Natasha Fairs Novels & Stories

Natasha Bailey is going to stay dead to my family forever. While Natasha Kelly is just a farm girl from Pennsylvania.

My eyes widen as I suddenly realize that the one person I've been eagerly anticipating has been right here in the pack house, and Dane never mentioned her or introduced us. How convenient! “Did you say the Alpha's cousin is here? When did she arrive?” “She got here six days ago. She's been in the pack house for six days now. Her name is Natasha, and she's a war strategist who has been training the warriors.” Natasha has been around for six entire days, and Dane didn’t bother to tell me. It better not be what I’m fearing, because if it is, Dane is going to hear it from me this time.

I replied with a smirk on my face. “You should do it cleanly,” Baldwin advised. “I can refer you to a professional in matters like that.” “I will take care of it, sir,” I told him confidently. “Of course, you will,” he sighed. "Next person?” “It’s the last person,” I told him as I scrolled to the last slide. “She is Bruce’s wife, Natasha Hills now Natasha Stamford.” “Interesting. She is your ex-girlfriend. How do you intend to take care of her?” Baldwin asked.

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.

For some reason, Red's answer was important to her. "Yeah. Yeah I do. No one ever really got me like she did. This room," Red said, waving her arm around, "was the two of us trying to pretend we were normal. I liked it." She sighed. "Natasha . . . that was her name . . . she's dropped by a bunch of times. Her Talent is basically that she's invulnerable. She's a little stronger than most people, but mostly she just can't be hurt. So she's working as a bodyguard for a major movie company down in Hollywood." Red stopped and looked at Jane, seeing if the mention of Hollywood caused the girl any painful memories. But Jane looked . . . content, so Red continued. "She earns damn good money, and she

I nodded. “And what if it doesn’t work?” I asked. Natasha’s smile was icy. “Then we make sure it does. I’m not playing for a maybe, Mitchelle. I’m playing to win.”Just before we finished, Natasha’s tone softened—almost genuinely, if I didn’t know better.

came her voice “Just checking in. How are you doing and when are you coming back?“ I swear this girl was psychic . I would bet my right arm if I could. Natasha always called at random times asking about things that just happened or where to happen. How she did it I had no idea. “Hey girl, I'm actually packing right now. I'll be on my way to the airport within the hour” “Ohh great. I missed you, you know. Haven't had anyone to go with to the movies” “That's because the only thing you like watching are vampires” “Not true” she said defensively “ I watch other stuff as well” “Like what?“ I asked. “Tv shows and documentaries. I've got a life beyond the fangs and the blood you know”

She quickly grabbed the money and kissed it, then rose to her feet and walked away, towards the cabin corridor. I knew she was going to take a shower. I would too, if I let someone piss all over me. This game was insane, and out of everyone, I seemed to be the only one unamused by it. "We're moving on to the last round of the game," Lil Cash announced, "Greg and Natasha, you're up." Natasha was a brown-skinned, beautiful lady who looked to be from the Caribbeans. She was wearing a cute butterfly mask on a perfectly made-up face. Her hair had cowries interwoven with her dreadlocks, giving her an exotic look.

Nat suddenly said out loudly and rushed forward, making me look up from my tablet. She hugged a woman and I couldn't help but smile when I saw the scene in front of me, it looked like Nat was quite close to her mom. I don't know much about her but she's smart and she'll be twenty-three in the next three months. She was surprised when she knew my age, she even doubted it and I wasn't surprised because I've had such reactions from many people. Natasha is a bit chubby and her shapes are sharp, when she removes her eyeglasses, those beautiful unique green eyes come into view. She's beautiful but she doesn't know because people around her make her feel grotesque, especially this stupid academy.