20/20 Black Widow Novels & Stories

It hit like a tidal wave, dragging me under all over again. I forced myself to stand, weak and shivering. As I turned toward the mirror, something caught my eye, just for a moment. My wolf was there, but not like any I’d ever seen, she was massive, jet black, darker than night, darker than death itself. Her eyes burned like fire, vivid orange flames dancing in a soulless void. I screamed and stumbled backward, crashing to the floor, my heart pounding like war drums. When I dared to look again, she was gone. Only my own reflection stared back, shaken. What are you? I thought, clutching my chest.

Chapter 186: Unfinished Business XENOIS "Xenois!" My mum's voice was loud enough to be heard from the entrance, and I turned to see both my parents approaching me with expressions of concern and relief written across her face. Silvia Blackwood looked as elegant and dangerous as ever, she wore her hair in her favourite style paired with the latest designer clothes that did little to hide the predator aura that marked her as one of the most formidable Luna and assassin in the region.

I rubbed my baby bump and walked forward, speaking with cool detachment. When Paula heard this, her face filled with disdain as she curled her lips. "It's just a spider bite! We dealt with plenty of spiders back home. It's no big deal. "You city folks are just too soft. We're not afraid of these things." Oliver chimed in, "Exactly, quit being so dramatic. We're perfectly fine, aren't we?" I raised my voice. "But this isn't an ordinary spider. It's a Black Widow! The venom is extremely potent. If you don't get treatment immediately, you could die."

“You can’t expect us to believe this based on your intuition alone.” I sighed, frustrated by their refusal to see the truth. “First of all,” I began, “Gemini twins are the only species of witches whose eyes go black when they’re in control. No other witches can achieve that level of darkness. That’s what makes them the most powerful witches of all.”

As the SUV pulled away, Genevieve stood alone for a moment, the echoes of laughter in the park still ringing in her ears. ---- Later that evening, she arrived at Ravenhurst Lane for the Widow's Club meeting. She didn't feel the how she felt when she first arrived there, she felt calmer. All fourteen women were present, seated around the long table. The air was heavy with perfume, ambition, and something darker. One by one, reports were given by each widow. Some contained reports of seduction, others contained how they used the children of their clients against them, and the rest contained how they stole incriminating videos and documents and used them to blackmail their clients.

Before I realised what he meant by that, Bash took a knife from his gun hostler I never observed being there before carved a symbol on his chest and cut his throat. I stood there watching him in horror. Seb stirred in his sleep. How did my life turn upside down in a single day? I was a single mom one day and the next day, I was almost kidnapped, almost raped, I killed and watched Bash do the manslaughter of the body all while my Seb is asleep peacefully.

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.

“Mom, Mom. What happened to you?” “D*mn it. What did you do to my mother?” When Benny and Anderson Assex saw their mother had passed out on the floor, they immediately panicked. Quickly, they picked her up. Enraged, Anderson even shoved Granny Blackwood. Benny was horrified, and quickly, he restrained Anderson from going any further. Benny had heard from Madame Joanne that Granny Blackwood was a terrifying person. Her body was supposedly covered in poison, and she could inflict parasitic diseases on anyone without even making a sound.

The fury slowly drained away until his grip slackened and Lloyd's feet touched the deck. 'Weak, weak, weak, how long have I craved the sight of fresh blood from a living heart.' The voice was lilted and childishly impudent as it rang up from the mist. Not the fearsome roar one expected from a demonic force. 'A mortal's heart seldom remains as black as coal forever. But a warning to thee, it will not only be made black by the bile I claw from you, but it will become as empty as the tomb on Easter. Hail to thee, our illustrious master who prowls the bowels of the pit. His presence is growing...'

“Let’s find somewhere safe together.” A strange skittering sound made me whip toward the shopping district. A long, spindly humanoid figure crawled up the wall and vanished over the roofline. Oh god... what in the fresh fuck was that? We have spider creeps now? I blinked hard and stared at the bowling ball-sized holes punched into the brick wall. the sleds reins pulled taut. I swallowed my terror and turned back to Trey. He stood pale and frozen, his body locked in a runner’s crouch. His eyes remained glued to the roof, and only his white-knuckled grip on the reins kept him from bolting.