Natasha Preston Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Every pack leader was around and only Alpha Ashton has not shown his face. Many of the ladies were starting to feel restless. They had dressed up simply because they wanted to impress that one person, but if he did not even come, what was the need of looking all glorious? They approached Lily, who had assured them again and again that Alpha Ashton will definitely come. "How come we don't see him?" "Maybe he was held up somewhere but I'm sure he will show up," Lily assured, but deep down she was feeling restless. Although she already had a mate and was about to be crowned luna, she couldn't control her thoughts from having some wishful thinking.

Eleana wanted to turn around and see who it was, but she was interrupted by Natasha's sudden words. "Of course. I'm already turning five months old. My baby is growing strong and healthy. He's Campbell after all." Natasha flashed Eleana her perfectly pearly white teeth as she spoke with a pinch of pride and arrogance in her voice. Eleana shouldn't be surprised by the homelessness of this woman, but every time she never ceases to surprise her more and more. What a shameless, hypocritical woman!

"Why is it so important to you?" Valerina glared at me with those big blue eyes. "I'm leaving," she said and began to get up, but I pulled her back by the wrist. "Alright if you must," I said and turned to look at her directly. "I am the youngest daughter of Czar Nicolas Romanov. My name is Anastasiya Nikolaevna Romanova, and I am a Grand Duchess and Imperial Princess of Russia."

He has molested many omegas and she was supporting him. “Ah, she means, our lovely mentally retarded, Luna, "Natasha corrected, and they all burst out laughing. From the corner of my eyes, I can see the guards trying to sniff their laughs. “Did you go to the forest to get ready or roll with dogs in the back,”? Natasha scrunched her nose and tittered while pointing her finger up and down to my state. “Some people are just a trash, no matter what they wear,” “What do you want, Natasha? I don't have time for this,” I said while trying to push past her.

So noisy that it caught not only my attention, but others too. I walked closer, standing a bit far off where i could get a better view of the action. Irina stood there, her red hair held in a high ponytail with a few strands covering her delicate features. She wore a long sleeveless white dress that clinched somewhat at the waist and a fur coat. Her skin was pale and she wasn't wearing any makeup, which made her look very delicate and easily pitiable. She had her hands around her belly, standing there with an aggrieved expression. Even i........was moved to pity her in such state.

He stares at her like he has never seen her before, his mouth opening and closing, no sound coming out. “What is this?” His voice cracks on the words, raw and broken. “Natasha, what are you doing?” She laughs, a low, cold sound that echoes off the wooden walls. “Natasha is dead. She died of pneumonia in that lab three years after the Tribunal took her. Same as your little sister Lila. Her lungs were too weak, the doctors did not bother to treat her. They dumped her body in the same river as the rest of the disposable captives.”

She did not tell Jacob that she is coming home today because she wants to surprise him. Jacob, Natasha’s boyfriend, is the CEO of Mavro's company, he is a well-known bachelor and a lot of women wants him. He is rich, handsome and he has everything a woman dreams for. He becomes a billionaire in such a young age and everyone looks up to him for that.

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!"