Black Widow Little Sister Novels & Stories

Snake said, pointing towards Adele, who was stunned too. "How is she the problem?" "She is on a black dress, a matching black outfit means that you are part of the brothers of destruction" I stared at Snake for a moment, he must be delusional to think that Adele could be part of them. "She is my step sister" "Doesn't matter, give her to us" I turned to see Venom, with a look of lust in his eyes. I was not about to give Adele out to the two of them. She was already hiding behind me, clinging unto me for safety.

It was noticeable even to me, who was here for only a week. In addition to Lane and Venira, about thirty people with a dark gift lived on the estate, among whom were both adults and children. They teamed up with only one goal: to destroy the artifact that suppresses the darkness in women. Caroline Lint, who was the head of this small community of the dark ones, who called themselves the Sisters of Darkness, ran everything here.

Brutal looking men were turning into even more vicious looking wolves everywhere you looked. Nora was already gone, swallowed up and protected by her new pack. Cassie was determined to get to her sisters. They came into this world during a war, and she refused to lose them during another one.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

“That blasted bitch cast me out! Stripped me of my wolf and made me nothing more than what you see before you.” “You were a Werewolf?!” I ask, shocked. “Yes and I refused the mates my older sister sent my way. I am practically mortal now,” she hisses. “But I have my magic and I can destroy you!” A flash of the small black figure and a scream is all I see before I am shaken awake and trembling in the arms of three very worried mates. “The-the witch! The moon goddess’s younger sister!” I gasp as my eyes grow wide.

“I asked you a question. How much do you get paid per night? Is that ten thousand dollars a monthly rate or something?” My eyes widened, and I gritted my teeth, repeating, “He is… my brother…” “Your brother?” Grace raised her hand and hit me again. “And you’re his sister? Damien himself said that his sister is living abroad. If you keep lying, I’ll make sure your face is ruined today.” Lucy kicked me hard in the shin, sending me face-first back onto the floor. The intense pain forced me to curl up into a ball. In my entire life growing up, I had never once been treated like this. They were done for!

“Damn, Irina, I guarantee you, I will own that moment so much, you'd think he's the bride!” And, then, hysterical laughter rang out. The two ladies were Anna and Irina Sabalenka, blood siblings, and they were riding in Anna's black Corvette, on their way to pick up Anna's wedding gown for her impending wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Neo McKinney. Irina, the younger sister, was billed to be the chief bridesmaid, and the excitement in the two ladies’ hearts was evident. “Seriously, though, it would be the happiest day of my life, Irina.. I almost can't believe that it's actually happening,” Anna continued, “I almost have to pinch myself.”

As the convoy entered West End territory, Andrew casually asked, "How does West End's leader, Madam Vostokoff, compare to Atlas and your organization in terms of power?" Dylan explained, "Madam Vostokoff, also known as the Black Widow, is the most inconspicuous of the Jayrodale's four underground leaders. But don't underestimate her—she's ruthless. Over the years, whether it was Tony before, Atlas, or me, we've all tried to take over West End's territory, but no one has succeeded." "The Black Widow?" Andrew asked, surprised.

Who the fuck opened the damn curtains? "I'm afraid that would be me." A very calm, soothing voice spoke up. It was the creepy girl from earlier...Athena? " Very correct, Miss Sanchez. I'm Athena Jones, Mark's younger sister." Wait a fucking second! What?! Mark has a sister? Is she a werewolf too?How is she hearing my thoughts? Do all werewolves have that ability? Why is her lips not moving? Is she a ghost? Are ghosts also real?

Her attention was on the little boy in her arms, as he reached for Aniya's silky black hair and tried to grab a fistful with his small hand. "It's a blessing in disguise, you cannot deny. Now you are the future Queen and I am the Village Head's wife of Inaymi. Two Sisters. We have gone so far. Glorious. The Heads in different places that we are. Just one night of drastic change and the results are marvelous." Ah, this crazy sister of hers. Belladonna chuckled. Was this what she had once loved more than her life?