Black Widow Sisters Novels & Stories

My heart is aching everytime I see that my twin is having a hard time. “Take care of my twin for me,” she said to my secretary before leaving my office. I looked at the invitation again and opened it up. “Theodore Williams,” I read aloud. I wonder how huge his clan that my parents chose him for my twin. “Do you think you can attend the wedding?” My secretary asked. “I mean, the Mafia world doesn't know that Ms. Bria has a twin sister,” she added with a lot of concerns. I chuckled as I realized it. My twin still invited me when she knows that well. It was me who asked my clan to hide it to the world they have.

Sabrina continued and I nodded. “I won’t. But in the meantime what do I do? I still have my sister on the run with the women’s kids and probably even more people. She has kidnapped them and ran away to the human world. I have to go there and end her,” I said with determination in my tone. “Your sister, Amanda Blackwood. She is the strongest witch to live since the ancient princess of Aretuza. It’s a shame that she channeled all that power to causing havoc,” Sabrina said and I could hear her sigh.

“Sit down, you stupid harpy.” “Because of your arrogance, bigotry, cruelty, and hatred, not just toward us, but towards your own family, you have lost a valuable ally. You do realize that Hecate and Selene work together all the time? They are sisters. That makes us kin.” Devin’s voice flows throughout the room and the witches are powerless to say anything.

she snarled. Jade and Lydia were twin sisters but they never got along. Their powers were opposite of one another. Lydia is proud and arrogant and Jade is humble and kind and so they were gifted with powers that suited their personality. Lydia would create problems, Jade would resolve them. They have always been against each other and so the moon goddess saw them as the perfect people to go on the mission. "It's not funny and I am here to warn you Lydia because you are going out of order," Jade said to her.

Santan ran down to meet, both Melinda and Calista at the outskirts of the Mountain Dew pack, in a bid to get his mate, Melinda to return to the pack, but in the end, Melinda used her charm to sway Santan into joining her and Calista in the wild. We were back at the Ridgewood pack. Cassandra Maximoff, Calista's sister, was the new Alpha of the Ridgewood pack. She was the last surviving member of the Maximoff dynasty. She was having a steamy session with her lover, Zora, a werelion, and after they were done, a minor disagreement led to a brawl, and it soon turned into a brutal war.

By the time I was 16, I had already hacked, stolen, killed, and destroyed a few people’s lives. “This is why he nicknamed me ‘Black Widow’. I could get in, infect, and disappear without anyone knowing until it was too late.” I whisper, avoiding looking at Lia. “Granted, it wasn’t something I was entirely comfortable with, except for a few like Angelo’s father. They deserved it, but ultimately it was all just to so-called ’help’ my uncle, the boss, cover his ass due to his gambling and whatever other bullshit he was doing.” She runs her hands through her head, careful not to mess it up too much or her perfectly made-up face, heaving a heavy sigh.

I'm going to make them cough up every last cent they've ever swallowed from us! Something inside Lucille lit up instantly. She shot to her feet, and her voice rose to match Milena's fervor. "That's right! Justice may be late, but it never fails to arrive! Mrs. Westbrook, welcome to the cause! Let's take them down together!" Milena broke into a dreamy smile. "Mrs. Westbrook? Call me Milena. From now on, the two of us are sworn sisters. We'll stand together against a common enemy and march into the future side by side. You and I are a pair now, and we'll call ourselves the Unhinged Sisterhood!"

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?"

Hell, I don’t even need clothes. I finished a doodle I’d been working on of Black Widow, the Avengers being hot in the entertainment world now and being my favorite comic. It’s not my best work but it doesn’t suck and I stare at it in admiration. I suddenly feel as if I’m being watched and look up to see twins. Ohhhh hell yeah!! Why is it some primal fucked up thing in a guy’s mind to have two chicks at the same time? But even better than that… sisters. But twin sisters?

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.