WhatsApp? When I get a new phone, you can send me half the money."

She was lying on the bed in her school uniform, having given up the idea of going to school today. She watched as Malvika walked around, her face red with anger and her hands clenched into a fist. After a while, she stood up and began to take off her school uniform. “The annoying part of this all is that he thinks he can get away with it. He feels he can do anything, say anything to us and get away with it,” Natasha said as she unbuttoned her shirt. “I don’t think I’ve ever strongly felt like killing someone before the way I feel like killing him.”

This felt……real, all too real. But it wasn’t. As much as Natasha might have liked it to be real, it wasn’t real. She wasn’t Malcolm's wife or Alex and Alexa's mother. She was a nanny, a single mother to Mirabella, and a shitty one at that. The doorbell rang and both Natasha and Malcolm started for the day but Natasha beat him to it, quickly pulling the door open and coming face to face with a middle-aged couple. She sucked in a deep breath and plastered on a pleasant smile. “Hello!” she greeted in a chirpy voice. “You must be the McClains! My husband and I have been expecting you!”

Natasha bared her neck at Taran with a sacastic smirk, "but I worry you might not be qualified to deal with a berserk rough Alpha." "No need to worry about us." Taran said coldly. "You know the pack bond couldn't do anything for her, right?" Natasha curved her lips seductively, eyes sparkling at Taran, "She's the Alpha of the rogues, equal to the moon goddess, so Luna's power can't bound her." [They want to set Nox free for a killing spree!] Taran grunted in the mindlink and shifted right there before he charged at Natasha, [Take her out of here!]

"She is loyal and submissive to me. Isn't that right, babe?" She smiled at him and nodded, then turned tense when Leonard suddenly chuckled. "I'm sure she's very submissive," he said, but there was an underlying hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Tell me about yourself, Natasha." She wiped her mouth and smiled at him. "I grew up with my parents in Seattle. I schooled there, both in high school and college. That's where I met Charlie." "How old are you?" "I'm twenty-six. I have a sister who's a year younger."

He said in a sad tone. “Then if you are her mate and the child isn't yours, whose is it then?” I asked. “I don't know Alpha Ryan.” “Should belong to one of your pack members who didn't treat her well either.” I snapped remembering how she was that night. “That's not possible.” Gabriel chuckled and I frowned. “Natasha is the Omega of the pack and everyone knows she is my mate,no one in my pack will dare to lay with her.” He answered. “How many months gone?”

I already wasted a lot of tears for that jerk. My phone nearly fell because of that. "What's there to say? I already confided in you everything." "Who is your second-chance mate?" "Alpha Redd." "Oh, my Moon Goddess. And you accept the marriage? Natasha. He has a not-so-good record among the werewolf community. He is nothing but a pain in your ass. But he is filthy rich, okay? Others wanted to uncover where he had gotten all of his wealth, saying it comes from something illegal, but they don't have any proof for that."

Instead of going straight to the office, Natalia locked herself in the bathroom, deciding to ger rid of the stickiness on her skin first. She refused to appear weak in front of Vitale or his goons. Turning on the faucet, she splashed cold water on her face, trying to wash off the tomato juice and the dirt from her skin. She grabbed a towel and dried herself, then looked at herself in the mirror. She saw a woman with long red hair and dark green eyes, with a slender and athletic body and a pale and smooth complexion stared back at her. A woman who was beautiful and strong, who had trained hard and fought hard, who had survived and endured.

It seemed as though something was playing games with me, yet everything stayed still. I shrugged my shoulders when Natasha used her eyes to ask me the obvious question. Her beauty shone under the sunlight, and when she turned to continue her work, my heart trickled. The constant echoes of the rustling leaves lured me, and I stood up. “I’ll be back. I have to check on something,”