Teacher Natasha Novels & Stories

I wanted to say something else to this woman, but Nora quickly stopped me with a small shake of her head and hurried out of my office. I was left alone with Natasha and was nearly consumed by the overwhelming urge to punch her right in the face. Who did she think she was? She lowered herself into the chair that was meant for Nora and crossed her legs. Her bright red lipstick stood out against her pale porcelain skin, and her dark hair dropped elegantly over her shoulders. "So, you are Mr Ross's secretary. I don't believe we have officially met. Miss Natasha Bolden." She stretched out her hand for a handshake, and I glared at it angrily. There was no way I was going to shake her hand after sh

Anna asked as she finally pulled away. “Mom, I’m right here too, you know,” Clayton said, shaking his head with a grin on his face. Loveth hit his arm playfully and said, “You’re a grown man, get used to it.” Natasha smiled at the banter before turning to Loveth to say, “Hello Mrs. Fisher, I’m Natasha; I work with the…” “I know who you are, child; that much I still try to keep up with the little office staff we have remaining,” Loveth responded, interrupting her as she smiled warmly at Natasha.

My voice drops at the end because suddenly I feel ridiculous asking this, but I still wait for her answer. She doesn’t take my hand. She just looks at it, then at my face, then immediately at Angela, as if waiting for her to answer for me. Angela steps in again, shaking her head softly with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry. Hazel, Natasha doesn’t teach cooking. She’s a chef. She comes here to cook, not to teach you or anyone cooking lessons. That’s not part of her job.”

"Ava is not an impostor. She has been assigned to me as her personal instructor." Natasha's expression shifted from arrogance to surprise, her grip on the phone loosening. Doubt flickered in her eyes as she absorbed Addison's words. Addison continued, her voice carrying an air of authority. "I vouch for Ava. She's a promising talent, and I believe she has what it takes to succeed here. You might do well to prepare your mind. You and her may have to work together-" "Never!" Natasha spat, her eyes flaring in anger. "I will never work with a whore like her-"

Scott chuckled, and I just smiled to myself. “Too possessive, eh?” Scott teased, and Nathan glared at him. “So, back to where I was talking about five seconds ago... Natalia wanted to participate in the student council of Jackson High,” Nathan said, ignoring the past few moments earlier. “Really? I didn’t know that you have a leader side, Nat...” It was Scott, taking a sip from his drink. “Nope, that’s not what it is. You know, I just wanted to try,” I briefly explained.

She was going to have a fresh start and this was her first day in high school with her childhood best friend she met after years. Wearing her school uniform and hair tied in a neat high ponytail she walked into the school canteen after attending her first three lectures. "'The teachers of your school are great Mandy, I understood everything well," said Natasha looking at Mandy. "Seriously girl, you wanna talk about teachers on your first day while everyone is staring at you without even blinking for a second," said Mandy. " What do you want me to do? Should I just stand at the table and ask them to stop staring at me because I'm just a girl, not a double cheeseburger," replied Natasha.

Please ask them where Tim and my sons are. ‘Nicholas is going to let me drink from him, Dominique. I am going to push the energy into you. It will heal you faster. I hope it gives you enough strength to fight your way out. Or at least breaks your bonds.’ ‘Nathaniel, save your energy. I can feel you wearing down.’ ‘I’ll be fine. I will keep the energy I get from his Beta.’

“Fine, fine. I was kidding anyway. I just hate how no one in this school can even touch her. It’s like she’s the school’s talisman or something.” “She is the school’s talisman,” I remind her dryly. “That’s the rule. No one touches her.” Natasha taps her chin. “Yeah, yeah, I know. She’s supposed to ward off bad luck or whatever. Prevent bad things from happening.” I arch an eyebrow. “Then why are you telling me what I already know?” She winces. “Oops. Sorry. I was just building up to something. Because I’ve got an actual plan this time. One you’ll really love.”

Because Zach was laughing at something Rita said, and Nathan could see the way the vampire’s fingers twitched, like he was imagining touching her. Mine. Nathan exhaled sharply, forcing his grip to relax. This was ridiculous. He was not some possessive brute. …But he was definitely signing up for Advanced Herbology next semester.