Novel & Cerita Natasha Romanoff Black Widow

she hissed with a smile, "just take your time before making this decision." With that, Bianca got up and turned to the other two people standing behind Natasha. "Girls!" They followed her to her desk. Natasha sighed and sat behind her desk. "She asked you to join the cheerleaders?" came a voice right next to her left. "Hey, Carmen, you heard that, huh?" Natasha turned to her desk mate; Carmen Vega, who at the moment seemed to be deeply engrossed in a book with a black cover and a white title - War & Peace .

I needed a drink, something strong enough to erase the memory of Valeria beneath me, lips swollen from my kisses, pulse beating under the place I could never allow myself to mark. I had spent years training every instinct that came with being a Romanov Alpha. I had learned when to speak, when to fight, when to kill, and when restraint mattered more than strength. Then Valeria Morozova arrived and I behaved like a newly shifted wolf who had no idea how to control himself around a woman. I turned toward my office and stopped when Elena’s voice reached me. She stood by an arched window, the courtyard spread below, dressed in a fitted black dress that left very little to the imagination. The fai

“I...uh...Ethan Blackwood?” “Yes,” he answered automatically, though his heart was pounding like a war drum. “I’m Natasha Voss,” she said, extending a hand. “CEO of Voss Dynamics. We’ve been trying to schedule a meeting with Blackwood Inc.” Ethan stared at her outstretched hand, the bond humming insistently between them, alive and undeniable. She was his fated mate.

The fat boss answered hurriedly, "Of course, she broke my leg." The woman in red said, "How about that? Black Widow? My guess was right. They just left." Black Widow asked again, "How about the good-looking guy with the kid?" The woman smiled and said, "Why do you care? Just go after our targets. He's just a gigolo boy; I'll suck him up if I find him good-looking, or kill him if I don't." One-eye Dragon said, "Looks like they haven't gone far. Let's hurry up to catch up with them."

But I lost him because I was too proud to respect that he didn’t want to be a ruthless killer. But I’m done. For once, I will protect my son instead of just protecting myself. I, Nicholas Black, Gamma of the Midnight pack, hereby challenge you, Alpha Richard Harvey of the Midnight pack, for the Alpha title.”

“I have to use you as a weapon. Just this once.” The snow fell silently around her. Ava stood at the edge of the rooftop, the wind tearing through her hair. She knew from this moment on, she would never be that little girl again—the one who cried over broken friendships, who believed in the goodness of people. She was Ava Rosier now. Queen of the black roses. And she was going to dig her thorns into everyone who had wronged her. She would collect every debt owed to her, with interest. One by one. No exceptions.

“If you say yes, you don’t do it blind. You read everything, document everything, and if you say no, you come to me-.” “I won’t.” “You say that now.” She hesitated, then added quietly, “He has an assistant. Rowan Cole. If anyone knows how Blackwood really operates, it’s him.” I looked up. “You know his assistant?” “Know of him,” she corrected. “He’s survived longer than anyone else. That alone makes him interesting.” She smiled faintly, something curious flickering in her eyes. " I heard he's hot too", She smirked “And dangerous in his own way.”

A hefty tip. The woman's eyes widened slightly, but she took it and uttered a low thanks before going back to do her job. "Yes," I murmured, still getting used to being associated with a name I knew almost nothing about except for the power and protection that came with it. "Nikolai," he held out a hand. "It is nice to meet you, Black Rose." I took his hand, not wanting to be rude. His palms were soft, dry, and the warmth of it caught me off guard. He held me longer than necessary before letting go.

“The man’s a snake. He’ll destroy anyone who gets in his way.” I nodded slowly, my mind racing. This was more than I’d hoped for. Boris wasn’t just Viktor’s enemy—he was a legacy of hatred and betrayal, the embodiment of everything the Romanovs stood against. “Thank you,” I said, forcing a smile. “For telling me.” Nikolai gave me a small nod. “Just be careful, Anya. This world… it eats people alive.” “I’ll keep that in mind,” I said, my voice steady.

"You blame Dimitri entirely, but where were you? Why didn't you help her through the broken bond?" "I tried! But she wouldn't let anyone close after he—" She stopped, composing herself. "The information is real. That's all that matters." I stood, pulling Dimitri with me. "We need to discuss this privately." "There's nothing to discuss," Dimitri said. "We're not taking her deal." "Then you'll die," Natasha said simply. "Blackthorne has been taking a special serum. Makes him stronger, faster. Nearly invincible during the full moon."