Natasha Nice Pov Story Novels & Stories

Pearl said before pulling me out of my daze as she pulled me out of the hall. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Peach: "Hey miss, are you not going to write anything about my personal life??" Natasha: "This is not your time to shine, it's mine" Pearl: (Groans inwardly) "we all know who's in charge here. She has the right to tell who's story it is. Moreover, you know this book is all about me, right?" Natasha: "cut the crap, you know you're so boring so no one is enjoying your story".

"I'll like that answer, but I have one more question. If my hands slid up your thigh, higher... higher up, would I feel your wetness against my thumb?" "You want to find out?" ~~~ (Natasha’s POV) My heart slammed fast against my chest. It took everything in me to stay still through all her little speeches. I couldn't believe it; it had only been my first mission, and I had left trails... I should have also killed the brown-haired guy; I just didn't think...

she added pulling Nirvana towards a sit "It's 7pm already. Why are you still in school.. what's the matter?" Natasha asked Nirvana sigh before explaining everything to her... "I'm sorry I bored you with my talks" She apologized and stood on her feet.. "I need to go now" she said "Is this all about that Desmond of a guy?" Natasha asked "You know him?" Nirvana asked back "Yes, and I want you to know he doesn't lie" "Why are you so sure about that? Nirvana frowned

Natasha, fueled by her pent-up emotions, confronted her father boldly, expressing how he had neglected her during her upbringing, prioritizing his business and the pursuit of wealth. At the time of this incident, Natasha was nineteen years old. Frustrated by the confrontation, she left her father's house and rode her bicycle to a public space near a slum, almost like a playground. There, she observed other children, less privileged than herself, playing freely and joyfully.

Natasha is a 15yr-old- girl with a pure heart and soul of an angel, a cute smile and a weird sense of humour that turns a bit humiliating sometimes. She is gorgeous and elegant, however, she wasn't the same since childhood. She had a few awful years in her life and was continuously persecuted for being chubby and possessing acne-prone skin. Nevertheless, puberty hit her hard and she fought a war in the gym.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PRESENT DAY NATASHA'S POV I took a deep breath as I walked into my class, wondering how my first day would be like. My name is Natasha and this is where my story begins. Delengade College. Before Peter, before my near death and before revenge became my only goal. I looked around frantically looking for a place to seat, my head churning with different thoughts, like the man at the administrative office, Layla and other things. I ended up taking a seat in front but I am barely sitting down when someone dragged me out of the chair and threw me across the room.

"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—"

he choked. I protruded my lower lip and acted as if I were thinking before humming. "Ahh... yeah, your ex, right?" I asked before facing her. "It’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Natasha, my baby Mikey’s fiancée." I held out my hand and triumphantly cheered in my mind as I saw the way the sparkle in her eyes disappeared and turned into shock. Poor girl, it must be her first time seeing a flawless woman like me. "It’s... nice to meet you too," she drawled—not in a sexy way, but she sounded more unsure as she shook my hand and immediately withdrew it like I burned her.

Noah asked out of curiosity. “Well, maybe because he’s the only one who understands me. He’s always been by my side. I don’t even want any other fetid other than him.” “Wow. Tell me, is he cute?” Noah excitedly asked. Natasha’s eyes widened and she burst into laughter. “Don’t tell me you’re beginning to fall in love.” “Of course not! He sounds like a nice person, and I admire nice people a lot!” “Well, I think he’s cute. You’d see him soon and then you can judge, okay?”

She added. I fell into her arms and sighed. "I really hope so," ••••• ••••• ••••• ••••• ••••• Ava's POV The day became darker as the sun fell behind the horizon. I watched Natasha walk out of the kitchen with a cup of tea and mounted up the stairs. I tried to open a connection with Skye, but he had blocked me from all connections the moment the accusation was made.