Natasha Fairs Novels & Stories

Natasha arrived at the Indo Continent's royal airport three days after the confirmation. The unplanned nature of the visit irritated Prince. However, he had no choice but to refuse Prof Princess Natasha, Empress of the Green-Eyed Continent. After much contemplation, Prince accepted Prof. Princess Natasha and introduced her to his father, His Majesty Sir Justice Maclean. Princess Natasha was warmly welcomed by Grandma Felicia Justice Maclean. Grandma didn't like how she perceived Princess Justice Maclean as Prince's secret wife. Grandma called Princess and told her she had no choice but to relax because there was nothing she could do about it.

FLASHBACK It was the witches' annual festival. A time when the witches come together to have a special time together. Witches from far and near would come to earth witches coven to celebrate. It has always been a great year and a day to look forward to by a lot of the witches. A time to showcase your new skills and to learn more. It was also a time when the great book of the witches would be brought out and everyone gets to know what the next year's talks about. As usual, the head of the covens came together. Just a few hours to the time, when the great book of the witches will be brought out. Natasha was the head of all the covens present at that time. She was also a descendant of Amaya and

As he kept on driving, his organ of sight caught the attention of something he had rarely seen, and that immediately reminded him of Natasha. Natasha is a nice, beautiful woman who was twenty-four years old as of the past year. She was Gavriel's fiance, and she really loved him, but Gavriel did not love her back to the extent she loved him. Things were going well between them until a night before their marriage when Natasha came home wasted as a result of being in a drunk state in her bridal shower and threw up on Gavriel, and he called off their marriage.

I made a face as Enzo opened his office door, and there was Natasha, sitting in the chair smiling from ear to ear with a new shade of red lipstick. “Enzo! Little porcupine!” She said cheerily, looking at me with a mocking glance. “I thought I was going to wait for both of you forever.” Enzo rolled his eyes and took his seat. “Her name is Miss Hyest, Natasha. And it would be good of you to remember that.” “Yes, yes,” Natasha said, waving me away with her hand. “Now let's get down to business. I haven't got all day to be here. So you are serious about moving forward with this launch?”

Natasha Blaine stood at the edge of the string lights, neither smiling nor armed with a camera crew—just there, a storm in an expensive dress. “Forgive the intrusion,” Natasha said. “I didn’t come to fight.” Ava’s spine straightened. “What did you come to do?” “To see what he sees,” Natasha said. “And to warn you.” Ava’s laugh was not kind. “You think I haven’t been warned since I was nineteen?”

"Good night Daniel." When Natasha's eyes flutter open the next morning, there’s a nose huffing steady breaths where it’s pressed into her hair and an arm draped across her middle, just below her breast. Her brain is still foggy with sleep, and as she tries to recall a memory from yesterday that maybe she decided to take someone back to her hotel after all, that she finally feel brave enough to have someone to warm her bed, to make her feel good after all the things Josh has done to her.

Let's go for the daughter. My heart skipped. I quickly shut my eyes to absorb the pain like a champion like I promised myself. But… Daughter?!! I continued reading, opening my eyes. SECOND TEXTER AGAIN: Don't target her for now. Let's go for the daughter. Natasha White or probably Natasha Vinny. Do it on Saturday when she goes out with the Nanny to swimming lessons. Natasha has had a dream of becoming a professional swimmer. Going out there. Winning medals. Swimming swiftly with ease through bodies of water.

You say such mean things with that innocent face of yours! [You even use your fans as your weapon. You’re so evil!] [We would’ve been completely duped had we not seen proof. You evil woman!] [You should quit the entertainment industry! You’re so mean; you can’t be a public figure!] … Inside the ward. Natasha was happily picking her new show, excitedly anticipating to shoot up as an international artist. By her side, her assistant was scrolling the phone, and her face turned pale. She looked at the news with disbelief.

I told her. “We all are. We don’t know what’s going on.” Now I am confused. Jacob and Sindy must come through the door. “Did you get yourself a mate while you were gone?” Nat asks me playfully. I smirk at her. We spend so much time together. She is practically my best friend. She makes her way down to Sindy. “Hi, I’m Natasha the Luna Queen. Nat to my friends.” Sindy looks like she is about to pass out.

When Arthur Vaughn suggested the marriage, she believed it was her chance: to belong, to start a family. But promises can turn into cages. Two years later, all that was left were quiet dinners, cold nights, and a marriage of empty routine. And always, Natasha Fairfax. Natasha, the woman plastered on every magazine, the face of Atheria’s high society. A model, a socialite, a name people chased. Born wealthy, raised to shine. Celeste’s perfectly polished daughter. Gideon Fairfax’s prized heir. She carried beauty and status like weapons. Wherever Sebastian went, cameras caught Natasha right beside him.