Black Widow Fallout: New Vegas Novels & Stories

The city didn’t sleep. Not anymore. Neon lights pulsed against rain-slicked streets, reflecting on the glass towers that reached into the sky like sharpened blades. At the heart of the chaos, whispers spread through alleyways, poker dens, and smoke-choked bars whispers of her. The Black Widow of the Delwuncos. The woman who wore her son’s ghost like armor. The woman who had turned a wedding into a funeral, and a family into an empire.

Nathan screamed as the glass shattered, a scream that was silenced by a sharp thud below. The silence lingered for a few heartbeats. Then the hall erupted, screams and gasps hitting her frozen, shattered frame; still, she couldn't look away. What just happened? Had to be a dream. The new Alpha glared down below as though he wanted to revive Nathan just to kill him again. Iris felt her chest tighten when he looked back at her, but to her surprise, those cold greys softened. But...why?

Rashel whispered, “Got you.” *** “Launch the Black Widow,” she said. Milla blinked. “That’s a prototype…” “Well, it’s time to field test.” The Black Widow was Scepter’s stealth recon unit, cloaked in synthetic skin, invisible to infrared rays, and capable of recording audio from miles away. Rashel had supervised its last build herself. She gave it wings and was about to set it into the sky. The footage it returned was chilling. Viola was speaking to the Aegiron man in coded phrases, but one sentence was crystal clear:

I shout again. He doesn’t answer. I can hear scuffling behind me, my father issuing a Royal command to Killian and Owen to stay where they are. My father places a hand on my shoulder before walking toward the rogue and plunging the syringe of wolfsbane into his neck. The rogue roars out in pain before his head lolls forward onto his chest and he passes out. My mind is reeling, and I know the same can be said for the other men in the room. Why do they want Juniper?

Yet, nobody understood her. Deep down under those layers of skin and fur, was a woman. She continuously told herself, ‘You’re successful, Alyssa Dawson. That’s enough.’ But after spending the night with that gigolo for the first time and getting blackmailed by him, something inside her told her that it was different now. Her wolf, Aria, had found something special in him, and she realised from the video that she had clawed him. Though she didn’t remember exactly every bit and piece of what she encountered that night, it had been a wild night.

Nico replied as a massive explosion rocked the floor beneath us and the windows shattered into a thousand pieces of glass. I looked at the Black Ledger sitting on the nightstand and I felt a cold surge of adrenaline because the calm was finally over and the storm had arrived, and I knew that the Widow had made her final move and now it was our turn to show her exactly what happens when you try to cage a Moretti.

The enhanced soldiers were now attacking everything in sight while SWAT teams tried to contain the chaos. "Your pack is doing admirably, but they're running out of ammunition, and I still have twenty enhanced soldiers up there." "One minute," Pedro announced. "Decide now, Venom. You haven't got all day,” The enhanced soldiers on the platform were beginning to collapse, foam appearing at their mouths as their systems failed completely. But Pedro still had his weapons, his detonator, and Velia as a hostage. Venom made his choice immediately. "Hardin," he said quietly, "when I move, get Velia out of here."

she replied. VVVVV That wasn’t the only time Red Dawn had an upper hand. Every move she made, or tried to make Red Dawn was always ahead. That was why she was nursing a head wound. She had been annoyed for weeks. Not only had her warehouse exploded, but also lost a client which meant she lost money, and she would not even bring up their loss against the other gang. They had been silent for a long time, and she let her guard down.

Ivan had to be good, because he couldn’t have survived as a hitman for as long as he had if he wasn’t good at what he did. He’d paid a deposit out of his own funds, but would need to take out his share of the profits being held in the business account to pay for the rest once the job was done. It was a lot of money, but when he thought about what he was buying, it seemed like the best deal he’d ever made. Lucas would be gone, he would become Alpha and reign with Cara and their pup. Money well spent, indeed. He made his way to the rendezvous point up near the territory border to meet Ivan. He’d cleared the patrol teams from the area so the vampire would avoid detection as he entered the terri

"He’s already dead." ​As the Fortress team retreated into the mist, Arthur Blackwood remained on the floor of the warehouse, surrounded by the ghosts of his own making. The blue lights of the servers flickered one last time and then went dark, the final wipe of the Montgomery assets completed by a girl who had paid for the transaction with her life. ​The Vulture was alone in the dark. The Ghost was gone. And the Bride was finally, devastatingly, free.