Natalie Rushman Natasha Romanoff Novels & Stories

She is still sleeping peacefully. "Do not tell or mention anything about the cause of death of Elyse to Natasha. Don't ever mention that she has anything to do with that because she doesn't." Ezra just nodded. "Natasha is our kind, Ezra. She is a vampire." "What?" Natasha, who just woke up asked. "What did you just say, Valerian?" Valerian quickly turned to her and attended to her when she attempted to get up. "Don't give up just yet, you need rest," Valerian said as he tried to stop Natasha from standing up.

Natasha Martinez had initially not been in the country, but due to the sheer importance of this cooperation, she had hurried over, and now she came with good news to Darls. “We've found her,” she said, and Darls, who had previously seemed listless and tired, suddenly felt as if injected with energy. His body jerked, and he lifted his head, looking at Natasha Martinez with deep eyes as if he was trying to understand the meaning behind her words fully. It should be known that Natasha Martinez was no ordinary girlfriend of Mike Huxley. She's a senior investigation officer, in charge of Dalton Huxley's drug case. Natasha Martinez is a twenty-four-year-old supermodel and also Mike Huxley's psycho

Their fingers intertwined, Ethan instinctively looked at her, his eyes widened ever so slightly, she offered him the smallest smile. The kind that said everything without words...I'm here, You're not alone. Something inside Ethan visibly relaxed, not completely but enough, Richard watched the interaction in silence. "So..." He smiled politely. "You must be Natasha." Only then did Natasha turn toward him, she had expected anger or cruelty. Instead... The man before her looked refined, sophisticated, almost charming, had she not known the truth... She might have mistaken him for a respectable businessman. She offered a polite nod. "Mr. Ramos." Richard chuckled.

Harthwore replied. Natasha sighed. “Everyone sure has a weakness.” **** They were engrossed in a business discussion while Natasha scrolled through her phone. Suddenly, a call from Ruth appeared on her screen. A smile spread across her face as she stood up to answer it. Moving a short-distance away from the men, she pressed the answer button and placed the phone to her ear. “Hello, Ruth!” “Do not call my name, you betrayer,” Ruth snapped. Natasha’s heart skipped. She pulled the phone slightly away from her ear, her eyes widening. She hadn’t done anything to deserve being called that.

Shane said I ignored him and took a gulp from my glass. “What?” I snapped at Shane “Why are you in such a foul mood?” he asked I didn’t reply. “You are chasing the women away with that look” he said getting up “I’m not gonna let you be a cockblocker for me” he said as he walked to a lady I took another gulp of my drink. I looked around and that was when I spotted her. Natasha Stone How was she here? I didn’t know she was a member of this club.

And the pack inside depended on her. Two children huddled behind her, wide-eyed. A rogue lunged, and with a sharp pivot, Natalia drove steel into his chest, twisting with a precision that told me this wasn’t her first fight. He collapsed at her feet, and she pulled the blade free with steady hands before shoving the kids behind the wall. Another came for her flank. I moved to intercept, but she was faster. She ducked under the rogue’s swipe and slit his throat clean. And for one reckless moment, I stopped.

Stabbed to death by her lying fiancé and her so-called best friend, Natalie wakes up eight years in the past, exactly one hundred days before endless floods swallow the world. This time, she knows everything. With a strange stone that can hide anything inside it and a retired police dog who trusts no one but her, Natalie sells off her fortune and turns the top floor of Houston's tallest tower into a fortress no one can break into. Evan and Ruby think she is still the sweet, foolish girl they can rob and use. They have no idea she remembers the knife. While the city drowns and her betrayers beg for scraps below, Natalie sits warm and full above the water, waiting.They left her to die

Natasha. My stomach tightened. I set down my pencil and moved quietly toward the main living area. They stood near the entrance, Natasha in a tailored black coat that accentuated her elegant frame, her dark hair swept into a flawless chignon. She looked every bit the formidable EVP—poised, intelligent, and carrying the quiet confidence of someone who had never dimmed herself for a man. “I wouldn’t come here if it wasn’t urgent, Khalid,” she was saying, her voice clipped but urgent. “Richard’s dealings… I have documents. Offshore accounts, regulatory shortcuts on the European merger. It could sink Voss Holdings if it goes public.”

The caller id showed that it's from a woman named Natasha. Czar cursed. Natasha is a famous model in Russia. Czar introduced her to his boss. Czar was trying to make Alesso happy. But his plan didn't work so well. Alesso bedded her countless times, but he is not emotionally attached to her like he is attached with Olivia. What more, Natasha is under the illusion that Alessandro is going to marry her. "Miss Tarasova " he answered the call. He was polite, but the lady on the other side is not.

Alessandro said, getting infuriated and Shiv took a cup of water from the bedside table and sprinkled some water on her face, making her frown and she scrunched her eyes tightly and slowly opened them. "See, your queen has woken up! You were screaming for nothing!" Shiv said, pouting with a gloomy face while they gave their attention to Natasha. "What happened?" She asked them, blinking her eyes rapidly. "You got unconscious!" Anna replied and gave her water to drink. Then Natasha remembered how she fell unconscious and her eyes instantly darted toward Shiv who was already gazing at her intently. How come he exactly looks like Rudra except for the fact that his face was clean-shaven and he w