Natasha Nice Pov Story Novels & Stories

Three days before my wedding to Natasha Bishop, my best friend Devon Hart shows up in tears, saying he's fallen in love with someone he shouldn't have. That night, I stay out drinking with him until we're both wasted, then I call Natasha to come pick me up. Wanting to mess with her, I slump face-down on the table and pretend to be passed out. Half an hour later, familiar footsteps stop right beside me. Natasha leans down and pinches my cheek, the way she always does when I'm drunk. "Graham?" I hold back a laugh and stay quiet, burying my face deeper into my arms, grinning to myself. Any second now, she'll sigh, help me up, and get me a glass of water, just like she always does. But her

Sean was all smiles and always a goofy guy, Nathaniel was an asshole which I proved to you so many times in the past two days, and I was a bitch, which I am sure is also becoming evident. But Sean and his demons are a story for another day. After all, I still wasn't sure what they were to be precise. Now back to the problem at hand. Nathaniel is an asshole. I know I am repeating myself but my mind just won't let it go. As I approached the bleachers the boys were starting to trickle on the ice and of course, I was the "luckiest girl" when Sanchez decided to make my day even worse. "Hey, there bombshell. Did you come to see me play? Aww, I am sure you missed me right?"

Adeline’s POV For a moment, it almost felt like nothing was wrong. It felt so normal, that I almost left myself believe everything truly was… Natasha sat across from me, curled lazily into the armchair with a mug of coffee in her hand. The morning light poured through the tall windows, warm and golden, brushing against her skin and catching in her hair. It was quie and peaceful. It reminded me for days when Natasha and I would just have fun after lectures…no boyfriend drama, no bysiness wars..just friends having a good time.

She rolled her eyes at him and continued towards the kitchen. THREE HOURS LATER Malvika opened the door to Nicholas with the hope of tiptoeing in without bothering anybody. But that hope shattered when she saw Natasha sitting on the couch, a big bowl of popcorn on her laps as she watched a N*****x Movie. Immediately the door creaked open, Natasha turned her head, and on seeing Malvika, she paused the movie and waited for Malvika to sit beside her. "So," she said. "How is Jayden?"

Third Person’s Point of View Maximus was stunned as he longed to see his mate’s face – he had waited his entire life for it. With the split eye contact they shared, he immediately knew his mate was of ethereal beauty. “No dirt on your face can hide the beauty you harbor,” he unknowingly muttered. He smelled her as well, saw her glow – he looked down to see her name. “Natashian Rynne Elboser,” he read – her name glowing on his right arm.

She smiled at me affectionately, which appears surreal to me. Was she trying to pretend that she was alright despite knowing that she was going to die tonight? She looked at me. "Darling, why are you staring at me in such a manner? Did you see a ghost?" She asked in a sugary tone devoid of pain and sorrow. I was mind-blown by her cool attitude. Natasha is indeed one of a kind. Just a while ago, she was looking distraught and miserable, but now she looks different; her transformation is mind-blowing.

Natasha skillfully crafted her narrative, planting seeds of doubt in Val's mind. "When I found out I was pregnant, I was ecstatic, thinking we already had a bond that would last a lifetime. Then, I got a call from him, cutting all ties with me. I was devastated," Natasha continued, her words carefully chosen to evoke sympathy. "But I'm glad you could break the iciness in his heart. I can see he likes you a lot. As much as I wanted to be the only one for him, I'm happy he has you," Natasha concluded with a seemingly innocent smile, leaving Valerie unsuspecting of the cunning subtext beneath her words.

When Natasha arrive home smiling, and her kid sister asked, “sis, what's up?“ Natalia asked,, “It seems you are happy today, any good news?“ she asked, "I'm so happy that you got to see your old friend today, Natasha! How did it go?"Natalia asked "It was great. We had a really good time and it was like nothing had changed. But I'm still feeling scared about relationships." Natasha said, "I understand. It's okay to take things slow and not rush into anything. Just focus on building a strong friendship first and see where it goes from there." Natalia explained, "Yeah, that's a good idea. I just don't want to get hurt again." Natasha said, and they hugs each other, and Natalia returned to the t

Dark answered dismissively. Natasha’s nose almost blew up, and she was insulted by what the young man said. She looked at her own body. She is proud of her boobs, if that were the basis, and it is not obvious that she is only fifteen with her body figure and height. She angrily turned her gaze back to the young man who was now looking at her. He even imitated the way she observed her body. When a little smile formed on his lips, she took off one of the slippers she was wearing and threw it at him.

Apollo POV I woke up hearing a commotion. I must have slept like a log because I didn’t remember a single nightmare haunting me in the night. When I somehow peeled open my eyes, I found Natasha mumbling something while trying to look for clothes. It was a beautiful sight. I was lying on my stomach with my arms crossed beneath my head as I watched her. It was a sight I could get used to, or was I looking forward to it every day? She had a perfect body. Generous, plump, mouthwatering breasts. Small waist flaring into enticing hips, and skin as smooth as silk. At this point of time, I fully believed that all good things were coming my way and that they were highly overdue.