Natasha Romanoff X Reader Novels & Stories

There was a card, I wonder who they were off. I grabbed the envelope and opened it. It was a ‘’congratulations’’ card, but when I opened the actual card, my smile vanished ‘’Congratulations Alex. You did good, If you need anything, you know where I am. Love Roman x’’ Roman had been here? He knows about the baby?!..

As for the romance novels, they don't have anything on this reality. I get out and dry off. As I start to walk to the bedroom, I hear Dominic yelling at Natashia and Svetlana, "Get out, you are so precocious. I don't want the two of you around my Anastasia, you might be a bad influence for her."

“No one pays fifty million for nothing. So what do you actually want from me?” Raphael was quiet for a moment. Then he set the contract on the small table and leaned forward. “I want your company, Alina. Besides the sex, I also want you to be as comfortable as ever here, keep me company whenever I need it, and just...." He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. “That's practically all. There's no hidden clause anywhere there.” He gestured to the contract. “You can take your time reading it just to make sure I'm not trying to trick you.” Frowning, I stared at the folder. I still didn't trust his words. Even though he looked genuine and didn't sound like someone who would pull a trick, I sti

Natalia explained, Natasha stood up abruptly, her face flushing with anger. "I can't believe you're doing this, Natalia! I trusted you, and now you're telling me what to do, and how to live my life, come on fu*k off my room bitch” Natasha said, Natalia took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'm only looking out for you, Natasha. I don't want Anthonio to break your heart because when I'm ready to come back to Anthonio's life, you can't stop me, can't you see that?" Natalia explained,

Natasha was the epitome of sex; she had long legs, long raven black hair, flawless pale skin, perfectly formed tits and lips, and an air of seduction that neither men nor women could match or resist. Natasha increased her efforts rather than halting them, slurping and groaning all around his softening shaft. "That's it, Natasha." With the back of her hand, she wiped off a string of saliva from her mouth as she withdrew, letting his barely stiffened length fall from her. "What is the problem?" Cayden sagged into a chair, zipped up his pants, and tucked himself back in with trembling, sloppy hands. "It's her, right? Cayden, I knew this would happen. You have been enamoured with her. You are ig

"I mean... Shit!" Hayden quirks up his lip upon noticing my fascination and takes my hand, placing it on his abs. He keeps it there while locking his eyes with mine, and the moment is so intense I can't help but shudder. I crave him more than oxygen and experience palpitations when he moves my hand further south to his deep-set v-lines. "I'm glad you think I'm hot—did you fantasize about me after reading that book of yours, Natasha?" My skin is burning, yet I know lying won't get me anywhere. "Yes."

"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, "

But I had already made up my mind to keep my identity a secret. I ignored him and didn't say anything. He stood up and left the room. My wolf longed for his presence as he left. ************* ***ALEXANDER'S POV** I entered my office feeling frustrated. She lied to me - I knew she did. There was something strange about Natasha, and she was hiding something from me. I walked over to my table and picked up one of my favorite novels to try and distract myself. I tried reading the first line five times, but my mind couldn't focus. All I could think about was a girl with blue eyes - Natasha. Her image kept appearing in my mind.

Roman asked. “No. I don’t want to get his hopes up.” Our relationship wasn’t smooth-as-glass due to my career requiring me to help acquit criminals. Quite the opposite of his objective as a cop, and he made his strong opinions known. If I looked deeper, his voice was the one I heard when shame wrapped me in its death shroud. “Did something happen between you and Richard?” “No.” I deliberately withheld details of Natasha’s threats from Roman. I didn’t want her worrying. “Nothing happened. He says . . . he’s in love.”

“Nikolai and his guest, Bianca. Dominic Vitale and his wife, Sam. You already know Sasha And last but not least, Sergei.” I don’t reach my hand out and nod at them instead. “It’s nice to meet you all.” Looking stunned, Sasha shakes his head, then he glances at Roman, who says, “This is Ana Petrov. My Wife.” “Holy fuck,” Dominic mutters again. “You got engaged and got married? When?” “Doesn’t matter,” Roman replies. “Just nod if you need to escape,” Dominic says, his tone playful. Roman lets go of my hand and wraps his arm around my lower back.