Black Widow Fanfic Novels & Stories

I could feel the mate bond weakening little by little, like threads slowly tearing apart. Tears burned my eyes. But I forced them back immediately. No. I would never cry for Kael again. Because Kael Blackthorn made one terrible mistake. He thought he knew exactly who his mate was. But he had no idea the woman he planned to throw away was the hidden heir of the most powerful Alpha bloodline in the werewolf world. And if I helped build his empire… Then I could destroy it too. A few moments later, the conference room doors opened and workers began stepping into the hallway again. The cheerful atmosphere returned immediately.

But they both stop themselves from moving anymore step towards each other. She grips her dress in her fists, eyes glaring at him as the memories flow back in her head, and squeezing her heart in a tight grip. “As per the goddess wish, Alpha Kaiden Blackthorn, is the fated mate of Luna, Aria Ashborne!” The prophet announces, but the silence fills the hall. The crowd whispered. Elders leaned in to whispers, gossips about their new discovery. He could feel their eyes. The judgment in their eyes. Kaiden felt his control slipping.

The sudden feeling of being watched creeps into me and I raise my eyes to see green- blue, no both green and blue in the mix of grey eyes staring back at me. Tracing the oval face, it takes a moment before I know that it’s Grace- the queen, the new queen. That very word makes my wolf anger spike. She has been silent ever since the silver went off my system, but through the little emotions she gives off daily, I know that she doesn’t approve us having a double bond. We are bonded to both Grace and Sebastian, and she doesn’t like anyone sharing our man. I mean her man. She growls lowly in my head.

“Ah! I forgot she doesn’t have a wolf.” Todd bowed again, and moved aside. I inched closer to her, and my veins pulsated with electricity. Ah! The last time I felt the intensity of a mate was with Lia. I never wanted to feel that way again. Meanwhile, the Blackcrest pack would be in shambles if either I or Halil is missing. A powerful pack like Blackcrest needed their Lycan Kings. She came in right in time. Even though that didn’t spare her of the torture awaiting her.

“What are you talking about? Do I know you? I think this is the case of a mistaken identity, I am the Luna of…” “DON'T YOU DARE PRETEND! We are just getting started in exposing your dirty little secrets, I am sure you've done a good job in pretending! Heck, everyone hated you in the Nightshade pack because you were so power obsessed! You wanted to rule in all midst! You wanted everyone underneath your rulership. Likewise, you slept with every single wolf, and when they refused to do your bidding, you threw them into the dungeon. Do they know you killed your twin sister?” Hey guys do leave your comments in the comment section and soon a new Billionaire Erotica book will be released. Also plea

“What the— “ I gasped softly, standing from the bed and looking around. Was I reborn in an alternate world or something? “... behave crazy.” Jessica’s voice drifted to me from the room door, and I pursed my lips. She was gossiping with some other maid in my waiting room, and my wolf picked up snippets of the conversation. “Really?” The other girl asked. “I’m telling you. She ran away from marrying him yesterday, and today she’s asking for Lycan Hunter and proclaiming herself Queen… “ Ran away? Memories of the conversation between those warriors came back to me as I began to fit the pieces together.

It wouldn’t be long now. He thrust harder, holding her hips with both hands as he filled her with this seed. He was completely spent when he stepped away, helping her up to her feet. Her big, beautiful tits were scraped up, but they’d heal within the hour. Unlike Caleb’s mate, Heather was a she-wolf, not a delicate human. “No more hiding,” he said. “I want you in my bed tonight.” She ran her hands over his shoulders. “I like this side of you. It makes me feel grounded.”

I needed to sow the seed that the witch had tried to kill. "The protection..." she murmured, her voice muffled against the pillow. "Don't worry about it," I lied, my voice a dark, jagged thing. "I’ve taken care of it." I leaned down, my teeth grazing the column of her throat. I felt her shiver, her body betraying her as she arched into me. She was so responsive, so perfect for the task. It was a shame she was what she was. As I lost myself in the heat, I focused on the goal. This wasn't love. This wasn't mating. This was a heist. I was stealing a future from a woman who didn't deserve to be a part of it.

But all I could think about was how Vito’s hands tangled in my hair… Pulling me closer, making me forget everything except the wild rush between us. Caught in a whirlwind of passion and chaos, I knew I was stepping into a world of danger—a world that could swallow me whole. But as Vito’s lips pressed against mine, all I could think about was how much I wanted to stay lost in his embrace, even if it meant breaking Juan’s heart. The night lay before us, filled with raw pleasure and risk. As we surrendered to the chaos, I felt the ties to my old life begin to unravel, setting the stage for a choice that would change everything.

“I am Nyxara. Once the wolf to an Alpha’s daughter, slain in betrayal. Reborn in you.” I swallowed hard. And then I bowed too. “Ivy Blackwood,” I whispered in return inside my mind. She stepped forward. “This is our pact, Ivy. Our vow. Let me in. Let me rise. Together, we are unstoppable.” The world trembled. The petals lifted into the sky like wings of butterflies. I nodded once. And then— I let her in. A heat ignited in my chest. My limbs burned—but it wasn’t pain. It was awakening. Like my blood had been waiting its whole life for this single second.