You Will Be Mine Natasha Preston Summary Novels & Stories

Eleana wanted to turn around and see who it was, but she was interrupted by Natasha's sudden words. "Of course. I'm already turning five months old. My baby is growing strong and healthy. He's Campbell after all." Natasha flashed Eleana her perfectly pearly white teeth as she spoke with a pinch of pride and arrogance in her voice. Eleana shouldn't be surprised by the homelessness of this woman, but every time she never ceases to surprise her more and more. What a shameless, hypocritical woman!

“Please, I’ll leave. You’ll never see me again. I swear—” “Your promises mean nothing.” I dragged her toward the window. Fenris stood by the door, keeping watch. Natasha looked up at me, blood soaking through her shirt. “Aurora will hate you for this.” “What she doesn’t know won’t concern her.” I placed my hands on either side of her head. “After all, you’re a deadbeat mother.” I twisted her neck. Her neck snapped. Natasha’s body slumped to the floor. I lifted it up and threw her body over the window. It was done. I stood there for a moment; I felt no remorse. No regret. Just satisfaction at eliminating a threat.

If—when—I made it out of this, I was never stepping foot near anything remotely shady again. No charming strangers. No mysterious clubs. No reckless curiosity. People have one-night stands and wake up in peace. Me? I wake up in someone’s dungeon of secrets and death threats. I’m that girl. The unlucky one. And it’s about damn time I admitted it. I sighed, climbed into the backseat of the SUV, and waited. Natasha lingered outside, still deep in conversation with the men. She wasn’t even pretending to be in a rush. Her lips moved quickly, her tone clipped, the sharp glint of frustration making her body tense.

Brian gives me his version of a pep talk which doesn’t help me and scares me a bit. “Who is Natasha?” I ask him as we inch closer to the door. “Natasha is the girl who has always had a crush on me and as the years went by everyone assumed that she would be my mate. She is the daughter of the Beta and so my dad has been trying to talk me into accepting her as my mate. Somehow I have managed to put it off asking for time. Since I have turned twenty-one this year I have been ultimatum to choose my mate this year or accept Natasha as my mate for good. I was supposed to take her to the dance as her partner but the whole thing flew off my mind from the time I saw you” he winks at me as we step ins

Marcus tried to pull me toward the exit. "No." I yanked my arm free. "I want to hear this." On stage, Natasha pulled out a remote. Clicked. A screen descended behind her. Images began to flash. "Ladies and gentlemen," Natasha's voice rang out, triumphant and cruel. "Let me tell you about Elena Sterling's real past..."

I glanced at her before returning my gaze to the steering wheel. “Thank you for allowing me into your life ... .into your family…I once had a mate….a family but none of them had ever treated me like you guys do here. None of them had ever wanted….to know how I feel if I'm happy or sad. If I'm hungry or tired. If I can sleep… or not.” Her voice broke and I felt sad. “Tasha?” I called her name calmly but she continued. “All I had ever been to people was a maid, a slave,the pack omega ... .But to you Ryan I was Natasha Blake not an Omega or a whore you met in a bar.” Tears streamed down from her face heavily.

"She is loyal and submissive to me. Isn't that right, babe?" She smiled at him and nodded, then turned tense when Leonard suddenly chuckled. "I'm sure she's very submissive," he said, but there was an underlying hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Tell me about yourself, Natasha." She wiped her mouth and smiled at him. "I grew up with my parents in Seattle. I schooled there, both in high school and college. That's where I met Charlie." "How old are you?" "I'm twenty-six. I have a sister who's a year younger."

Jess said thinking it was about time to introduce herself, maybe the kid would calm down. It wasn’t the easiest job on earth having to baby-sit the newly-dead-and-about to become-a-hazard people. “If you wanted to kill me you would have done it already. I can’t help it I had to try it again” Natasha began in a quiet, even tone that warned of the tears to come. “What’s going on here?” Natasha had always had very pale skin but she felt as though any blood there had been in her face, had now relocated to her toes. The afterlife is either a very

She openly admitted almost catching Morbius off guard. Morbius did not utter any word to her and just stared. He was carefully studying her as he leaned his back over the closed part of the window. Natasha noticed how her mate sternly watching her and it made her wolf whimper in excitement. She groaned to her wolf's feeling but decided to ignore it for now. "I'm Natasha Grey, I was a doctor among the human population before I got abducted and captured by you." Natasha suddenly introduced herself to her mate while looking out to the opened window.

He walks closer to me and I step back until my back hits the window. “I know Kevin, and you know that this is who I am. You said it yourself, 10 years ago, I am not the one you wanted then, and definitely not the one you want now,” My eyes well up, at the memory of that awful day, “I spent most of my life running, pretending, moving. And then I saw you, I was only 8, you have been looking through me my whole life, and now you just barely starting to see me but I tell you Kevin if you dig hard and deep enough you will be disappointed in how ordinary I am. I am not Natasha. I have never been her.”