Scotty Vs Natalie Novels & Stories

"No, you tell me here because you are not coming to my house. I told you before you will never be invited in ever again. So spit it out or leave" She scoffed as I stepped out and shut the door. She rolled her eyes and touched me again. I pushed her away as she smirked happily. This bitch was pushing her luck with this shit. She had a smug look and I knew now she was up to something and it was gonna piss me off. Scott opened the door and groaned when he saw Natalie. She looked annoyed at his presence but looked back at me. She looked happy as she looked at us. He mumbled slut and went back inside. I chuckled as she huffed at hearing him. He hated her fuck we all did Natalie was a whore and tr

“Well, It's not bad, as long as you're happy with your choice. But first, let's get you off this seat to where guys will see you.” “Wait… let me take this,” Natalie said and downed three shots before Lily pulled her to the dance floor and began to twirl her around, and before she knew it, Lily left her hand and took a man’s hand, leaving Natalie to dance alone, but she ignored the lingering thoughts in her head and began to sway her hips, twirled and twerk her bum with different eyes piercing into her. “Get your filthy hands off me,” Natalie spat; she turned around to see a guy, probably around Matt’s age, wearing a silver mask grinding on her.

"You think you can have it just because you asked for it?" Natalie looked at him. "Then what do you want from me? I can do it! I am willing to do anything!" Shawn raised his hand and waved her away. Natalie fell to the ground but quickly got up again. Before her hand touched the corner of Shawn's clothes, it had already been swung away. However, Natalie refused to be beaten. She got up again. But this time, she changed her target and went straight to Gale. "You will save Aurum… that's your childhood sweetheart, your Aurum who has been sticking to the marriage contract! Can't you bear to watch him have seizures every day and be tortured so badly?"

A towering man stepped forward-well over six feet tall, built like a tank, easily pushing two hundred pounds. He cracked his knuckles with a sharp, deliberate sound. Natalie smiled coldly. "You'll spar with him. If you can survive ten moves, you're officially in." The moment she heard that, Sadie silently gave Natalie a mental applause. Good. Perfect. Exactly what she wanted. She was already imagining the scene-Scarlett being beaten to the ground, utterly humiliated. Natalie was equally eager. Anyone who tried to steal her best friend's boyfriend deserved to be taught a lesson. No mercy.

Her face was pale but composed. Natalie approached slowly, leaving Stacy behind, who scrambled into the car, terrified. Natalie’s gaze softened as she reached Bethany. She brushed her fingertips against Bethany’s cheek, her expression darkening at the sight of the bruises. “Those bastards,” she hissed, reaching for her gun. Bethany grabbed her wrist. “Don’t.” Natalie shrugged, sliding the weapon back into her coat. “Snitches everywhere.” Bethany smiled faintly. “You were great.”

Her beautiful waves are covering her left shoulder, and her eyes are glistening. Finally, she comes to a stop at the last step. Her hands are by her sides, and a tear is running down one cheek. "Natalie Marshall, from the moment I saw you, I have been captivated by you. You are everything I could have hoped for in a girlfriend and more. And now I pray you will give me the honor of becoming your husband. Will you marry me, sweet Natalie? I hold my breath for what feels like forever. "Yes, Ryan," she says with a small sniffle and a huge smile.

Nathan grips the fork in anger, trying to control himself. Halsey looks from him to Daniel. There’s clearly some tension between the duo but they’re hiding it. Daniel is smiling as if nothing is wrong whereas Nathan is scared and angry. “I-I’m Halsey Scott,” she says with a small smile. “Scott…” Daniel frowns a little. “Are you by any chance the daughter of Jim Scott and Hannah Michell?” “Yes!” Halsey is surprised that Doctor Jacobs knew her parents. “How do you…”

the scout reveals, "Often, and usually around the time Skye works there." I grip the edge of my desk, fighting back the surge of rage. How dare he? Skye is my daughter, she is my responsibility, not his. But even as I seethe in silent fury, I can't deny the cold knot of dread that is settling in my stomach. Jayleen Silver is a Lycan, more powerful than an ordinary werewolf. And if he is truly Skye's mate... it complicates things. "Keep an eye on them," I order, my voice turning icy. "And report back to me with every detail."

he imitated Natalie and she had to shoot him a glare. “I am worked to the bones because dad messed up things pretty well. That’s one thing he is good at. And now, I am supposed to clean the mess. So, right now, you can say that I am looking for a room freshener, that will make people forget the stink.” William narrowed his eyes. “That’s the worst metaphor I have ever heard.” Natalie looked at the menu. “I know.” They ordered and Natalie told William about Shane McCartney. “Shane?” William asked in surprised. “Isn’t that a buddy of Theodore’s?”