Spell Natasha Novels & Stories

a soft female, unfamiliar voice sounded from the shadows. I spun around, my eyes narrowed as they sought out the source of the voice. "And you are?" I demanded, my tone ice cold. A tall, lean female figure stepped forward, her blonde hair almost the same features of the glowing sun. “I am Natasha and I know you need my service.” The voice spoke proudly. My brows furrowed in confusion. "I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage, Natasha. What is it that you think I need?" Natasha gazed at me with an unreadable expression for some seconds before her lips curved into a thin smile.

She refused to give Elijah the thought of victory. "Well, regardless of the fact I'm adopted, the media still associates me with the Knights. But look at you, most times, the media forgets there's a last grandson." Natasha provoked, her lips curling up into a mocking smile. "Natasha Knight, I'm going to kill you!" Elijah suddenly yelled and threw himself towards Natasha. But who was Natasha? She is the sister who had spent the better part of her life running away from her younger sister and planning the deaths of a lot of people. Beating up a kid who had no formal martial art training was a piece of cake to her.

Zonner Xuer Stylynx’s Point of View “ARGH!” I screamed out as I bared my claws – my canines soaked with blood as another wolf’s neck has just been slashed. Nathan laid just behind me, I couldn’t bare seeing his fragile body being touched by another filthy wolf. They clearly targeted him because of the rumors – Nathan was recently given the nickname – “The Warlord’s Witch.” It’s not too far off as Nathan has been giving me great support – however, they do not know one thing…

The young women said who sat just behind Natasha. She smiled a smile that just made her look like an evil pixie. Her hair would make any Anime character ashamed as it defied gravity and went where no hair follicle should naturally go. “Natasha my name is Seth and we are just as confused as you are. The way you feel right now will wear off and we didn’t do this to you. Usually you would go to the facility but we have a little crisis on our hands so training will be a little different.

"Pah, illur-..." "Why are you saying gibberish?" I interrupted again. "It's not gibberish! It's a spell! Now shut up because I'm trying to perform a ritual," Natasha said irritably. "Pah, illurum, ba-..." "It sounds like you are saying you have to go take a shit in a foreign language," I commented. Natasha groaned. "Ugh! Stop interrupting me!" "Hey, you're the one who has me tied up. I'm bored," I complained.

When Natasha arrive home smiling, and her kid sister asked, “sis, what's up?“ Natalia asked,, “It seems you are happy today, any good news?“ she asked, "I'm so happy that you got to see your old friend today, Natasha! How did it go?"Natalia asked "It was great. We had a really good time and it was like nothing had changed. But I'm still feeling scared about relationships." Natasha said, "I understand. It's okay to take things slow and not rush into anything. Just focus on building a strong friendship first and see where it goes from there." Natalia explained, "Yeah, that's a good idea. I just don't want to get hurt again." Natasha said, and they hugs each other, and Natalia returned to the t

Her stunning silk blouse, which had a plunging neckline over sun-kissed mounds, was cinched down at the waist by a pair of skin-tight denim shorts. The woman responded coolly, "So you are the whore Cayden has hidden in his tower." As they scanned the lovely face and creamy shoulders, her cold blue eyes narrowed. "Passably pretty, I think." Selena blinked, never having experienced such a scornful gaze from another lady. "You are much younger than what I had been told." The woman smiled as she noticed Selena's startled expression. "The rumour of Cayden bringing you in caught on like wildfire. We'll be seeing each other a lot. I'm Natasha."

Natasha was an Only child and her father used to be classed as an important person but she never disclosed why or how. He isn't an Alpha. He isn't anything important to their pack so I don't know what it is that she's gaining from this. Money? A title? "I want to be Luna Nikolai" she demands and I stop my stroking of her cheek and look at her. Sure she's beautiful, She always keeps herself busy, wears professional clothing that reveals a little more than necessary but she's prideful. That's how I've always seen her since we met a year ago.

“So where is the real Natasha? The one who came to this pack years ago under the guise of Natasha Zorin and has been affiliated with you, Ivan, as your mate.” Dead silence. None of them speaks for a good three seconds. I can see the gears turning in their heads as they visibly struggle with the information I’ve provided. “Natasha Zorin is Natasha Gillan?” the woman speaks. “Impossible. Impossible! Yo–You’re kidding, right? Or you’ve made a mistake. Natasha is this woman.” She points at the woman they brought. “This is Natasha Zorin. She is an Omega, an orphan whose parents served Ivan’s family. After their death in an accident, and considering their commitment, the late Alpha decides to spon

He whisper shouted, smirking towards me I just glared at him, and stepped out of the closet. "I'm Anastasia, a friend of Mali" I told him "Shakti, prince of Asia" "Shakti?" I closed my eyes thinking "That means power" I opened my eyes to see Shakti smiling impressively, "I spent four years in India after high school" I explained, Mali explained to him who I was, turns out, even though Leah loves Mali her dad is forcing, yes, forcing her to marry Shakti, he is against this marriage, just as much as she is