Black Widow Spider Kills Mate Novels & Stories

Blood flowed on the ground as the villagers were locked in battle with a bunch of ironclad spiders these beast were known to be nocturnal but they were presently attacking people in broad daylight, Aldophus felt it strange, he couldn't keep on watching as the villagers were stabbed to death by the sturdy legs of the spiders and then carried away on their back, the brown ground was transformed in dark mud by the battle. An ironclad spider managed to pass the defense of the village men and reached for a screaming woman holding a child in her hug, trying to block the imminent blow with her body. SHRIIIIII! The sound of metal sliding against metal sounded as the woman mustered her courage to loo

It wasn’t true. “Sophia my love. I love you.” And I felt the mate bond snap after he had died. Bria howled as the pain was becoming too much. He had killed our mate and our friend now it was his turn. Bria lifted her front paws and, with all her might, she crushed his skull. The pain caused by losing our mate was like nothing I had ever felt before. Bria shifted back. I was on top of our mate that was dead as tears flowed from my eyes.

, he asked sarcastically. Venitia overlooked his sarcastic question and said "There was a time I read about the black spider poison and...." She was hastily interrupted. "What do you know about the poison", Luca asked "I was going to explain that before you interrupted me", Venitia glared at him. "Sorry", he muttered. "As I was saying; the poison was gotten from the black widow spider, the rarest specie of spiders. Once it gets into the body of the host, it kills the host within hours...."

She quipped as she turned to glare at me, her eyes shifting color quickly before she turned away from me and left the room, leaving me to my thoughts. Was I being manipulated? Of course, I was, and I knew it but what other choice did I have, my mother killed her own husband to get her way and even plans to take out Rook, if I fail there is nothing to stop her from killing me, the black widow of hell killing everything she touches.

There was no heartbeat. She cried out, falling fully to the ground. I’d seen it before, their mate bond was severing. Two males ran to her, picking her up though she put up quite a fight. They held her up in front of me. “No! No, I won’t,” she screamed, as Dane got in front of me. Some males believe if you kill a mated werewolf, you get his mate. I was hardly interested in that. But Drake would have my balls if I didn’t save her, offer her a better life in the Cove.

Nadia spun around in hopes to catch another glimpse of the vampire. She then shut her eyes tight as a lump formed in her throat. This isn’t happening, she thought. Impossible..She continued. It was an irrevocably overwhelming rush of emotions when realizing that the villainous creature was her mate. Coyotes do not mate with such a bond much less to the opposite species. Vampires were cruel and unworthy. Their sole purpose is to kill and devour-that’s it. Whatever heart felt emotions they had were long gone and nonexistent. They weren’t capable of such responsibilities other than drinking blood.

He slumps back down on our bed with his head hanging “He killed her.” “Yes he killed her and we stayed by him. We are his beta and what does he do? He made friends with that shewolf and has her in the home with his mate. The same mate he killed while screwing her. What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to feel?” Finally I sink down on the ground on my knees all my energy once again gone.

The bugs that were injected into her body had a bulging belly and the sight made her vomit all over again. Mateo took hold of her hair. He was worried seeing the amount of blood that she had vomited. Each time she vomits, there would be a mass of bulging bugs coming out from her mouth. The more he looks at it, the more the hatred in his heart grew. His mom should have known that he had waited for his mate for a very long time. But, not only did she not agree with Carissa, a hunter, to become his mate, she also took action against her. Doesn’t his mom know the importance of a mate?

Her blood began to spurt in long waves, watering the grass and staining the earth. The shadows broke apart, falling to the ground once more. They slithered over the fallen blood, devouring each drop that fell to the earth. Mason lurched forward; his hands extended as if he were going to help his dying mate. 'There's nothing you can do', I wanted to tell him. 'I killed her, Mason. I killed your mate.' Mason stopped dead in his tracks as a chorus of hisses erupted from the Vampires, warning him to back off.

And after much wining and dining, they’d fallen asleep. One thing alpha Zephyr didn’t know about James the Vampire is that he was mated. His mate Jefferson had stayed behind to scout the premises and learn all the keep’s corners. So when they killed his mate, they hadn’t been aware of his existence yet. When a mated vampire lost their mate, they tended to follow them by killing themselves, but not before eliminating the threat that led to the demise of their beloved, even if it took centuries. In the morning, everyone in the keep had been found dead. From alpha Zephyr to the little boy. The dagger had been destroyed, reduced to ashes.