Black Widow Sisters Novels & Stories

"Boss, don't tell me she's—" Sophia set aside her bowl of fruit, chin tilted proudly. "What's the matter? I'm Tisha, the one you call boss." "Nice to meet you, Boss Tisha!" Ronald sputtered, questioning his own sanity. Emeraldshade was the dark web's premier marketplace. He had once pictured Emerald Crab as a middle-aged, divorced dad, only to discover she was the elusive Miss King! As for Tisha? She was Emeraldshade's infamous Black Widow, a name that sent shivers down the spine of many.

Gosh, I am so bad at introducing myself. “We know who you are.” The one with the sweaty face- Hudson is practically shaking, better, he should be scared. He made my Wanda scared. “Good. We are the type of twins who don’t take it very nicely when people hurt our women. They are not just our women, they are our world. If you try to hurt her, I hurt you. I won't negotiate here.”

The effort of the War had taken its toll on her, but her eyes were as sharp as ever. "The Sisters of the Void," Hala whispered, her gaze fixed on the black spot on the map. "They are the 'Umbra-Mothers.' Before the First Alpha, before the Moon Goddess birthed the first wolf, there was only the Deep. The Sisters are the hunger that existed before the light. They don't have bodies; they inhabit the cracks in the soul." "And Selene?" I asked. "Is she with them?"

Even now, since my powers awakened, it’s been the same thing. She wouldn’t be pushing this hard if she were not preparing for something. Given everything that is currently happening, it all points towards her preparing for war. Seeing that her sister is making hybrids, it is safe to say that she is building an army. That she’s preparing for the same thing. So the question remains, why are two sisters preparing for war against each other? Why would they want to hurt each other? They were twins for fuck's sake. It didn’t make any sense whatsoever. They should be closer than thieves, yet there was serious animosity between them.

"Looks can be deceiving." "So can reputations. We'll see if yours is earned. Or fabricated." Through my Eclipse senses, I felt her power. She was strong. Skilled. Dangerous. But also insecure. Threatened. Afraid. She saw me as competition. As a threat to her status. Her reputation. "I'm Vivian," she said. "Leader of the Shadow Sisters. We specialize in dark magic. Forbidden techniques. Power most wolves fear to touch." "Dark magic is dangerous. Corruptive. Unpredictable."

One became the High Witch, and the other is widely known as the Jade Witch. Two sisters with the ancient bloodline running in their veins.” At this revelation, everyone is shocked, and the sight of their eyes bulging like they are about to be ejected from their sockets gives the High Witch a twisted sense of joy. Now you know how it feels to be ‘shocked senseless’. You haven’t heard anything yet. By the time I am done with you, you will have to pick up those eyeballs, along with your jaws, from the floor before I end you.

“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.

“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.

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.