Natasha Romanoff Novels & Stories

"you're still alive, " I said with a smile, and I really felt that I'm back to who I was before, the strong, bad girl. "you are still my wife, " Jake said and grabbed my arm and squeezed. I released my arm from his grip and said "no Jake, Natasha Andrews is your wife and I'm Natalie Salvator," "How did you turn Roman on me, " Jake asked. "Detka," I said baby in Russia and continued "Roman wasn't even with you, "

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

she told me Whitney followed her and rest her head on her lap. Seems safe here. She's smarter than I thought. "Natasha... Oh I remember her. " The firewoods crackles as the darkness shrouded the forest outside. Fireflies freely roam, lighting the paths, crickets sing and the moon shines brightly. "Sam, the only people you can trust besides us, is Natasha. She's not a hybrid. She was the immortals's spy. She is to guard the alpha of the Colossal." "I doubt that, mom. She was scared of Pietro"

"Good night Daniel." When Natasha's eyes flutter open the next morning, there’s a nose huffing steady breaths where it’s pressed into her hair and an arm draped across her middle, just below her breast. Her brain is still foggy with sleep, and as she tries to recall a memory from yesterday that maybe she decided to take someone back to her hotel after all, that she finally feel brave enough to have someone to warm her bed, to make her feel good after all the things Josh has done to her.

Pretending like he didn't hear his bodyguard's words, Rome looked at Natasha and said, "You fear him. But that's not the only feeling you have for him. You also hate him." A look of hesitation clouded Natasha's expression for a moment. Then she let out a soft breath and said, "I do fear Rookie, an…" "I'm not talking about Rookie, but James, James Earl." "Why won't you let this go." "Because I hate him too, and I want to take him down before he hurts anyone else again." A bitter laugh escaped Natasha's lips as a drop of tear rolled from the corner of her eye, and then she frowned at Rome and said, "Take him down?! Don't you know how powerful Earl is, or are you trying to play reckless with yo

Hearing him say those words, her cheeks flutter red for reasons she couldn't comprehend as she playfully pinch him. Natash arrived at the office the next day wearing a red halter neck top and a black slit skirt, they were tight on her body and presented her cleavage in the right way. Natash is wearing a gold wrist watch and a gold necklace, today she applied a very light makeup that could barely be seen. Walking into the conference Hall, her four most trusted men were waiting for her. Robert who she met first and the hands behind the computer, Derrick the brain of the company, she had met Derrick when she still had nothing, he was robbed and beaten and was at the point of death when Natash f

She felt millions and millions of eyes on her and couldn’t hear herself think over the roar of the crowd. She had always been the invisible one and had always wondered what it would be like to get noticed, This wasn’t just for fun now, now it was to make her mark somewhere just once. “Natasha do you know anything about your powers yet.” Garth spoke into her headset for the first time making her jump. “Nothing I don’t even know what I am yet.” Natasha said as it dawned on her that she was basically defenceless here. “Its ok Natasha, tell me how quickly do you get angry?”

"Please just don't run this time; I've many things that I would've liked to clear to you." I smiled, walking my way towards the address given by the waiter. God, how it has been since I last saw Rachel's face, her smile, the rose fragrance of her shampoo, the warm hugs, the food that she used to cook for me, so I could overcome my eating disorder, and most importantly Rachel, as how she was, sad yet smiling, hurt yet smiling no matter how bad the circumstances are for her, but always faces everything with a badass smile on her face. When I first met her at the restaurant I thought she was one of the silent, fragile, ones who needed support to overcome her nasty boss, but she surprised me per

He read it and said, “Put Roman on the phone.” Natasha laughed wickedly. “I can’t do that. She hasn’t woken from her beauty rest.” I strode forward, placed my hands on the desk, and blurted out, “What have you done to her?” Natasha asked, “Is that Ms. Robert? Tell her, Roman is beautiful. If only she were younger . . . But she will fetch a fair price.” Natasha’s calm, musical voice angered me. I held back. Held my breath and cringed.

Clearly, everyone believed what Bianca had said initially, so they did not see anything wrong with what happened to Scarlett. "Speak!" Lucian said, angrier than ever. Because of his history with Bianca and his hatred for Nikolay, even he was conflicted about Scarlett's innocence until now. "It was lady Stasia and Gregory Olsen that planned it. Stasia noticed his interest in the Luna and told Gregory that Luna was a Vladislav and that if he woke up beside her, the Alphas would have no choice but to send her away with him. Of course, Stasia and I knew that wasn't true, but he did not. So we plotted against her. She was innocent. The stranger never slept with her. I locked the door to the apart