Black Widow Fanfic Novels & Stories

She effectively blocked me off as the heat drove us to insanity with need; the pure instinct to mate, fuck, and reproduce now entirely in Hestia’s control. I could feel my pussy tighten around Adam’s cock as Hestia drove him on, his dick twitching deep inside me as stars began to dance across my vision. Without warning though, Hestia bit down onto Adam’s shoulder and drew blood; the thick and savory taste of his blood sending me over the edge as my skin caught fire and I felt a cool liquid relief along with my high as Adam released inside of me, his last few thrusts slowing and then stopping entirely as my vision darkened and Hestia continued to chew and savor her new mate. Fucking wolf, now

Vulture looked down at the infant and muttered, “Traitor.” Bain walked in behind them, checking a tablet. “Satellite feed’s clean. Window’s small. Let’s move.” The team filed out with weapons strapped and resolve thick as armor. The Widowmaker stopped at the threshold, turned back to glance at the baby—and then at Vulture. “If I die,” she said, “tell him I was prettier than you.” “Impossible,” Vulture said. “I’m the definition of peak masculinity.” The baby farted again. Vulture sighed. “He agrees,

'Yes, anywhere will do, just make sure you break the flesh and inject that lovely venom of yours as deeply as you can.' Her golden eyes glowed, 'Of course, why hadn't she thought of that?'

I really wish that I could find my sister so that I could have already taken that asshole out. “Vera.” He growled out. “Listen I know the prick strikes a cord with you, and one that can anger even a saint. But remember that not all victims are so obvious. Fiona and Felicity have probably suffered through just as much if not more abuse than any of those slaves. They may be pure and not to endure the sexual component but I am telling you I have seen the after maths of one of those beatings from the Alpha. It takes more than just one wolf to heal them after his rampage. Felicity has been at the vicious end of his fist and had she not been close with her twin and had the bond, so that Fiona’s wo

“What do you think about, Bredon? Do you think he is good enough for me? “ Vivian asked rinsing the mugs while I loaded the beans into the coffee maker. “I haven't known him for long but I am sure you will make cute babies together.” She giggled at my reply.” But no rush, Vivian. Take your time and get to know the man behind the joker. However if you don't want to be part of any of this or, if you don't want to be linked with my kind, Tell him. He will know what to do.” I hinted at rejection though the thought of it made my skin crawl. “And let that beautiful dick go! Not a chance.” she whispered yell. I giggled.” You never told me werewolves have a sweet dick, you sneaky bitch!”

While she gripped the collar of his tee, she pushed him in the wall as a punishment, earning a wince from him before she combined their lips. "You better keep loving me, Zander Brown. Don't you ever dare forget that I'm a hybrid wolf, and I can get better second chance mates than you." "Really?" It was his turn to be jealous now. "Yes," she confidently bobbed her head while she was aggressively pulled by him. "Also, I do not want to see any girl around you. You are my personal property and I don't want any bi*ch touching what's mine." "Oh, Really Ms. Stark?"

Her face twisted into an ugly shape as she looked at me with anger boiling in her eyes. "Both my mom and your mother had the same privileges of getting a mate but your mother fled with a Fairy she loved rejecting her true mate. You know because of your mother my mother's mate was forced to reject her. Do you know who your mom rejected, He was the Alpha of the Black hunters, His name was Alfred. He was a Black Panther, the previous Alpha of your friends here. He forced my mother's mate to reject her and to never accept any mate from our family. Because of your mother, my mother lost the prestige of being a mate of the black panter who belongs to the power pack." Venom was dripping from her fa

I see the Alphas falling to their knees, and orgy of naked powerful men, pleasuring me, their bonds to me sealed with our joint climaxes, the spilling of their seed, and my teeth marking their necks. ​Fenris is the first to fall to me. In the vision, Belladonna is forced to stand by his side, her eyes wide with absolute, paralyzed horror as we climax together and I mark him as mine. Enthralled Fenris and I double penetrate Belladonna as she willingly submits to me, a thick stamen of thorns exits me, and implants my fertilized eggs into her. I feel a dark power surging within me, her body linked to mine.

“Your life was over the second the mark chose you.” Sable’s wrist flared hot, as if offended at being spoken about like an object. Maeven raised two fingers again, hovering them above the mark without touching this time. “Widow-bond law is old,” she said. “Older than Nightfell. Older than Redcrest. It was made for one purpose.” Sable’s voice came out thin. “What purpose?” Maeven smiled. “To bring an alpha back.” Sable’s blood iced. “No.”

Before she walked away, she paused, her hand on my shoulder. "And Angie? That man who appeared tonight? Whatever he is, whatever he wants..." She leaned down, her lips close to my ear. "He's not the first old ghost to come knocking on this family's door. And he won't be the last. But he will learn that the Black Widow pack doesn't bow to shadows." She straightened, and for just a moment, I saw the wolf beneath the woman. "Neither do you," she said. "Never forget that." She walked back toward the cake table, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the journal Malcolm had set aside.