Black Widow Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Zahir suggested. “And let everyone rape her?” Wylder snapped at him, and that was when he saw a person dragging a woman by tying a chain to her neck, like an animal. Not just that, but her hands were also tied, and she was naked. Wylder was about to handle this situation by stopping this nonsense, but before the woman lifted her half-burnt face, Night snapped. Wylder felt his control losing to his Lycan because he was pissed; he was furious. “MINE,” He growled before everything turned black. The last time he had spoken this word was when he was with Tiara.

Perhaps she would have even chosen to leave the room when she detected the lust mixed with the madness that burned in the werewolf's eyes. Black cautiously approached her and took a seat beside her. "I'd rather you call me by the nickname you used earlier, and it would feel less like you're trying to put distance between us, Love." Bianca looked thoughtful and frowned. "Mr. Fantastic? Mr. Wolf?" "No," Black replied calmly. "Oh!" blurted Bianca under the realization, "Mate." Black felt the bond between him and his soul mate grow slightly stronger. He could see in his mind's eye the predatory smile of his wolf, satisfied to the utmost that he had bound the young woman to them a little more wit

She shrugged. “I am surprised it has not happened yet,” she said apathetically. “Wadim must want to keep me fully mortal while he breeds Wu stock.” She looked at Shen as he winced at her reference to their children as Wadim’s stock. She hesitated, not certain if she should continue, and then took a deep breath and spilled out her confession. “I have developed a taste for blood and human flesh. It is all he feeds me.” She lowered her eyes in shame. “I have become a cannibal. I... I drank the bloody water when I washed your wound. I could not help myself.” “This is a nightmare,” he moaned as he rubbed his face with his hands; as if by doing so he’d wake up from it.

She had almost forgotten about her existence. *Hmmm…. I don’t know how we will save The Lycan World either but I can help you get free of the shackles. All you need to do is give me partial control.* Vivian drew in a deep breath and she let Rewa take control. A warm liquid course through the veins of her hand as they got covered in fur. The muscles on her arms bulged, tearing the leather jacket she was wearing, and just like that, the shackles snapped open.

* Raven couldn’t hear it, but she felt it in the vibration of Victoria’s back, in the way the princess leaned into her embrace for one heartbeat before charging forward again. The hell-beast roared—louder, angrier. Raven’s vision narrowed. The cold place inside her burned bright—stronger than ever. She whispered the final command—soundless, but sharp as a blade: *End it.* Her thralls surged. And the Widow’s Veil became a graveyard that fought back. Raven clung tighter to Victoria. Whatever waited on the other side of that rift… They would close it. Together.

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:

he exclaims, then pulls me to my feet, but before I could say a word, his fist connected with my face. “Do you think you’re something special now, Caterina? Just because a runt like Kai Volkov claimed you as his mate?” he asks in a mocking tone, then rears his fist back again. “Well, I am here to prove you wrong, little slut. No one insults me at my own wedding and gets away with it. A little bird told me that the eclipse would weaken the great Alpha Beast of New York, and now it is my chance to strike. Then I will make you my slave once again.”

And her name was Everdeen James. It felt like life was giving me a chance to finally prove my love for her. Hayden won't ever find out about her and I'll make sure of it. She'll only belong to me. I dialed Shark's phone number and surprisingly he picked up a girl and kept moaning in the background. "Dylan I'm in the mind of something, what is it? He mutters angrily. I sighed deeply. "I need a dirty favour." He chuckled lightly from the other end.

Kayda's POV I'm shifted into my dragon and sleeping in a cave right now. What the fuck did I do to myself? This is all that bitch's fault. If she hadn't been his fated mate, I would have had him. He didn't think I could be faithful to him. He's probably right. There is no one man who can keep up with my appetite. But he would've never known. I am the black widow of dragons. I started out fucking the warriors. But when I got tired of them, I started hunting outside our kingdom for a man who could just fuck me once and be done. That man didn't exist, so I started killing them as soon as they started asking for my number. I enjoyed it too.

That was what everybody believed but the massive black wolf charging straight toward us carried the same golden eyes I saw every morning in the mirror and somehow deep inside me, beneath all the fear and confusion tearing through my chest, I already knew the truth before anybody else could say another word. “Alan move!” Natasha screamed. Her voice finally snapped me out of it just as the wolf reached us. The stranger grabbed Natasha and yanked her backward while I barely managed to dodge sideways before my father crashed into the ground where I had been standing seconds earlier. The impact shook the floor beneath us violently and broken concrete scattered across the chamber. The Alpha roared