{A Romanogers Story} "Two countries, Russgard and Midgard, continuously at war for centuries long. King Joseph Rogers of Midgard has a plan to end it at once, involving Prince Steve of Midgard and Princess Natasha of Russgard. Neither did they know that the King's plan would change their lives forever. As the two grew...
Haha, well this is basically a story about Romanogers (Natasha Romanoff and Steve Rogers) and I pretty much write it the way I would have wanted it to be. I come up with new stuff for every part so if you have any suggestions I'll be glad to hear them! And thank you so much for commenting and liking the stories. It me...
Natasha Romanoff, Russian super spy turned agent of SHIELD (and Avenger to be), never thought she'd love again. Steve Rogers, war hero (the star spangled man with a plan), never thought he'd love again. Everything comes with a consequence.
"Hey," she said. When he looks toward her, he can't decide either to leap in joy or punch her in the face. Probably both.
「I wish I could explain your eyes, and how the sound of your voice gives me butterflies. How your smile makes me skip a beat and how every time I'm with you, I feel so complete.」 ヾ(＠⌒ー⌒＠)ノ 【 Social Media 】
This is a Romanogers fanfic I began posting on my instagram account "@romanogersotp" , but after a lot of request I promised to put it here on wattpad as well. Anyway, this is a new Romanogers story just like all the other ones I'm writing. I really hope you'll enjoy!! :)
A fluffly little one shot. "I'm knocking on your heart. Could you let me in? Tell me I'm the one and I've always been."
Natasha works at an art gallery and gets to know Steve who likes to visit the gallery from time to time. He asks her out but she gives him a no. He promises to come back every day in hopes she might change her mind.
Steve Rogers feels something unusual when he is near Natasha Romanoff, "Is this love?" He asked himself in disbelief, he thought he will never find love again but what happens when he accidentally broke her heart because of some misunderstanding. Is it a mistake to love? Or is it a mistake for not admitting it?
