Black Widow Stories Novels & Stories

But inside, I was unraveling. Radian was coming home tonight. The rumors had reached even the quietest corners of the kingdom: General Radian Black, the King’s second son and feared werewolf warrior, had returned after a decade at the front lines. They said he had slain enemy alphas by the hundreds, turned the tide of the war single-handedly, and never once taken a woman to his bed. Some called him impotent. Others whispered he had lost his mind to bloodlust. Only I knew the truth.

Sam said. “I know, I know,” Olivia said.” Where do we start?” Suddenly a large bang arupted from lout side the warehouse as screams from the panicing citizens followed. “Looks like you got your answer, Liv,’ Scott uttered. The turn raced out of the warehouse to find 9 foot. Black widow zapping venom from its mouth and setting the windy city to blaze. “I hate bugs,” The towering arachnid terrorized the downtown building of Chicago with no sing of stopping.

She walked over to the vanity, picking up one of my hairbrushes and turning it over in her hands. “Well,” Lira whispered, her voice losing its usual bounce. “If she’s talking about the Extinction of fifteen years ago... then the tea isn't the only thing burning. The whole history of the Black Widow pack is built on those ashes, Angie. And I think it’s time we stopped asking your parents for the map and started digging up the graves ourselves.”

I am Catherine Brooks, mate to Arthur Brooks, the lone surviving witch-wolf. For centuries, I have loved a werewolf of unparalleled strength and unwavering determination to protect our pack, regardless of the cost. The loss of our first daughter, Aliyah, in the great war devastated me. She was brave, beautiful, and fiercely strong, yet she never returned from her final battle against our enemies—the vampires and the black witches who betrayed us.

As much as the excuse was that while they kept money by robbing the rich, they loved each other somehow, but the love at some point ended, so when there was an accident at their house, they said that the little over 12-year-old boy shot by accident on the father. He was not arrested, so the investigation stopped there, but the deaths around the black widow, not his mother-in-law, his mother, an aunt, four husbands in a space of 1 year from one to the other, in a period of 4 years, just disappeared. The last people known to have been near or seen before disappearing was the black widow. Tsuki was arranging some mystical treasures of magical properties, which would be of no use, if not causing

It was designed specifically for that purpose. Madame Ruby shivered with excitement. The thought of her whip slicing against her delicate skin sent a pleasurable sensation through her. It gave her dominance and power that which was deprived of her since she was born. Goddess cursed her for being born omega, forced to marry a lowly werewolf and have an omega daughter. But all that would end soon, as soon as her daughter spits out the rightful heir for the Alpha. But Kataleya… Madame Ruby stared down at her with disgust. She wanted her gone.

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.