Novel & Cerita Natalia Alianovna Romanova

“Remember that we’ll have Livie's little brother besides that we don’t have the legal age.” "For the first you get a babysitter and for the second you get... these beauties.” He said, showing some false IDs "They gave them to me last night, I didn't know the name of your former older brother-in-law, therefore, his name will be Rico Ruiz, I hope he has a Latin face.” "Hmm…” I think I forgot to tell you that Olivia's mother was Spanish. "Was that what the photos were for?" "Exactly, by the way.” he started smiling "Welcome to the best trip of your fucking life. It'll be the bomb!" Yeah, sure…

He was good, like really good. As I turned the next page, I found not the eyes of a wolf but the eyes of Katarina staring back at me, her beautiful hair cascading over one side of her shoulder and a beautiful smile lighting up the curves of her lips. Damn, he got every single detail of Katarina perfect, right down to the tiny scar she had on the corner of her eyebrow. Honestly in real life its near invisible to the eye, the only telltale that it was even there was the slight lack of hair where her eyebrow should be but nowhere near noticeable unless she told you the story of how she had acquired it. I turned another page yet again finding another portrait of Katarina only this time she was a

“The man tried to blackmail the family with your nudes, I had to take care of him.” The man scoffed loudly. “Allen is so nice enough to make sure the world doesn't see his wife's true nature.” Allen gestured to the guards. They grabbed the man inside. It was the man that saved me. “Tell everyone what you told me, how you are involved with Maria,” Allen commanded. “Miya is my mistress, we have been in a relationship for some years now, we met in Paris,” the man explained. “What?” I shouted, my jaws dropped open in shock.

“A person who lived in the past.” **** As soon as they were seated in their private jet, Isabella gazed at Mateo eagerly and with surprise. “Tell me about this woman,” she asked. Mateo responded with a nod as he swiped the tablet in front of him. “Her name is Anastasia Petrova. She spent time serving customers in the Krasnaia Zvezda bar, which was located in Moscow’s Red Square district.” Isabella grew more interested as her eyes widened. “How did she relate to Luca?”

CHAPTER 63: I NEED AN EXPLANATION GALINA POV: Let me reintroduce myself. I'm Galina Vladimir, the last born child and only daughter of the powerful and feared Vladimir family. My father, Oleg Vladimir, has the world at his feet, my mother, Ksenia Vladimir, is one of the most influential woman of her age and class. Roman, my oldest brother, is very vicious yet protective of me. Then we have my favorite brother, Nikolai. He is a meaner version of my father, he is dominant and scary.

“When she walked in.” “I gathered.” “And of being a stalker.” “I got that too.” “Dad.” My voice comes out very flat. “I’m just filling in the gaps.” He straightens up, setting his mug down, and moves toward us with the expression he gets when something is about to become official. “Roman, thi is my daughter, Natalia.” “Natalia.” He looks at me. Then at the man beside me. “This is Roman Volkov.” Roman… He looks back at me with absolutely no readable expression whatsoever.

“Go on.” Roman’s jaw tightened, but he obeyed. “I married her because of her family’s sins. She wasn’t a wife to me—just a means to an end. I—” he hesitated, “—I lied about our pregnancy. She was never pregnant. It was Lilith.” The room felt smaller now, like the walls themselves were listening. Grandfather leaned forward, Roman’s eyes darkened. “She’s gone...." "Viktor and Dmitry Malenkov… they’re her brothers. She’s their lost sister."

I let out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding before looking back to the alphas and lycan leaders sitting before me. “Ok, first things first. Y’all know who I am by now. I am the daughter of the late King Seeley Romanov. My birth name is Alida Romanov but grew up knowing Aleena as my name. Some of you know me by one name and others by the other. I answer to both, and no I haven’t decided which name to go with. I guess just choose one.” I shrugged.

“Your job is simple, you are to give the Alpha an heir...” she said, looking the slave in the eye. “And if I can't?” She asked, looking down at her feet. “What happens then?” “You die...” ******************** In a world where a woman's value is only played by her ability to give a child, Serena is tested in a way like no other. Either you can give the Alpha an heir, or you die. But when he turns out to be her mate... the whole game changes.

Smiling, she greeted the master: “My dear friend, Giovanni, how glad I am to see you,” she gave him her hand for a kiss, although Alina saw that such a greeting was not used everywhere and decided that it was just a whim of the hostess, “introduce me to your companion. - Countess Mancini, my companion, Senora Alina Astakhova, a Russian subject and apprentice, who was talked about in the world.