Black Widow's Sister Novels & Stories

Abigail whispered. “It’s Elyndra” Slowly, my jaw dropped and even until we got my car, I was still speechless. Elyndra, I’d heard that name before and it wasn’t just from Abigail. The whole town knew of the Queen of Witches, and if there was one person we Werewolves feared, it was the immortal Elyndra. But tonight was the first time I knew she had a sister. And not just any sister but Eliana’s Granddaughter. This meant Elyndra was her Great-aunt and Eliana wasn’t just any witch, she was a full hybrid.

Catherine's POV I saw a young female werewolf in a long red dress walking over. Her long wavy waist-length hair made her look charming and flirtatious. Her smiling eyes were even more attractive. I had to admit that she was so beautiful. "Miss Twitty, I'm flattered!" Blake smiled politely. "This is my sister, Eda Twitty." Howard introduced to me, and I nodded. It turned out this powerful, charming woman was Howard's sister. I could tell that her aura was also different from the ordinary members of the pack. It seemed that Blake's friends were all noble.

he said with gritted teeth. The footage showed the intruders expertly avoiding cameras, making their way directly to Velia's location. Venom's grip on the table tightened as he watched them drug and carry her away. "I'm going after them," Venom growled, already heading for the door. Hardin stepped forward. "I'm coming with you. She's my sister." Venom didn't even acknowledge him. "Virus, get the car ready." Virus nodded and followed his brother out. Hardin trailed behind, determined to join the pursuit.

I started, but one of the lycans suddenly lunged at me with a snarl. “You FILTHY murderer!” He tried to grab at my throat with his massive hands I instinctively screamed and flinched back, but two guards shoved him away and blocked him before he reached me. My heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest. “Let me at her!” he roared. “She killed my sister! I swear I’ll fucking tear her apart!” My breath froze. Sister. Viera. This was Viera’s family. Her powerful, elite lycan family.

“Alpha, if I may speak, please allow me to. It's true that we have let you down because we haven't been able to capture them, but if you can listen to us, we might not have the answers, but we know someone who might.” I sit up straight immediately. “Finally, a breakthrough after all this nonsense.” Brandon opens the door, everyone is holding their breath as we wait. Then a woman steps into the room. My sister. Gwen shoots her charming smile at everyone in the room, except me. She doesn't look at me, she knows that she is not supposed to be here. “Good evening, gentlemen. Brother.” She bows in my direction, but she doesn't look at me. “For those of you who don't know who I am, I'm Gwen Bloodt

After I killed one who became too bold, they all backed off, but it’s time for me to make her my Queen. At first, we put it off when we heard that the packs were attacked. It appears that the witches were working not only with the vampires but also the werewolves, and they came close to defeating the Guardians. However, after seeing the strength of two Guardians, I would never have gone up against eight of them. The Alpha, Alpha Wyatt, paid with his life as did most of the witches, but Leana heard that Levana got away. Hearing that Levana was working with the wolves and fought against the Guardians is the first real clue that I’ve had about where my sister might be.

I scream, scrambling back into the shadows as the scent of iron and burning sulfur fills the room. Through the shattered terrace window, a tall female steps into the firelight, holding a smoking repeating crossbow. She pulls back her dark leather hood, revealing sharp, malicious features, high noble cheekbones, and ice-blue eyes glowing with cold fury. It is Celestine Hawthorne—Everett's estranged, highly dangerous sister who was exiled from the Hawthorne Pack five years ago.

**(James's POV)** "There's more." I hesitated. This would destroy her. "Mother, try not to get upset." I pulled out an old photo. Two young she-wolves stood together. Sisters. Mother's eyes locked on it. Her breathing got fast and shallow. "That poisonous she-wolf," she whispered, pointing at the younger sister. "Mother, the other wolf is Theresa Rivers. Diana Reed's older sister." The photo fell from Mother's hands. I caught her arm as she stumbled back.

Blaze discloses, allowing a moment for Spencer to absorb the information. "My sister?" Spencer's confusion deepened. "It's definitely not Tiffany, and neither is it Elena? Do I have a sister I know nothing about?" "Yes, you do. She's Alice's first daughter, Astrid. She's also Elena's twin sister." Blaze clarified, offering a glimpse into the family dynamics that had unfolded during Spencer's absence. **** Astrid slowly stirred, her eyes fluttering open to find Blaze walking in with a tray of food. As her gaze inadvertently shifted to his shirtless form, she couldn't help but gulp.

“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.”