Black Widow's Death Novels & Stories

"Fuck me one last time?" He was on the couch, her pussy taking his cock. Jealousy peaked; I emerged, stabbing her with a sedative-laced needle (prepped earlier). She collapsed. "What now?" Richard asked, pulling out. "Bury her," I said coldly. But she woke, fighting. We subdued her, dosing more poison. As she faded, we fucked beside her body dark, intense. "This bonds us," he grunted, filling me. We disposed of her in the woods, then returned to Mom's vigil. She died that night of "kidney failure."

"Feed on this crackhead." Bella wiggled, fighting for her life, but the lady won't stop feeding her the coke. Then Bella started to convulse from the excess substance. Her pupils started to roll up and she wiggled on the floor like a snake whose head had just been severed. The woman clad in black, stood there watching her as she fought for her life, she watched her until she went silent in death. The woman watched her for a while, dropped the remaining content on the floor beside the dead woman and cut the strip she had used to bind the woman, grabbed her knife, and walked out of the house.

Friends at the top saw this and were going to come help. "But I was too weak... my grip began to slip and before I knew it, she holding on by finger tips. She begged me not to let go. I tried to use my other hand to get a better grip. My other hand was sweatier and so she slipped. The fall killed her instantly." Ashleigh closed her eyes at the thought. She opened them again and looked at the man beside her. "I'm sorry," she said. Richard looked at her with a small smile, "It's alright." He looked his hands and let out a sigh. He then asked, "Wait... what are you doing here?"

"You can't take her kidneys! Ms. Clara Winton was bitten by a venomous snake. The toxin has spread throughout her body. All her organs are compromised. She took a strong analgesic two days ago. Today is her last day." Silence fell over the room. I was dying from snake venom, yet my mother didn't even notice. All she cared about was cutting out my kidney to save the adopted daughter she loved more. My soul hovered above it all, watching as the nurse called my mother. "Hello, are you the parents of Ms. Clara Winton? Your daughter passed away at 11:00 am." The line clicked dead before she could finish. "Scammer! How dare you curse my daughter!"

"Dante, do you think you're great? Do you think that just because you died like a hero, or almost died like this, I should be weeping with gratitude and wipe away ten years of torture?" His pupils constricted sharply, and his lips trembled. "I just wanted to make it up to you..." "Make it up?" I interrupted him, my eyes cold as ice. "Do you know what happened after you died in your past life?" Dante froze. In his memory, the end of his life was the tragic, heroic curtain call of his love story. "You died quickly enough. But what did you leave for me?" I said, enunciating every word. "Your loyal dogs accused me of being a Black Widow who pushed her husband to the sharks to save herself. The g

Dejected and breathless, Qing Yue was forced to return to Li Feng's side. "The Black Widow is one of the most dangerous poisonous insects out there. It can..." After what felt like another eternity, the sea of ugly bugs and horrid insects vanished into a puff of black smoke. Qing Yue's tense muscles relaxed and slumped to the ground, releasing a sigh of relief. Goodness! That was a hundred times more torturous than the hundred thousand poisonous plants and herbs! Secretly shedding tears of grief, her heart smoldering with deep bitterness, she crawled to her feet.

There is something I want to ask about the woman earlier. "Karmic death? What is that? Her cause of death should be Accidental Death but why karmic? I don't understand." I was just stunned this time because I was overwhelmed by the feeling of what I had seen a while ago. At her young age, she was able to do ugly things. She's only 19 but she did those things apart still she is a woman.

After all these years, I finally had him. With one swift motion, I struck. His body jerked once—then went still. Blood pooled beneath him, dark and thick. Silence settled over the woods. My wolves' howls rang in the distance, victorious. It was over. I stepped back, shifting back into my human form. My body ached, my wounds throbbed, but none of that mattered. Stephen Hawkings was dead. And I was still standing.

Her hands tightened around the collars of his shirt, "No, don't say it. Whatever you're about to tell me, don't say it." "He's alive," Ghost said quickly, seeing the panic in Velia's eyes. "Both Venom and Virus are alive. But they've been taken." Velia's legs gave out. Hardin was quick to grab her before she fell to the floor. He held her until she sank into a nearby chair, "Taken by who?" "Overlord Rosario," Hacker answered, "The bastard who killed Venom's family." The color drained from Velia's face completely. She had heard the story and she was aware of Venom's quest for revenge. The thought of him in the hands of his family's murderer made her shake with terror.

But something irked Steven because, in all honesty, Emma was not entirely wrong. The people had only seen him fall from the grace, whimpering in pain after losing his powers and wolf, but his body was never recovered. There was not a single person who was interested in performing the burial ceremony for him. So, all of them left his body to rot in the wilderness. It was a well known fact that the power hungry, blood bound Alpha of the Scarlett Pack died all alone. But was he really dead? Could he still be alive after losing his wolf? Did the Scarlett Witch do something to keep her mate alive?