Black Widow Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Widow. Sable’s breath hitched violently. “No,” she mouthed, panic rising. “No—” Lyra Varr began walking toward her. Not fast. Not frantic. Inevitable. Sable’s body screamed at her to run. And then, in the silence beneath the officiant’s trembling words, Sable heard something else—closer than the wolves, closer than the wind. A voice, low and ruined, pressed intimate against the inside of her ear like breath. Run, little widow.

When I confessed my feelings, I thought we would have more time, but Rodrick moves quickly. “As you wish. I Alpha Destinee Blackwood of Venom Fang hereby banish you from the pack and declare you nomad.” I drop to my knees as the tether breaks. Hyde howls in my head. Tears line my eyes as I look at Dahlia, who looks away before she turns her back on me. “I’m sorry.” I mumble and I know she heard me before she turns back around.

Charlotte said from her bed. "Good morning to you too." I grabbed my towel. "No seriously, did you sleep?" She asked. "I got some sleep." I got up and grabbed my towel. "The dinner was a lot." "Yeah, you texted me Cyrus Blackwood is an actual demon at eleven-thirty and then nothing else." She pulled her knees up. "What happened?" "I'll tell you over coffee." I pushed my feet into my slippers. "You're warm," she said. I stopped. "What?"

Davina’s eyes skims through the forest as she places her hands on her hips and her back to the abandoned warehouse. “I am tired of playing. Did you bring my doppelganger as the ransom I asked for?” Greyson doesn’t try to stand up again, no one does. They are hiding behind a bush with a very clear view on the female fey as she speaks. “You didn’t bring guards right? I hate to have told you guys something and you didn’t obey it. You know what the cost is right? Gwen’s head on a platter and then I take the kid for myself.”

“Otherwise, if the Brown Pack’s taboo love affair makes it to the trending list, you know what kind of fallout that’ll bring.” “Wendy, how dare you!” Enna’s face twisted in rage, and she raised her hand to slap me. I caught her wrist midair and pushed—she stumbled and fell to the floor. “You dare hit me?!” Enna hissed, pain and fury on her face. I gave a cold snort and walked away without looking back. Once back in my room, I sent a message to Ant.: “Help me find out the real relationship between Enna and Alpha Nick.”

“I don’t care if she’s the pope’s granddaughter. I don’t care if wiping her out costs me every alliance from here to Sicily. The day a woman under my roof...carrying my blood gets touched by some jealous little cunt and I let it slide, that’s the day the Blackthorne name dies. And if the Morettis want to start a war over their spoiled brat’s corpse, I’ll bury their entire bloodline next to her and sleep like a baby.” Vivienne let out a broken, animal wail. She was still flat on her stomach, dress rucked up around her thighs, her mascara running in black rivers down her cheeks, hair plastered to her wet face. Her manicured nails scrabbled uselessly against the marble, trying to crawl away fro

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.

Her eyes flashed with a strange glint, and she rose staggeringly, and began to mumble in a strange language, and a slight wind blew in gradually increasing, Jongin was surprised by what she was doing, but a few moments passed, and he felt suffocated and unable to breathe. His eyes widened and he fell to the ground as he patted his chest hard, Damontry was sucking his soul to be more precise, she wasn't herself at this time, her anger blinded her as a new force of her unknown powers appeared, at that moment she felt someone hugging her from behind and she felt water on her shoulder. She turned around angrily to see Sivana in her pajamas crying over her shoulder. "Please let him go, Damion...

“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!”

She's a bold one and wasn't planning to shrink in confidence over this new goal. She will make him her man. *Author note* Hello, beautiful people. Thanks for giving this story a try and hope you will join my discord server, so we can interact and perhaps you could share your opinion on the story so far. Also a community to make friends. Server Link: https://discord.gg/Q7tY3F8