Black Widow's Sister Novels & Stories

“They didn't bring me because according to you only you can find them, not the other way around so I brought them! “ Misha yells. Lachesis looks at me, “Damon stop jesting.” “Don't look at me. This is all my Queen's doing,” I replied to Lachesis whom I have had the most contact with. “So you found her?” Clotho asks. “Yes, and my half-sister too.” Ana waves, “Ні.” Clotho gasps, “Ummm, I didn't make you a half-sister.” My father laughs, “Well, sorry about that. It appears Vivian and I had other plans.” Lachesis sneers, “I should've know letting immortals play with humans was a bad idea.”

A speedy shock streaked in Alondria's eyes and she quickly said, "I wasn't hollering at your wife, i was simply conversing with my sister about neckbands and gems that young ladies like." Jared turned his eyes to Mrs. Katherine before letting them rest on Sarclet. Her derisive articulation was noticeable and he immediately understood that the main person Sarclet adored in the house was only her brother. This 34c bust lady is said to be Sarclets sister.

“She is very angry at the both of us and she isn't alone.” I scoffed, a bitter sound of disbelief. “Zoya is my sister. She is but one woman.” “She was one woman,” Viktor corrected, shaking his head. “Not anymore. Now, she has a whole army of BlackRiver wolves behind her.” “What?!” Alan and I blurted out at once.

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

"You mean your witchy coven sisters that thought they could get away with killing a beta in my pack?! And kidnapping my wife, holding her ransom for the moonstone? Of course I killed them." She growled with barely suppressed anger and I sat stunned in the chair. Vera was linked to the witches that had wanted the moonstone before five fucking years ago. "You killed my sister, Black Saint. And you're going to pay for that." "I've told you I don't give two fucks about your coven sisters—" "Briggs!" she yelled, her blood red nails pointed at Nathan. "Briggs was my sister and you killed her!"

"And why did you connect to shadow magic that matches our demon summoner's signature?" "Because the summoner is my sister." The room goes silent. "Your sister," Hope repeats flatly. "Half-sister, technically. Same father, different mothers. Her name is Valeria Blackwood. She's nineteen years old, completely insane, and has been planning this genocide for five years." "Blackwood? As in Elder Blackwood?"

I swallowed the lump that had accompanied her slap. "Caramel?" The shock could not be contained. She wasted no time in getting rid of the bandana. "What is it?" She began to walk around the chair I was tied to, in small circles, keeping her arms folded across her chest. "Caramel?" I repeated as if it would change the image of the person before me. As if the state of shock I had gone into after realising that I had been kidnapped was not enough, I saw that my sister was a part of my abductors.

I looked behind her and saw the man I had knocked down earlier had now also knocked down because Hiro had shot him. "E-elythrea .." I whispered. Tears started to fall in my eyes. It keeps flowing like a river. It never ends. "P-please ... I will bring y-you to the h-hospital. Don't leave me. I can't live without my sister." She's my true half sister and not Cassidy. I already search an information about her life and I found out that she's the hidden daughter of Bernard Wicnhester. My half sister. "S-sister?" I nodded. "H-how come?" She added.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

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.