Novel & Cerita Black Widow's Death

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.

The maid quickly realized that it was wolfsbane again. “Please, no!” the maid sobbed. “Not that! I beg you!” I crouched and my face was inches from the shaking woman's. I whispered venomously. “You should have died the moment you failed me. This is a late punishment.” She forced the vial to the maid’s lips. The woman choked, gagged and struggled but guards held her firmly as I tilted the vial, pouring all the wolfsbane down her throat. The maid let out her final scream as her body convulsed violently and her body seized. Her eyes rolled back, foam bubbled at her lips and after few moments she lay still on the ground.

By the time I was 16, I had already hacked, stolen, killed, and destroyed a few people’s lives. “This is why he nicknamed me ‘Black Widow’. I could get in, infect, and disappear without anyone knowing until it was too late.” I whisper, avoiding looking at Lia. “Granted, it wasn’t something I was entirely comfortable with, except for a few like Angelo’s father. They deserved it, but ultimately it was all just to so-called ’help’ my uncle, the boss, cover his ass due to his gambling and whatever other bullshit he was doing.” She runs her hands through her head, careful not to mess it up too much or her perfectly made-up face, heaving a heavy sigh.

However, that's when everything changed. I watched on in horror as Sienna was thrown from him and onto the mat. He turned around and began crushing her throat with the wire from the ring. Pushing down on it with his entire weight to cut off her oxygen supply. "We're here." Javier calls out. I don't even wait for the car to stop. I open my car door and jump from the still-moving car, and run as fast as I ever have in my life into the building. My eyes go wide as I see her arms hang down from the side of the ring, no sign of life in her. The moment her lifeless body comes into my peripheral, I see red. The darkest crimson to have ever existed. Everyone around me disappears as my eyes land on m

Her face was pale, her lips already turning purple… and though Zivon wanted to call out to her, he simply couldn’t say a word… The overwhelming sadness was simply too much. As expected, news of this incident soon spread like wildfire, and online, commenters were going haywire as usual. ‘To think that something this horrible would happen to her…!’ ‘I heard that Young Master Burton couldn’t even cry! I can only imagine how much pain he’s currently in…!’ ‘That bloody maniac…! Who allowed such a murderer on the streets?!’ Eventually, Xavia caught wind of the news as well, and after a while, the phone dropped from the trembling woman’s hands. Wendy… The woman who had cared so much about Zivon… Sh

I trust that our magical mate bond will draw us closer. A fax came in and it was the morgue report. The woman died from the effects of the poisonous wolfsbane mixed with a fast reacting silver in her system. She died ten minutes after being pierced by the spikes. She had a tattoo on her ass cheek but it bore no significance to any related group. This woman was almost clean so we needed more information to put the pieces together. I am confident that Blayne won’t disappoint me. I tucked the report in my desk drawer to get back to it when Blayne returns home.

“It's about... some things are buried for a reason. Digging them up doesn't just bring back memories; it brings back the rot.” “But that 'rot' is at our doorstep right now,” I countered, my voice low and urgent. “Dad recognized those charms. He looked like he’d seen a ghost. If we're being hunted by a dead pack, I deserve to know why.” Mom finally turned to me, and for the first time, I saw genuine dread in her eyes. “You're a Black Widow, Angie. You've always been brave. But fifteen years ago... the things that were done... they weren't just about war. They were about extinction.”

At this moment, someone removed the cloth from her mouth. Nathalie laughed maniacally, while saying and spitting blood, "Russell is dead, hahaha, at least we are dead together!" The man sneered, "This was to kill the Venomous Worm, and you were the only one who died! Fool!" Nathalie's eyes were filled with disbelief, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" After speaking, her head drooped and she remained motionless, with a look of shock and unwillingness in her lifeless eyes.

“The Wolf undone by a woman. How poetic.” His eyes darkened. “No. The Wolf finally cutting the web.” With a final, brutal motion, he twisted her arm, disarmed her, and shoved her hard. She stumbled against the broken railing — and it gave way. For a heartbeat, she hung there, wide-eyed, fingers clutching the edge. “Damian,” she hissed. “You’ll regret this. She’ll destroy you.” He didn’t reply. Her grip slipped. She fell. The Spider’s body hit the fountain below with a sickening finality, crimson blooming in the water like a dark rose. The fighting slowed as both sides turned to see their queen’s demise. Her guards froze. Her soldiers faltered.

"...committed suicide three years ago." Kaevan's expression hardened slightly. His jaw tensed. "Ethan talks too much," he muttered. "I found out myself," Alena replied quickly. "I searched online. The news is still there. 'Serena Blackwood, wife of CEO Kaevan Aldrich, found with sleeping pill overdose.' I'm sure that's what killed her." Kaevan didn't answer. He just stared out the window with an empty gaze—a gaze Alena rarely saw. A gaze holding pain.