Black Widow Sisters Novels & Stories

“You’re going.” Ivy Hart slowly looked up from her book, disbelief filling her face immediately. “Absolutely not.” Scarlett leaned against the bedroom doorway with her arms crossed, looking flawless even in irritation. Their identical dark hair fell in soft waves over their shoulders, their matching gray eyes sharp with opposite emotions, to strangers they looked exactly alike, same height, same face and same beauty. But personality changed everything, Scarlett carried confidence like a crown, Ivy carried silence like armor. “Stop being dramatic,” Scarlett said impatiently. “It’s just prom.”

The darkness that had consumed their mother now flowed through the veins of her daughters like poison. Sophia and Aurora no longer pretended to resist. The studio had become their church, the red lights their altar. Tonight’s stream was titled “Daughters of the Abyss.” Over 5.7 million viewers watched as the two sisters were dragged in on all fours, leashed and collared like the broken animals they had become.

She could, theoretically, burn through wards that should hold for years. "Come on," I said, holding out my hand. "Let's get some air." We walked through Silver Moon's gardens, Nova still trembling from exertion. The other wolves gave us wide berth—they'd learned to fear the Blackwood sisters, especially when we were together. Our twin bond hummed between us, stronger now than those first awkward days but still fragile, still new. "Tell me about them," I said suddenly. "Your mothers." Nova's step faltered. "Why?"

The Sisters of the Black Veil or the Black Veil Brides. For years they had hidden themselves from the werewolves, secretly existing in seclusion behind the Black Veil. The Black Veil was a shimmering heavy blanket of swirling black mist that separated the witches from everyone and only the witches could detect it. “We need to ally with the witches,” I said to the two Alphas. “We do not need them,” Kieran said stubbornly. “We never have and we never will.” I sighed wearily. This was the one thing I hated about Kieran. His arrogance was unbearable.

That alone was disturbing. “Wait,” I said slowly, eyes narrowing as I looked from one identical face to the other. “You’re Shadowcrests.” They exchanged a glance. Not the wary kind, the telepathic twin kind. Then they grinned at the same time, bright and unapologetic. “Guilty,” the one closest to me said cheerfully. “Blood sisters.” “Unfortunately,” the other added with a dramatic sigh. “Same parents. Same cursed family dinners.” I blinked. Blood sisters.

“And not just the coin. They were trained—tacticians, not thugs. They moved like professionals. They meant to erase me tonight. Not just send a message. But they made one mistake.” “What?” “They let me live.” She rose, moving closer, lowering her voice like someone afraid to name the devil aloud. “Alex… if the Widows are really back, that means someone gave them permission. They don’t move unless someone pulls the strings. They’re like ghosts—they don’t rise on their own.” He met her eyes. “Dominic doesn’t have that kind of pull.” “But someone does,” she said quietly. “Someone from the old bloodlines. Someone who was buried with our fathers.”

These stains morphed into women, their bodies concealed behind black veils, their feet shrouded in swirling black smoke. They moved like terrifying storm clouds, his new minions—an army born of dark magic and despair. He named them Death Widows. He divided his powers into four sections, giving three parts to these spectral women while keeping the fourth for himself. In return, each woman granted him a section of their powers. On his command, one of the women revealed to him a way to revive Josephine.

Felix finally asked. Arlo suddenly grabbed him by the collar, visibly agitated. "Damn it, Felix! You've gotten me killed. Do you have any idea who I just took out? That guy is part of Black Widow Society." Black Widow Society? Felix froze. He had read about them in Kirk's memories. Black Widow Society was a notorious, ruthless organization with countless powerful members. The government of Visiora had been trying to wipe them out for years, but they were still thriving. The worst part was that Black Widow Society never gave up and always took revenge. Even though it seemed like the danger had passed, the truth was it had only just begun.

Kicked my brother so hard that he fell right into the circle. "Ada! Take this powers before the blood moon passes". I yelled.. Ada turns to me and nodded her head, looked at her sister and all of sudden, Ava came closer and was standing right to her, they held hands and then the incantations began. It wasn't just Ada taking away my brother's powers, Ava was also getting the same thing. This act is entirely impossible, but only special twins can be able to perform such act.

One of those twin sisters will be born with the abilities of Evangelina—She will have a silver wolf and she can claim her place in the werewolf council. And the other sister will be born without any strength. She will have a wolf but she will remain weak. She will always stay hidden under the shadow of her powerful sister. One sister will take her place between the most influential people in the werewolf community while the other one will hate her for it. It is the true punishment for Evangelina if it’s not only a rumour. I snap out of my trance when someone grips my wrist. I look at the person standing beside me and forget about jerking my arm out of his hold.