Natasha Flower Novels & Stories

I caught the sight of her exposed thigh from the slit dress she wore, and I could feel my heart racing faster. I stood up abruptly, presenting the flowers to her as a way of hiding the enormous nervousness I felt. “Sunflowers for a lady who is as beautiful and bright as the sun" “With all pleasure, sire" Natalie said, receiving the flowers. “Thank you so much Maurice, the massage, I feel better now" I kissed her hands while she smelt the flowers. “Let's eat Nat, it's getting late. Tell me about Letticia, your new friend!"

But my eyes found her anyway. Natasha. She was already outside, a tin watering can in her hands, tilting it carefully over the roots of the flowers that lined the garden. The water glittered in the light, streaming down into the soil until it darkened with life. She moved with a patience that I never understood—kneeling, brushing dirt from her hands, adjusting the angle of the leaves as though they could feel her touch. Her dress was plain, worn thin in places, the fabric clinging to her as she bent and straightened. Her hair slipped loose from its knot, strands falling against her cheeks. She tucked them behind her ear without thought, with her face set in quiet concentration.

She quickly ducked her head and pulled out the brochure. “Here, help me pick what suits me,” she said, nudging his arm off casually. “Woah, this one’s perfect for you!” Mariel exclaimed, sliding in beside Anton. But Flora Amor’s attention had already drifted to the sleek car that pulled up in front of the commerce department. She glanced casually, then froze when she saw who stepped out. “Are you sure you really want a makeup kit?” Mariel asked, raising a brow. “I need it for Anton’s dad’s birthday. I can’t just show up with powder on my face,” Flora Amor said.

In this lifetime I refuse to make the same mistake of siding with the aristocracy and Christopher Goddess-damn Caspien. "But to invest in the store, they can not know that it's me, Natasha Nicholai, one of the Royal Princess and the first daughter of the Grand Duke of the north. If that happened, the owner will think that I'm part of the aristocracy and would throw away any possibility to make a deal with me. For he detests the aristocracy, just as much as I do. And I can not let that happen!"

Natasha stared at me in confusion as she tried to figure out who i was talking about, kai mentioned her name once to me but i couldn’t remember “are you talking about Anastacia?” she asked, finally realizing who i was talking about “yes, i think that’s her name” i answered quickly, desperately waiting for her response “oh…” Natasha said as she blinked severally, realization washing over her “well, there is nothing between Anastacia and kai. She’s like an annoying fly that kai can’t get rid of because of the alliance between her father and our father. But you shouldn’t worry about her” Natasha said, while i let out a breath that i never thought i had been holding.

Natasha M. Forrest "Why?" Natasha, who had been waiting for her cue to leave, suddenly threw a vase with peach flowers at the girl trembling in the corner. "Why is she here?" Natasha screamed at the girl. It wasn't really a question that the girl could answer, but that didn't matter. "I-I'm sorry, she said she had to give you a present! It looked like she would give you a lot of money, so I let her i-in!" The girl trembled as she said this, but nothing could reach Natasha.

Natasha chuckled softly and replied, "Hahaha... Rex is actually my buddy. He's a very close friend of mine, more like a brother. No romantic attachment whatsoever." "I see... we hope you find a partner, not a business partner you know," Valerie clarified. Bashfully, Natasha responded, "Yes, exactly. Hopefully, when the time is right, I'll meet someone who complements my life. But for now, I'm embracing my singlehood." She concluded with laughter. As the show ended, Natasha was surrounded by her bodyguards, preparing to head to another meeting. The press eagerly approached her for questioning, but her men shielded her until she decided to address them.

"Like the princess, tea, or flower?" I glanced at him from the corner of my eye, a smile growing on my face. "The flower. Why do you—why do you call me Bloom?" Zac shrugged lightly, looking out the window. "I assumed it was the flower. Blooming—as flowers do." I inhaled sharply. I was—flattered, I think. Confused. I didn't think Zac was someone who would put thought into a nickname. It—kind of made my heart tug. It was—just more thoughtful than I would have imagined Zac to be.

I yanked my hands away from him, afraid that Ali might see us or he might get weird ideas. “Call me Natasha. And we have different opinions about mates.” “I can call whatever I want. And I prefer the name, Tasha. It looked like a name for the submissive future luna. They are my type. Beautiful and submissive women. Mates or not.” What an asshole, I spat in my mind “You want a submissive luna? You marry a dog, instead,” I replied, not hiding my annoyance at him. If he liked me at first sight, well, I hated him at first sight. “Dogs are beautiful and submissive. You will have what you are looking for.

the woman announced as she walked behind him and kissed his neck, she smiled as she looked at us, she stayed leaning near Arimas whilst he played with her hair "I'm Thomas Birch, of the Unitaur coven, and ...." "Wait didn't you say you were from black wolf?" the woman insisted standing up straight now, even Arimas sat up straight. "No, he said we had just come from there, we were only visiting" I corrected "I'm Anastasia, queen of the seven kingdoms" Arimas stood up so fast I thought he might get whiplash, he put his drink down on the table near the sofa and started buttoning his shirt, I wanted to laugh at the sight