Romans & histoires Natalie Rushman Natasha Romanoff

Samantha said with a proud smirk. "The one who has a lot of famous and luxurious hotels in New York and around?" Natasha asked in astonishment. "Yes. What about you?" This time Samantha asked. "Nick Wilson, the famous Hollywood action hero!" Natasha exclaimed in excitement. "Whoa! You did a great job there, Nate." Samantha complimented in a wicked tone. "We both did a great job and there our dearest cousin sister, Sarah's partner is a driver." Natasha said and laughed out loud and Samantha joined her in laughing.

Nathan chuckled, “She’s not wrong, but I’ll do everything in my power. The girl is stronger and more skilled than me, Alpha.” Natalie hit Ivan’s chest, “See babe, you need to stop assuming I can’t do this alone. Trust me, I’m an assassin with brains and…” She didn’t finish because Ivan slammed his lips on her. Any other time it would have pissed me off, but for some odd reason, I didn’t feel anything. Natalie pushed him off gently, “Not here, Ivan.” Ivan growled and whispered something in her ear and her eyes opened wide and glared at him. She cleared her throat, “So Christian, are you with us?” She smiled.

"Hey. Heard a lot about you. All good things, promise." I smiled back. "Nice to meet you, Rivers." "And this," Penelope continued, "is Natasha. Rivers's girlfriend. And mate." Natasha was practically bouncing in her seat. Her eyes were wide, fixed on me with an intensity that was almost overwhelming. "Oh my goddess," she breathed. "I can't belive I’m sitting with the silver wolf! This is the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me!" I blinked, stunned. "How did you—"

A young woman stands at the doorway, dark hair, bright eyes that shine with mischief, and she laughs softly like she already knows what she has seen. “So,” she says, voice warm and teasing. “I’ve been far too busy to meet Regal’s wife, but here you are.” Kol’s face is stone again and I gulp slowly. “I’m Natasha,” she says with a smile. “Kol and Regal’s sister. But unlike them, I bleed too easily and bruise too quickly.” I frown, then she nods. “I'm human.” How's that even possible? She laughs at her own words. Her eyes study me curiously as if she has already learned something. “Are you bored here?” she asks suddenly, ignoring Kol.

“So where is the real Natasha? The one who came to this pack years ago under the guise of Natasha Zorin and has been affiliated with you, Ivan, as your mate.” Dead silence. None of them speaks for a good three seconds. I can see the gears turning in their heads as they visibly struggle with the information I’ve provided. “Natasha Zorin is Natasha Gillan?” the woman speaks. “Impossible. Impossible! Yo–You’re kidding, right? Or you’ve made a mistake. Natasha is this woman.” She points at the woman they brought. “This is Natasha Zorin. She is an Omega, an orphan whose parents served Ivan’s family. After their death in an accident, and considering their commitment, the late Alpha decides to spon

I follow wordlessly as Hannah checks on Sienna. Raven is short, but her deadly demeanor makes her 3 inches taller. She has the body of a warrior, broad shoulders, hips, round ass, and legs that have climbed many mountain tops in her days working with air force’s extraction team. Too bad she preferred the company of a woman. Her light green eyes are small, but get smaller when she’s worried, and the lines around her eyes are the only giveaway that she is in her late 30s. “River just called. Apparently Natasha is the one with the problem, not Sienna.”

His hands flexed on my stomach. “I know. I can smell it all over you,” he growled. I shivered. “Falcon, please.” “Tell me about yourself, baby,” he begged. I silently cursed. “I’m Natasha. I’m 18. I’m… my mom is still alive. I like to read and hunt. I like to work and earn my own way.” I lifted my head to lick his neck. “I am competitive and don’t like taking no for an answer.”

Her crimson dress swayed lightly with each step, and for the first time in months, she allowed herself a small smile. The audition had gone perfectly. She hadn’t aimed for the lead… that had never been her plan … but nailing the supporting role, Natalie Frostman, the Black Widow, was enough. It wasn’t just a part, it was a statement. Every move, every calculated glance she had practiced for months had landed. Vanessa and Lilian had lingered outside, but Isabella didn’t spare them a glance. Their smug expressions meant nothing to her. Today, the victory was hers alone.

Lisa jumped on me and I almost fell. “She is awake!!” Connor ran to join the hug. Soon I was surrounded by all of them before Ryan pulled me away from the hug so I could breathe. “Hi.” A young lady waved to me. I glanced at Ryan,I didn't know who she was. “Elsa,the witch.” He answered. “Oh.” I went forward and shook her hand. “I'm Natasha, thank you for everything Elsa.” “It's nothing, it's an honour meeting you my lady.” She shook my hand.

She did not tell Jacob that she is coming home today because she wants to surprise him. Jacob, Natasha’s boyfriend, is the CEO of Mavro's company, he is a well-known bachelor and a lot of women wants him. He is rich, handsome and he has everything a woman dreams for. He becomes a billionaire in such a young age and everyone looks up to him for that.