Nata Onna Novels & Stories

It was time. With a surge of excitement and nervousness, Natalia fidgeted with the fabric of white dress as she made her way to the center of the hall where he stood in all his godly glory: Alpha Vitale Moretti. Her mate and the love of her life. Natalia blushed as his piercing gray orbs stared at her, beckoning her to him. She had dreamed of this moment, lived for this moment, ever since she was young. Natalia had endured the rejection, the ridicule, and the hostility of his pack members, who deemed her an unworthy outsider, hence unfit to be their Luna.

Ann stated the obvious. "I'm fifteen, not five." Holly snapped. "Why not take Trisha or Emilie?" "You're never too old." Ann grinned, getting her purse out, and going over to a lady dressed as a fairy. "Actually, just Trisha." Holly corrected, knowing Emilie would take offense at the cheap dress and paper wings with too much glitter. "Lighten up," Ann patted Holly on the shoulder. "Just one for Holly." The 'fairy' gave them an odd look and took Ann's money, then led Holly inside.

“Don’t think about it, baby. I promised you will have fun. Let mummy get dressed.” She placed his tablet in his hand, and soon Nate was shouting commands to people on where they should run to and how they were to attack the enemy. It brought a smile to Nita’s face. She dressed in a black sleeveless dress. After all, it was a death anniversary, and she didn’t want to dress flamboyantly. It wasn’t that a joyous celebration. Just as she was putting a finishing touch on her makeup, a soft knock on the door made her look up.

People food was not good for birds, or any type of animal. While Natalia was watching it all, I was watching her. She was in a little black bikini that showed way too much skin. Her breasts were heavy, her hips were curvy. She didn't have a perfectly flat belly but I liked that she was filled out. I'd wanted to cover her up when she took off her shirt. This wasn't the club. We weren't doing a scene for or with like-minded people. Old men and young men ogled her. One guy tripped over nothing when she bent over to take off her shorts.

Julia froze,her face laced with fear. “Young lady!” Julia hissed, “you’ve said enough. You asked a question and I’ve answered. Your time is over here.” Nathalia is eyeing and kissing her teeth loudly. “Fine then.” Turning to leave but was halted by Julia again. “Stop! Where are you from?” “My name is Nathalia and I’m 21. From the moon pack, the daughter of alpha of the Night moon pack!” She said in a nonchalant manner like she didn’t just drop a bombshell.

And can easily beat you by confusing you. Nana Anderson. The fourth daughter of her family was acting as if there were no rules and no authority. As well, she is beautiful. Her own skills and abilities are those of technology. If anything, she was an expert at doing what she loved most. She can hack into any computer's, create a virus on your system, and log out without anyone noticing that. When it came to communicating with people and technology, she was great. Not to talk of fighting. She wasn't the type to accept defeat easily, but she was very strong and determined. Natasha Frank. Nick named Sasha, a young, pretty girl who prefers to hide her female body shape from that boy (tom boy). S

I told the two warriors, "I need to go to the restroom." They glanced at me before motioning for me to enter the restroom with them both as they did so. As soon as I reached the bathroom, I had to relieve myself of my urine immediately. After clearing myself, I cleaned my hands and inspected my appearance in the mirror. I moved closer to the door leading to the restroom. I was on the verge of exiting the bathroom when suddenly, I overheard the two warriors having a conversation. I overheard one of the warriors say, "I feel sorry for Natacia because it sounds like she would be banished to Tantanum."

"I feel like such a hypocrite. And these people don't care about me. Or you." "That's life. You have to fake a few things to get a few things." Nate said simply. I looked in the direction of the Luna Queen. As always, she was stunning. She was wearing an emerald dress and her golden curls cascaded down her back. This woman did not look like she birthed the grown-ass man next to me. Nate sighed deeply beside me. "And I'm going to have to act more like one in a few moments." He let out, the humor lost in his voice.

Once outside the boundary of Berinda, Natalia could finally breathe. She gave the illusion she was invincible inside the kingdom when it was just borrowed power. Only gods had the power to bend reality as many times as they wanted. The power she borrowed from Nataroth could only last thirty minutes at most but she used it well. Diversifying her knowledge bank and spying on every single royal family on the several continents she traded with eventually paid off. There were some things she was curious about.

Anthony called from downstairs. “One second.” When I descended the stairs, both he and Donna waited below. Anthony looked up—and froze. “Ostara,” he breathed. “Wow.” “Is it okay?” I asked. “Okay? You’re going to ruin the wedding for the bride.” Donna clapped. “Mummy, you look like a princess!” Natalie stood near the doorway, arms loosely folded, expression unreadable—too still, too alert. Her fingers tapped against her elbow, eyes flicking to the clock, then back to us.