Black Widow's Sister Novels & Stories

I had been so focused on him that I had not noticed they had brought two restrained persons, a male and a female who looked nothing alike. “That werewolf,” Jonathan whispered in my ear, pointing a finger towards the blonde-haired male, “has killed a vampire this morning and this woman here is said vampire’s sister.” I repressed the urge to gasp. Imagining someone, anyone, killing one of my brothers or Karl, I could only see myself losing it completely… yet, there she was keeping it together. I was perplexed, jealous and even a bit frustrated. How could she not be trashing around, trying to get to the werewolf that took her brother away from her?

' Elizabeth thought, bringing herself out of her musings. The wolfsbane was exactly where the she-wolf had said she would find it, but the plant was strange. It looked like it had just been planted. Elizabeth heard the rustling of the bushes, five different scents suddenly hitting her, and her mind replayed what had happened just two days ago. This was a trap, Elizabeth realized. The she-wolf that had told Elizabeth to come here stepped out of the bushes first. "Who are you?" Elizabeth demanded. "I told you," the she-wolf answered. "Sindra. Oh, you mean who am I? I'm Katrina's sister, and Victor's daughter, and I do mean that in every way."

Nights passed, and the only thing that kept playing in my head like a constant nightmare was Mom's teary smile as she looked at me, whispering her last words. "Take care of your brothers." I promised myself years later that I would never let anyone hurt those who I loved anymore. Yet, my mate was hurt — countless times. I was going to make them pay. "It wasn't the Vampire King who did it," Jessica muttered, pulling me out of my thoughts. "It was my Aunt." I raised my head, locking eyes with her. "Scarlet Locke had a sister?" I asked, confused. She nodded. I was shocked. Raymond had told us everything about Jessica's identity and her Mom's, but I didn't know Scarlet had a sister.

The look in their eyes— I understood it quite well. “So who is this sister of yours? According to what I know, only an extremely wealthy person can afford a white wolfsbane. Your sister must have offended someone so relevant in the society.” “My sister was a former Luna queen. She was the third wife of Lycan king, Dane.”

“I only know that getting pregnant by Remiel ruined her chances to be Queen and allowed Eve to become Lucifer’s baby mama.” “The story runs deeper than that I’m afraid.” The center woman breathes out heavily, her eyes meeting with Levi’s beside me. Levi nods his head in confirmation. “You may tell Jamari what you know about that night Clotho.” Clotho, so the woman that is currently wearing their shared eyes is the sister Clotho. That means that the other two women are Atropos and Lachesis, but who is who I have no idea. My eyes move back and forth between the two sisters.

I was literally dumbfounded. There was nothing in his bio about a sister. Why did he leave that out? To protect her? He looked away, as if to curse ‘shit’, and shut his eyes to mentally scold himself. But I held his face and stroked those tinted cheekbones with my thumbs. “Older sister?” I smiled to suppress the urge to tease him. There’s a woman out there, the only one born with the power to boss the Crimson Crest Alpha. He shut his eyes and exhaled reluctantly, “Younger.”

"She was my mother's sister." Author's Note: The fourth moonhunter being Nadia's sister recontextualizes everything from the second arc's beginning. Lena Chen knew the right person would come because the right person was always going to be her niece. The frequency isn't just a supernatural connection. It's family. That's the turn.

your sister, how could we p**son her" " You're still feigning ignorance " Venom seethed " My sister's name is Raven, the same girl you p**soned at the arena" Olivia staggered backwards in shock, if his sister was Raven, then it meant he was Remy Smith, the eldest master of the smith family who was recorded missing years ago. The Howards continued trembling in fright, they had offended the smith's, the Kingston's and now they had even offended the leader and vice-commander of the undead, there was no escape this time around.

Our allies were also prepared, waiting for the signal to strike. "Well, well, what a delicious and powerful soul I sense in you, wolf," the female creature said, her voice dripping with malice. "You must be the Supreme Alpha—the thorn in my brother’s side." "And who might you be?" I snarled in my Lycan form, my muscles tense and ready for combat. "Sora Rhea, Nocturnus’s sister!" She made a grotesque gesture, a twisted kind of bow, mocking me. "How can the Dark God have a sister if he was created by the species?" I bared my fangs further, extending my claws as fury rose within me.

After my body gave birth to Samuel and Simona, Alistair told my ears that his tracking scouts had finally sniffed out his long-lost biological sister. My wolf felt incredibly happy for his family back then. “That is a great blessing for your bloodline, Alistair. Your boots should definitely attend,” I tell him with a warm nod. He keeps gazing deeply into my eyes, his mouth turning into a grim line. “Her hand is binding its name to Alpha Kaelen Blackthorne.” Bang! The heavy stirring spoon slips right through my numb fingers, hitting the stone floor with a loud clatter and splitting into a hundred tiny wooden splinters.