Nata Onna Novels & Stories

"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.

Craig asked. "Come on, why would he even get tensed to a woman? Remember, He is Nate, the most powerful Alpha in town." Donna, the Alpha of Megatrahnva, said and laughed. Nate kept his cool even though he knew some of their jokes were already disrespectful to his ears.

the someone cut me off. "Her name is Annabelle Siromani, my daughter."

Nia took my dress and informed me that they would attach our names on the dress and take it. I kept my stilettos in my carry bag and went and sat my normal chair. I texted 'done with the walk' to Blake, Aaron and Alessa and scrolled through my i*******m. Soon enough Nia told me that we will be called on stage. I sighed. I was nervous as hell. I bit my lip. "It will be alright, you know. Your dress was amazing" a girl sitting next to me said. Her name is Sana. She is really beautiful, with her grey eyes and the hijab she wears everywhere. She is really fair and her cheeks are rosy pink. She is like an arabian doll.

In front of everyone else, considering she was Luna for over 2 decades, she still calls me out of respect. "She's going to spit venom at you. She may not be the only one, as they caught around 16 of them" "16?" I ask, shocked. I didn't realise they had that many of them. "Yes. But Natasha is obsessed with status. Links and fame. She thrives on attention and will do anything to pull someone down, so don't allow her words to get to you," she says, giving me a quick hug. We wait for a few moments, and when Mike and Jack arrive, we all pile down to what I will hopefully see as punishment for everyone in there.

Nat exclaimed under her breath at the topic on the screen. Anna's eyes narrowed in confusion as she looked at the screen just as Nat turned to her and said, "What are we going to do?"

It was circled by a red ring of irritated flesh, but it also sat in an uninterrupted view of anyone who wanted to see it. “Ugh, I can’t believe he bit you again. And on the day of your birthday, Luna, Goddess party, thing. What are we calling this party again?” Nat asked eyeing the new mark on my back. She was wearing a strapless royal blue high-low dress that accentuated her chest and clung to her slim waist. Her hair was braided over her shoulder and her jewellery and makeup were simple and classy. “No, I love it” I replied gazing at myself some more.