Marvel Natasha Novels & Stories

“ Ma. Am still working on it. Miss Natash is a very hard person to relate to, she has no friends, no family....... “ Is that what you think? Then you have not been paying attention to her, just like you were told earlier, Natasha used to work for me, she was loved by everyone, she had lots of friends and that was how she got lots of connection in a space of time. Pay attention to the things she likes. Get her attention. You are a young handsome man for crying out loud so do good use of it!!” “ Yes ma'am!” “ I intend hearing from you in a month time, and if there nothing positive yet, I will have to assume you are not equal to the task and get someone else”

It looked like the woman who had been serving her was planning to protect her from the girl in front of them; she even stood in front of her. "And what are you going to do, you low-ranked elite?" the woman taunted. Althea could tell by just looking that this woman named Natasha was one of those who seemed like bullies in movies. She had enough training muscles, just like those who have superior abilities, but she also had that hot temper that makes it easy to distinguish her from the others. "You should know well that if the Jefe is not here, Madam is the one second highest here."

Maria couldn't hide her excitement, this atmosphere was one she had always wanted to experience, and nothing could beat the joy she felt right now. "He- Good day, I'm Maria, Jackson's PA," she introduced herself with a polite smile and an outstretched arm. Her handshake was ignored but she got something even more amazing in return. Natasha pulled her into a big, warm hug and Maria almost died of affection that instant. She had just hugged Natasha Shaw, the all-time favorite American actress, she'd never wash this sweet smell off her body. "I'm a big fan of your work," Maria continued and watched Natasha's face lit up, "for a long time now," she included and it earned her a squeal from Natash

Jake, clutching a stack of flyers, stared in disbelief at the beautiful woman stepping out. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, confirming that it really was Natasha, West End's leader, the infamous Black Widow, and the underground world's dream woman. "Madam Vostokoff, w-what brings you here?" Jake stammered, trying to curry favor. Natasha removed her sunglasses and glanced at him without responding. Just then, Andrew came downstairs with Lauren and called out with a smile, "Over here!" Natasha walked over and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Lloyd!"

The word echoes in my mind, a cruel taunt that mocks my carefully laid plans. I've known Natasha for years. Daughter of Alpha Lucien Silvanus, she comes from a bloodline of powerful Alphas. Her beauty is matched only by her strength and intelligence. I've seen her take on pack warriors twice her size and emerge victorious, a feral grin on her face. She exudes confidence and raw sexuality that draws others to her like moths to a flame.

Henry gasped. Natasha's eyes glowed brightly, her alter ego taking over and she had never felt as powerful as she was feeling at that very moment. She had her hands in fists that sparked off with lightning, more than ready to take on these baddies alongside her mother, her friends, the other speedsters, as well as the police captain, the mayor, the Lieutenant, the mercenary and scientists Carter and Katie.

If Joshua's password was really Natasha's birthday, Natalie felt like she would go crazy. She would go completely crazy. Her hand holding the phone trembled. She forcefully calmed herself down and tried to enter Natasha's birthday. As she typed in the password, she suddenly stopped halfway. She realized she didn't even know Natasha's birthday. In fact, she didn't know anything about Natasha. The only thing she knew about Natasha was that she was an orphan abandoned by her mother and also loved to steal other women's men.

She watched the man trudge back to his seat. “What can I do for you, Miss?” asked Dr. Elena, in her ever intimidating and commanding voice, but this time with a note of distaste. Natasha spun her head to find the heavy-set woman, standing right in front of her, and dwarfing her. Natasha opened her mouth, but closed it, as she found her mind blank. She realized in anger how intimidated she felt in the dominating presence of this large woman. Dr. Elena's face relaxed, and she smiled. Her smile looked cunning, Natasha mused. To Natasha, it seemed Elena knew the effect, and power she had over her, through intimidation by her size, and the power she had acquired over the years.

“Keep your voice down, Jeremy! I am the one at fault, not him. I guess my marriage is doing more harm than good these days.” Jeremy heaved a loud sigh and touched her hand as she cleared her table. “We’d talk better online, okay? I’m sorry this had to happen to you.” Natasha nodded and swiped her nose with her hand. “Thank you, Jeremy. Text me when you’re done working.” She carried her bag and hung it on her shoulders as she turned to leave the large office. Jeremy stood behind her, staring at her with great pity. * Natasha Jones was a thirty-one year old elegant lady, with a majestic and seductive aura. She studied accounting in the university and also had a master’s degree in it, which hel

she glared back at her. "I'm Vanessa fucking Blackwell, I can own whatever I want," she sneered. "Jake is my - " Izzie started but Vanessa cut her off. "Loyal to me now," she finished for her with a smirk, "My blood is in his veins, little slayer, I am his sire, he works for me." The thought of Jake not only being a vampire but being a vampire that was controlled by this monster barbie for eternity was almost too sickening to think about.