Natasha X Steve Novels & Stories

Morbius guessed the commanding voice from Natasha was totally equivalent to an alpha trait apart from the enormous self-control that she had in her. “I don’t know him personally but he goes by the name Ethan Robosso…” After hearing the name, Natasha snapped his neck to knock him out. “Him again? This is going to be interesting on frying him one day.” He thought to himself as he took the initiative to show up and let his beloved mate sense his presence behind her.

“Come here. Let me dry your hair.” Natasha sets her phone aside and sits in front of the mirror. He runs his fingers gently through her damp hair, guiding the dryer with slow movements. This is not the first time he has dried her hair, yet it still makes her feel oddly self-conscious—especially when his fingers massage her scalp. A faint tingling sensation spreads through her. Not unpleasant. Just… a bit weird... But not in a weird way either. So she focuses on something else. “When we return to the pack, you’ll become my Beta. How does that sound?”

Amidst the jubilation, I found myself standing beside Steven, my heart swelling with pride as Lycan King Xavier himself congratulated me for surviving the arduous ordeal of the marking. "Congratulations, Nathalie. You have proven yourself to be worthy of my son. I knew that you are a gem." His words were a balm to my weary soul, reminding me of the strength and resilience I had discovered within myself. "Thank you, Lycan King Xavier," I said, bowing my head a little to show respect for him. But as the festivities continued, Steven's voice cut through the revelry, drawing the attention of all present. "Father, there's something I need to discuss with Nathalie," Steven announced, his gaze meet

Phillip added. “No, I met him before at other Alpha meetings, but that’s all” she said avoiding to say more. “I am wondering what he wants from Adam. I am going in. Adam said that he and that beta will come later to talk with you and asked me to call you.” “Well...”Natalie said “Thanks for telling me” and she ended the call. “Why the hell is he here?” she asks and turns around to close the window but as soon as she did it she got the scare of her life as she saw in the frame of her window the one and only Alexander Stepanek.

Three days before my wedding to Natasha Bishop, my best friend Devon Hart shows up in tears, saying he's fallen in love with someone he shouldn't have. That night, I stay out drinking with him until we're both wasted, then I call Natasha to come pick me up. Wanting to mess with her, I slump face-down on the table and pretend to be passed out. Half an hour later, familiar footsteps stop right beside me. Natasha leans down and pinches my cheek, the way she always does when I'm drunk. "Graham?" I hold back a laugh and stay quiet, burying my face deeper into my arms, grinning to myself. Any second now, she'll sigh, help me up, and get me a glass of water, just like she always does. But her

I couldn’t help but smile back, flattered because of his generosity. I bowed my head a little before continuing my meal. I heard his friend cough and then offered my hands for a shake. “I’m Steve, Harry’s best friend here. A pleasure to meet you…?” he trailed off, waiting for me to say my name. I swallowed first, looking down at my hands. “Natasha. My name is Natasha.” I said in a low tone, finishing off the bread. Steve waved his hands, waiting for me to accept it. I chuckled slightly before finally taking it.

She looked at Noah again, through the corner of her eyes, she could see Steve staring at her. “Errrm… do you want to get out of here?” He asked. Natasha looked at him and smiled. “There’s a hotel close by.” She added, and Steve’s eyes widened. “Not so fast, beautiful. I want to take you somewhere. Trust me, you’d love it.” Natasha narrowed her gaze at him as he spoke. “Take me somewhere? Don’t you just want to f**k me?” Steve broke into laughter and shook his head. “I hate one-night stands. Especially when it comes to someone so pretty as you. I want something more.”

“I think Natalie is behind the threats and the attack on Simon.” He sighed as he nodded. “I do, too. That’s why her ‘bodyguard’ is actually a spy. He’s watching her for any signs that she’s involved with what’s going on. I also think that Steve might be involved. That boy you did the project with was his nephew.” I blinked in surprise. “Wait, Steve? The guy from the charity event who was harassing me with his wife?” “Yeah, that Steve.” I played with the buttons on his shirt as I thought about what he said. Steve and Natalie. It made sense. They both hated us. Finally, I nodded.

When she smiled like this, any man would soften a little. Unexpectedly, Xavier remained expressionless. If he hadn't met Natasha a few days ago, he might have taken a few more glances at Natalie who claimed to be a branch member of the Sullivan family. But now that he had seen Natasha, Natalie's look was nowhere near as stunning as hers. Natasha was the most charming woman he had seen so other women couldn't catch his eye. "No," Xavier said decisively without a hint of mercy. Natalie's smile froze on her face.

All eyes are looking at us, it's bound to be a hot gossip scene. "Thank you, David, if you could talk I would be even happier," I said, whispering in his ear while we were in the elevator. My hands wrapped around his neck. I once felt the same thing as this, being carried by a man who smelled like a pine tree. The people who carried me were 3 men, Anthony, Nick, EL and uh, Steve. But Steve's arms weren't like this. Steve has medium muscular arms and this man has bigger muscles. I want to take off his mask, I want to know who he is. What his face looks like, his lips, and the way he talks. To forget Anthony, I need a man who is truly comparable to him. But don't look like a cheap woman. Oh no