Natasha Romanoff นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"The wall... it’s responding." Valerian narrowed his gaze and drew his sword. “Then we strike now.” Nivera looked behind at the warriors gathered—wolves, sirens, seers, and soldiers. Alexandro had brought everyone he trusted. They weren’t going to let this place swallow their future without a fight. Serena wasn’t just a Luna anymore—she was the soul of their pack, their people, and for Nivera, she had become a symbol of resistance against selfish power. If they failed here, they failed more than just one woman.

"It's okay, Miss. What's your name?" Her eyes got up to meet mine and I smiled at her. "Gwen. Gwen Nevan, Your Royal Highness," okay, it's getting awkward. Gwen never used honorifics with me in common circumstances. "Can I call you Gwen?" "Of course!" "Then call me Natasha, please. Or just Princess, if you are too uncomfortable with my first name," then I turned to my companions. "This is my assistant, Katherine Quinlan. And this dumbass here is my Knight and disciple-brother, Sir Asher Kingston!" Both of them blushed, and to put more wood in the fire, I whispered to her. "He's single, by the way."

she explains. " How are you feeling child?" an elder woman asks and I recognise her from the last meeting. " I am fine, a bit sore but alive." I say and she nods. " I guess it's already overdue that I introduce myself properly . My Name is Natasha Romanova, Wasili here is my grandson ." she says and I shake her hand. " Happy to meet you. Why are you helping us?" I ask curios.

She said it with satisfaction. “It almost killed her, and how could you smile that way? Are you really that heartless?” Asked Kai irritated. Natasha took her cup of coffee and sipped it casually. She smiled at Kai. Things started to become very amusing and interesting for her. “We only need to do the same thing as what Dad did.” “What are you talking about?” “We both know that Anna is Ibrahim’s weakness. We really need to destroy him this time. Anna will be a perfect bait.” Said Natasha as she smirked in satisfaction.

he replied. Drake motioned his hand and said, “You may leave,” Dillon then left at a swift speed. His Beta may think that he’s heartless, but that’s what he is, and he has a reputation to maintain. He will not let his emotion defeat his bravery. It is better for him not to show any care. But no matter how he denies it, he knew that the moment he stopped touching her, he was already doing the art of care. Emily was beautiful but weak… even if her appearance shouts an aura of a future Luna of a pack. But to a ruthless Alpha King like him, that’s something he would never have.

she replied. "It's okay, I like some company. I'm not interrupting anyone, am I?" Natasha sat down next to her with a friendly, bright smile. "You're Evelyn Nolan, aren't you? I know you—you're part of the famous Nolan family, right? You're pretty popular." Seeing how the girl was not prideful or a bore, Evelyn put up the act of a down-to-earth rich lady. "You flatter me." Natasha lightly clinked her wine glass with Evelyn's, complimenting her even more. "Don't be so humble. I'm Natasha Bolton, by the way."

She bombarded her with questions. “ Calm down, Ma!” she chuckled at her mother’s outburst. “ I’m calm." “ For starters, we are not dating yet. Nobody has asked anyone out, and he’s a bartender,” she explained. “ When am I meeting him? I met Ida when she wasn’t dating Elon yet, so that changes nothing,” her mother shrugged, cutting through her casserole with its flavors bursting in her mouth, making her moan in delight. “ This is really good! Kudos, Rita,” Alyona complimented.

’ She commanded when her own Capos drew their guns, ‘But stay on high alert’ The six men walked through the door and then four stood back while two of them walked forward, ‘ I am Aleksandr Murchekov, Leader of the Russian Bratva, and I would like to know why you have set up in my territory’ He directed his speech at Luca her number two and he smiled every one made that mistake, they seriously underestimated Natasha, and she walked forward now from behind him. She was dressed in a fitted deep green Dior trouser suit and black Jimmy Choo heels that made her legs go on forever. Her hair was tossed over one shoulder and her eyes glittered she looked stunning, it had taken her five minutes to thr

“The one you picked up from the club. She saw too much. I don’t like her sitting alone in that room. And I really don’t like not knowing what she’ll do next.” I glanced over my shoulder as I stepped out into the hallway. “I’ll handle it.” Her lips pressed into a line. Not satisfied. Not reassured. I couldn’t blame her. Especially not if the rumors were true—that Sienna wasn’t just some pretty thing with a journalist job. Natasha had found out about her record earlier this morning, and she is pretty impressive. She is one of the dangerous ones. The kind that are criminals' worst nightmare, I heard she had helped the authorities get down some kind of local gangs disturbing the environment.

“Who’s a good boy that deserves his treat?” The awful wolf who whistled at me chuckles. “I’ve been a good boy,” he leers. “You can come in here, sweetheart.” "Oh, really?" Her delightful rose-scented fragrance fills the musty air as her footsteps draw nearer. "And what about you? They claim you’re an alpha. Is that accurate? I’ve always wanted to be with an alpha." I glance back over my shoulder. A beautiful woman with flowing blonde hair leans against the bars of the alpha’s cell. Her lips are a vivid red, and her cheeks are flushed. A dark cloak drapes over one shoulder, exposing the fact that she’s not wearing anything beneath it.