Natasha Preston Romance Books Novels & Stories

She was wearing pajamas and a cardigan, her hair loose around her shoulders. "You scared me," I said, pressing a hand to my racing heart. "Sorry," Natasha said, not looking particularly sorry. "I've been up for hours. Jet lag from all the moving around, I think. Or just... everything." She gestured to the chair across from her. "Join me?" I sat down, tucking my legs underneath me. "What are you reading?" Natasha held up the book so I could see the spine. The Count of Monte Cristo. "Seemed appropriate. A story about revenge and redemption and whether the two can ever really coexist."

She said “Look, Natasha, I'm done for real, it's been 2 months, please move on,” he replied angrily. He and Natasha Rivera, a 24-year-old woman, had broken up two months ago, after he found out she was cheating with Rumero, her personal trainer. He caught her fucking him in her basement and got so angry because he really does love Natasha and had given her the best life, helped her further her education, and allowed her to drive his cars, but she betrayed him.

Whenever the media was focused on whether she would be dumped again, Nicholas would give them a slap in the face with his actions—ten years of marriage without any rumors of a breakup. After that, everyone in Bassburgh would talk about how there would never be women involved when Nicholas had business dinners, or he would turn around and leave. Natasha, who used to have a lot of dating rumors, would rather take roles in boring soap operas than anything romantic—not because they didn’t trust each other, but because they trusted each other a lot and cared for and respected each other.

His gaze had an edge when he turned it on me and locked onto the glittering collar around my neck. Roman and I were sitting on the forest Robert Art Deco couch, glasses of red wine in our hands. Richard introduced us. “We have met before,” Natasha said. He tipped his head to the side while appraising me. I stood to greet him and looked upward. Natasha was a few inches taller than Richard. In my high heels, I stretched my spine longer and shook his hand. They say there’s a lot you can assess from a handshake. Natasha’s grip was tight, yet cold and damp. I instantly didn’t like him. “We have met.” I said. “Last year in Croatia. I’m Thena Robert.”

CHAPTER 44: COMPLETE FAMILY NATASHA POV As I smell his familiar scent, my heart is really starting to beat faster and I am feeling something weird on my stomach just to be honest here and I have never felt this thing for a long time now since I left the city. I just gently pushed Alex away from me because I can't take it anymore if I get closer to him. That is why Alexa felt the bed move so she woke up.

He is standing naked and his face has never looked so angry before. Natasha turns to look at him. She immediately releases me at the sight of Brian. She stands up and appraises his body. "Well, well, well. If it is not Romeo himself here to rescue his dame" she sneers. She walks slowly now her hips swaying from side to side seductively. Her long fingers move to Brian's chest "Hello, Brian. I see you could not even wait a few hours to consummate your bond" Her hand move down on his stomach running over his abs and Brian stands stiff without moving an inch. Her hands reach down and take his member in her hands. I can see that his member is stiff and hard again "Are you getting hard for me or f

Hours later, Scarlet and I were sitting on the beanbag in the living room, while three of them sat on the sofa, drinking and telling stories. Natasha is staying with us in the mansion for a week because they have a high school reunion the following week. She currently resides in Canada with her divorced mother, but her father remains in New York to run his business. Natasha and Logan met in high school. She was a popular rich kid in school, and she quickly became friends with Logan and Patrick, who were both in her business class. Natasha's father is the CEO of a major automobile manufacturer, and her mother is a well-known fashion designer. I also found out she was Logan's ex-girlfriend. Gr

Natashia reaches out and takes my thick cock in her hand and smiles at Kristine. “You know we were just getting somewhere over there...why don’t we make him wait for a bit so he can catch his breath.” I get a crazy smile from Natashia. The kind that eats you alive and makes you tingle from head to toe. I relax my stand a little as Kristine motions for Natashia to sit herself up on the patio table. She kisses her softly and takes her breasts in her hands. I can tell that these two have been here before and really enjoy each other.

Images were plastered beneath my eyes and I tried hard to shake them all off. My shoulders were too tense, my muscles taut and my neck hurt. I took a deep breath and looked back down at Natalie Preston. She had this odd expression on her face that I couldn’t interpret. “What?” “Great. You didn’t listen to a word I said.” Nat took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm herself. “It’s her, isn’t it?” she finally asked after a moment or two. “Pardon?” “That girl. The brunette. She’s the reason why we’ve never had sex.”

Aside from the fact that people gave her weird looks when they saw her reading, she also knew she would never be able to concentrate of she was in the midst of people. As she flipped the pages open from side to side, her mind drifted off to the new guy, Paul. A small smile unconsciously touched her lips as she thought of him. Paul. He was so nice and so sweet and of course, so handsome. This was his fourth day in school and he was fast becoming everyone’s sweetheart. He had a lovely voice and a beautiful smile. And he was sooo kind. Natasha knew him becoming popular in school was probably a red flag but she couldn’t fight her attraction towards him. She couldn’t suppress that urge to blush u