She's So Right Natalie Winters Novels & Stories

“Her name is Celeste Winters. The last Winters heir. The one chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. The bloodline you all thought was gone.” The chamber fell silent. Breathless. Unbelieving. And then Silas’s eyes narrowed, pinning Blair like a predator fixing on prey. His voice dropped, low and dangerous. “And she is my mate.” A growl rumbled from his wolf, low and unmistakable, vibrating through the room.

“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.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

Nova looked at him and smiled. "Oh yes, yes. I'm terribly sorry for interrupting your tender moment. Morgan my darling, I'll see you later." She said and waved. I watched her walk off. To my shock, there was Dante right ahead. Nova walked up to him and whispered something in his ear. Dante looked at me and his eyes narrowed. I mirrored his look, shooting it back at him with rivalling intensity. "Morgan?" Winston called. I blinked and met his eyes. He looked behind him and back to my face. "Do you know that woman?"

No matter if she succeeded or failed today, she would be fearless as long as Nathan was with her. Mila cleared her throat and continued, "My name is Wanda Hoffis. I'm 25 this year and I'm from Sunterland. My name at birth was Sally Hoffis and I was born in Norvania. Also, I'm Zach's granddaughter. The people in the video are my parents but they are currently missing." Taking advantage of Zach's distraction, Loretta broke free of his grip and rushed to the stage. She bellowed, "You're lying! How can a plastic surgery freak like you be my granddaughter?"

Their blatant respect for her was enough of a justification in her eyes, and when Nathan turned to her, he knew exactly what she was thinking, even though he still couldn’t read her thoughts. “You can’t kill them Cals,” he sighed. “Oh, but I can hurt them Nate. They had a nerve to blatantly disrespect me just hours ago, and now they pull this in my absence because they refuse to believe that women can be high rankers? They’re a bunch of sexist fools who need to be taught a lesson – one that I will enjoy dishing out,” she said furiously. He shrugged. “As long as no-one is dying, then I’m fine with it.”

She didn't know if she would ever be able to play the piano again. She only hoped not to become completely invalid. At that moment, the news playing on the television in the lobby caught her attention. "The annual Creative Visions Competition has finally concluded, and this year's champion is Natalie Shepherd. "The name Natalie might be unfamiliar to many, but if we mention her other identity, it will surely ring a bell. She is Henry's wife." "It is reported that Natalie's creation this year …" The news continued with more details, but Juliet wasn't paying much attention.

"Did she say what this is about?" "No. Just that it is urgent and personal." Kieran enters his office. A woman sits in one of the chairs across from his desk. She stands when he enters. Natasha Winters looks different than Kieran remembers. She was always beautiful in a cold, polished way. Platinum blonde hair. Designer clothes. Expensive jewelry. The kind of woman who looked perfect in photographs but felt hollow in person. She still has the beauty. But it is harder now. More brittle. Her clothes are expensive but slightly outdated. Her jewelry is real but she wears too much of it. Like she is trying to prove something.

She held that much hate and envy in her heart for that woman. She switched on the television and kept tuning until it came to a stop on Tom Cruise's unaging face. She sighed in content, feeling cool, but then she noticed something. Cool wasn't just a feeling, the room got colder, a sudden chill ran down her spine effortlessly, making her shiver slightly. She made her way to the thermometer, noting that it had dropped to 5°, she increased it to where she could feel the warmth again and sighed, content this time. She went back to the television where Tom Cruise's face had been replaced with the cheetah from Cheetos ad. Her phone dinged and picked it off her pocket to see a text from her cousin

“Yes, the fish really took the bait.” “They want to take Mr. Winters’ life in such a hurry. It seems that Mr. Winters really knows a secret?” She walked toward the dresser and picked up the hair dryer to blow her hair. ‘If Mr. Winters didn’t know anything, the other party wouldn’t have to get rid of him no matter what.’ Nolan did not answer as his gloomy eyes landed on her body. She was wearing a black lace nightdress, and her action of brushing her hair when blowing her hair was extremely attractive and seductive.