Black Widow Captured Novels & Stories

I sprinted till I was standing right behind little Cassandra, threw some that had accurately hit the cobra brutally on the head just before it could do that weird arch of the head that other cobras do whenever they are about to release salivary juice catastrophic enough to disable the human eye. Then, I snaked my arm forcefully around little Cassandra's waistline and pulled her farther away from the sight of the serpent as I possibly could and that had only resulted in us tumbling against one another like two little mice, wrapped in a furry ball but we were safe most importantly. Startled, she gazes at me for a second, a look of sheer thankfulness dripping from my eyes like golden coins. "Ar

“I have what you need…” Orlando got up immediately, and pulled his chair towards him. Sebastian tapped the keys and not long after and CCTV footage showed up. When the image came into view, It was a footage of Mr. Richardson walking down the busy street, with a group of people. “It was hard to spot him at first but I got a few of my guys to clean out the image and that’s how we were able to recognize him...” He was dressed in black pants and a black hoodie over his head.

Liam and Cole were on one team, Belle and Joseph were on the next team which left Gonzalez and me. We went to the west of the building while the rest stormed in from the east and the north. I heard a tiny whimper as I walked deeper into the warehouse, hiding behind crates of who knows what. My gaze found Gonzalez in a silent question, did he hear that as well or was I just tripping? When I heard another whimper from my right I turned in the direction of the sound. I tapped on my mic to get the guy's attention. "What's her name?" "Its Anastasia"

The she-wolf answered in a low voice, "I want to check it." Although her voice was very low, I still sensed the trace of pleasant surprise in it. She stretched out her fair hands to touch the box. My heart tightened, and I subconsciously held the box tightly. Bianca's POV: I hugged the box tightly, feeling guilty. "Where is the invitation?" The she-wolf sat straight and snorted at me.She took out an exquisite invitation from her bag and waved it in front of me. My eyes lit up, and I reached out for the invitation, but the she-wolf quickly took it back.

Lisa was so busy focusing on how deep and beautiful his voice sounded that she didn't even notice the warriors grabbing her by both of her arms, and lifting her up. The man turned around and gave her one last cold look before turning away again. She had been hoping that he would at least say something to her, but nothing like that happened. "Bring her." He said sternly. She was pulled forward by the warriors to start walking, when she felt a sting in the side of her neck. She turned back to see who it was, when she saw one of the warriors with a needle in his hand. Before she could say anything, her body suddenly became weak and she fell into darkness.

Not enough to break—not yet—but enough to make my point. "I am Silvia Blackwood. The Blood Luna. And if you think forty years of domestication has made me soft, has made me forget how to be the monster you're so afraid of—you are catastrophically wrong." The cell door clanged open and more figures poured in—nightwalkers and werewitches, enough to restrain me properly. They forced me back down, added more chains, tightened the restraints until I could barely move. But I kept snarling, kept fighting, kept making sure they understood exactly what they'd captured.

Andrew effortlessly caught her punch with just two fingers, while his left knee struck precisely at her ankle with a loud thud. The ankle joint was one of the body's most vulnerable points, and despite Natasha's mastery, Andrew's strike was no mere tap—it drew an immediate scream of pain from her. The Black Widow proved remarkably fierce. Despite her injury, she lunged forward with a murderous look, attempting to grab Andrew's head and lock his neck in a deadly hold. Andrew's voice turned cold. "I was just playing around before, but it seems you're not learning your lesson. Even though you're a woman, I'll have to get serious now."

But as they watched, Venom slowly raised his head and looked directly at one of the cameras. Velia gasped as tears streamed down her cheeks, “He's fighting. He's still fighting." She repeated as if to encourage herself. On screen, Venom's lips moved, and though there was no audio, Velia could read his words clearly: "Come and get me." The feed suddenly cut to black as Hacker quickly closed the window. But Velia had already seen what she needed to see. Her mate was alive. He had not broken. "Eight hours," she said, her eyes darting to clock. "What else do I need to learn?"

Menzi was right, I was blinded by jealousy, I walked into a trap and I let my enemies destroy everything that mattered, S’bu said. There is something else and I think we should call the Police, Mike said looking at Black Widow. Sivu is an IT specialist like me, I have cracked his code. It was very easy for him to create the videos and photos that you saw of your wife and your brother. We have proof that he hacked Menzi’s account before your son’s birthday, Black Widow stopped and looked at Mike signalling him to continue. You tell him, Mike said looking at Black Widow, unwilling to be the one breaking the news to his boss.

Carving themselves into her skin and extremities, the creature curled into herself. Glaring at Allen she spat, “You lied to me!” The venom towards his betrayal of the initial promise that he would not harm her, it seemed to permeate the air long after she had been subdued by Chiri’s curse. Essentially stunned by the effects of the Blessing placed on the pistol, the spider-woman now lay paralyzed on the ground.